#Mc x lucifer

[sheeprad]

Mc: *sneaks into house at 2am*

Lucifer: *turns into swivel chair* care to tell me where you were?

Mc: I was with… Uh… Mammon!

Mammon: *also turns into swivel chair* Care to- *keeps spinning* Lucifer I can’t stop the chair.

[still-a-morosexual-help]

Meanwhile, MC to Lucifer:

MC's the actual Daddy Dom of the series.

[captainai-47]

HC: Luci is picky with human realm food

Isa would warn him that the human vers is different from the Devildom, but he'd be too stubborn until he actually tries it (90% Isa doesn't take a bite of her food first just in case Lucifer wants to switch)

[ilumin]

Lucifer: MC and I have the kind of easy chemistry where we finish each other's-

MC: Sentences!

Lucifer: don't interrupt me.

MC: :(

[kanroji-san]

Mc: Okay, truth or dare?

Lucifer: Uhh...truth

Mc: How many hours have you slept this week?

Lucifer: ...

Mc: ...

Lucifer: ...Dare

Mc: Go to sleep!!!

Lucifer: I don't like this game...

[badperson-8]

Butting In (Part 1) Lucifer, Mammon, Levi

Male/AMAB MC finds an intriguing sex toy – a magical fleshlight, which is automatically connected to the body of whoever haunts their sexual fantasies. How will each brother react if MC succumbs to the temptation and uses the device?

amabMC x Lucifer, amabMC x Mammon, amabMC x Levi

3.5k words | NSFW | Porn without plot | gn!pronouns MC | AO3 link

Content Warnings: Dub-con | Anal Sex

Part 2 (Satan, Asmo) Part 3 (Beel, Belphie) Part 4 (Diavolo)

Lucifer

Lucifer sighs heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose and squeezing his eyes shut. He’s been sent to the House of Lords on behalf of Lord Diavolo for a brief check of their quarterly financial report. But what should’ve taken him at most two hours, stretched into several-hours torture, due to the incompetence of these noble fools. The accounting department did their best to analyze and categorize all the expenses, but Lords were so utterly incapable of providing any reasonable data in time that the finished report turned out to be an incoherent mess.

So now Lucifer is stuck in a place full of insufferable snobs, damned to do their job instead of them. At least the most excruciating part is over: he had to personally collect all the additional papers from each Lord, and now he only needs to compare the numbers. The demon has already sent all the accountants away; if they didn’t succeed the first time, it’s highly unlikely that they’ll be of any use. Lucifer prefers to work alone anyway.

The only two things that motivate him right now are a huge cup of the strongest coffee ever known to demons and potential revenge. If Lucifer manages to find any traces of financial machinations, Lord Diavolo will take this matter into his own hands. And when he’s on the case, it’s useless to hide behind the high status of a noble. The Future King deals with problems swiftly and mercilessly.

Lucifer smirks, takes a sip of coffee, and focuses on the documents in his hands. The demon occupied the office of one of the Lords after he unceremoniously kicked out the owner. The room has too many golden decorations for Lucifer’s liking, but at least the chair is comfortable enough. The soft rustle of papers and the rhythmical ticking of the clock help him concentrate and ignore intrusive thoughts about one particular human who waits for him at home… Perhaps there are actually three things that motivate Lucifer right now, but his pride will never let him admit it.

A sudden shiver runs along Lucifer’s body, making him twitch and almost spill all the coffee on the documents. The demon immediately lets go of the cup and straightens up, trying to figure out what the hell happened. But Lucifer doesn’t spot anything unusual, only the same ticking of the clock breaks the silence of an empty room.  

The second shiver strikes him just as suddenly. This time it’s stronger, it pierces his mind and makes him grab the edge of the table, looking for support. Lucifer feels the ghost touches on his body, which concentrate on his backside. He unconsciously presses his hips against the seat in an attempt to hide his delicate parts from the unknown intruder. But to no avail. The unstoppable force concentrates on his most vulnerable part of the body, pressing inside and massaging the tensed walls of his entrance.

Lucifer bites his lower lip, trying to contain all the embarrassing noises deep within; a thin stream of blood runs down his chin and lands on one of the documents, staining it and coloring the white pages red. His trembling hand wipes off tiny drops of sweat from his forehead.

The Avatar of Pride is not capable of panicking, as simple as that. He has everything under control, no matter what happens. But now, for the first time in eternity, Lucifer doesn’t know what to do. He’s lost and confused; the burning desire to twist the neck of whoever does this to him and the baffling temptation to submit to these new sensations are tearing him apart.

Lucifer chooses the first option, concentrating his magic on the faint traces of the curse that makes him lose control over his body. The demon frowns as he mentally untangles the magical energies and reaches the source of the disturbance.

It’s MC, it’s their life force, their magical energy. Lucifer senses the power of some kind of artifact nearby, but its magic doesn’t look dangerous. The demon sighs, letting his tensed muscles finally relax. He feels an all-consuming relief at the thought of MC being the one who’s behind this. It’s them, they are responsible for all this nonsense. Of course, who else would it be? He should’ve figured it out sooner.  

A gentle pressure on his insides continues, it seems MC doesn’t use the artifact to its full potential yet, preferring to check the toy with their fingers. Lucifer leans back in his chair and spreads his long legs apart. He could fly all the way to the House of Lamentation, confiscate this suspiciously powerful artifact, and lecture them for several hours straight, but…

Lucifer’s line of thought is interrupted by a sudden sensation of some liquid inside him. The demon frowns harder as he feels his cheeks and ears burn with humiliation. He closes his eyes, not to see how his hand unzips his pants and lets out his neglected boner. He doesn’t want to accept this. Lucifer shouldn’t be so agreeable towards the fact that he is being used as a sex toy. Even if it’s MC who does that. Stroking his dick to such foul sensations feels almost like a betrayal of his Pride. He should ignore his urges and…

The touch of a much bigger object feels shocking, no matter how much Lucifer anticipated dreaded the next stage of MC’s curiosity. It feels so much hotter than their fingers; it stretches him open inch by inch without meeting any resistance from Lucifer’s body. He breathes out sharply and tries to stop his hips from trembling. What a disgrace.

Lucifer clenches his fists, stubbornly ignoring his own growing excitement. But despite his efforts, his thighs spread even wider, chasing the feeling of the hot and pulsating flesh, magically conjured to bring Lucifer pleasure. The damn artifact is too good at recreating MC’s dick, too good at imitating all the deep thrusts. The demon can bear this for only so long. He snarls, grabs his dick, and starts stocking it with hungry desperation.

A quiet moan escapes Lucifer’s lips, but he immediately shuts his mouth with his hand, trying to save at least some dignity. The quicker the pushes become, the more difficult it is to contain all the moans. As Lucifer feels MC coming inside him, he bites his hand as hard as possible to muffle the final embarrassing sound. He growls as his fangs pierce his own skin, and his dick finally releases.

It takes him some time to regain his senses. The rhythmical ticking of the clock slowly returns Lucifer to reality. The demon silently stares at the pile of documents, now partially covered not only with his blood but also his sperm. He lifts his trembling hand and snaps his fingers to set the whole pile ablaze.

…They say that after one of the offices in the House of Lords burned down, together with important documents, the whole establishment had to work overtime to restore the lost data. It’s still unknown what exactly happened; some rumors mentioned a black-winged demon flying out of the office’s window in the direction of the House of Lamentation. But the strangest event that surpassed even the fire in one of the core institutions of the Devildom was no doubt the fact that, despite the sudden calamity and overdue financial report, Lucifer was walking around with a huge, bright smile on his face.

Mammon

Mammon is in deep shit. For real this time. He breathes heavily, peeking at five demons from around the corner. He sighs with relief as they march past his hiding spot and lovingly presses a giant bag full of money to his chest.

From Mammon’s perspective, this whole situation is exclusively the fault of these stupid morons. Who the hell keeps their money in cash nowadays?! These idiots were simply begging to rob them. How could Mammon say no? He will use the money better than they ever could anyway. MC was saying something about a new phone…

Mammon quietly swears and squats behind a dumpster, merging with the shadows. One of the demons returned and is now standing uncomfortably close to his hiding spot. Mammon needs to get out of here before they find him. He should make a run for it once the path is clear.

He squats lower, firmly hugging the bag in his hands. And he almost falls on his ass once he feels some kind of movement inside this very ass. Mammon shivers from disgust at the thought that he seems to be infected by damn tapeworms. He knew that a dinner at that shady restaurant was a bad idea. But seriously, how many are there? Or is it one thick-ass worm? It sure feels like it.

Despite his struggles, Mammon does his best to keep an eye on the demon next to him. They seem to have taken a break from the chase and are now simply smoking a cigarette.

Mammon can’t wait for too long, he needs to escape now while he has this chance. It seems he has to use just a little bit of violence. This demon is relaxed and completely unaware of their surroundings; it will be easy to jump them and knock them out within seconds. Gently, of course. Mammon quietly cackles as he slowly approaches the demon, still half-squatting and holding the bag in one hand.

But just as Mammon is ready to commit yet another crime, the fucking worm starts squirming again. The demon quietly moans, then immediately slams his mouth with his hand. The loud slap almost alerts the smoking demon, but they shrug it off.

“Must’ve been the wind.” They mumble, lifting their head and glaring at the stars. The sky is so beautiful today.

Meanwhile, just several feet away from the romantic demon, Mammon is having a mental breakdown. What the hell was that? No, Mammon didn’t just moan thanks to some stupid parasites, it’s a blatant lie. He tosses the bag on the ground and tries to turn his torso backwards to check his butt. It doesn’t help in the slightest since his jeans cover everything, so Mammon can only stare at his ass with disapproval.

His whole body suddenly shivers, making him drop to his knees and close his mouth with a hand once again. He feels something sticky and moist inside. At first, this strange sensation bothered only his asshole, but now it’s spreading deeper, all the way inside…

Mammon blinks away a single tear, trying not to panic. His medical condition is certainly dire, maybe he’s even dying. No, Great Mammon won’t die from some stupid worms, or whatever this is! He’ll find a cure; he just needs to escape first. MC will have to wait for a new phone a little longer, though; it seems that all the money will be spent on Mammon’s medical bills…

A sudden pressure on his asshole sends goosebumps all over Mammon’s body. He has to cover his mouth with his second hand, falling all the way to the ground. He’s now lying on his stomach, trying to regain his senses. Mammon feels something pushing inside him. His legs tremble, losing all their strength. His brain is trying to process everything that is happening but completely gives up once the ass gets attacked by powerful thrusts. Mammon’s erection is pressed uncomfortably to the ground through his jeans. He can’t even change the position, or at least take off his pants, since his body has fully betrayed him. The violent shivers shake Mammon’s body; he spends his last energy keeping his hands close to his mouth. Otherwise, the whole neighborhood will hear his whimpers.

Mammon’s mind is completely shut down, maybe as a way of precaution. At least the poor demon can’t reflect on the whole situation and be terrified of being either hopelessly ill or cursed. He can only focus on deep thrusts that hit his prostate over and over. The only thing that bothers him right now is his dick, still trapped in his jeans. He presses his hips closer to the ground to get at least some friction.

Mammon closes his eyes, breathing heavily into his hands. He’s so close, just a little more…

He’s suddenly being filled with something so hot that it heats up his insides; his ass unconsciously starts to greedily absorb this mysterious substance. Mammon trembles violently as he finally comes all over his pants. His last vocal moans break through the shield of his hands, shattering the surrounding silence.

As Mammon slowly returns to reality, he feels that his ass is now completely fine. He also feels that he is now surrounded by five angry demons who are ready to beat the shit out of him.

…MC is caressing Mammon’s soft hair as the demon complains to them about his rotten luck. He managed to escape in the end, which was a miracle, even with his abilities to run faster than anyone in the Devildom. The demons didn’t succeed in hurting him, but they took all their money back. Mammon doesn’t care that much about the money, though, being much more concerned about the possible disease. And MC just silently pats his hair, gathering their courage to tell Mammon about that one cool thing they found… And how it can actually be responsible for all of today’s misadventures.

Leviathan

Levi is bursting with excitement as he strolls around the comic-con. The amount of merch for all his favorite shows is simply unbelievable; and all the talented cosplayers make him wish he wasn’t such a shut-in otaku. To take a photo with any of them would be like a dream come true, but he’ll reach this major milestone some other time. He already has a huge reason to be proud of himself today.

Few reasons, actually. First of all, he came to this comic-con alone. All alone! Him! That’s right, he doesn’t need to ask Beel or Satan to come with him anymore. He doesn’t need any emotional support to come to this place, full of people… scary strangers… maybe they all think that he’s gross… or he smells bad…

Levi shakes his head, using his personal method of overcoming such anxiety attacks. All he needs to do is imagine MC, who holds him by the hand and smiles brightly at him. Yeah, that’s better. They always do this when he’s about to panic. Levi can’t give up, he promised that he’d have fun on his own.

The demon sighs, wishing MC was here with him. Lucifer forbade them to leave the house after they broke something when they were fooling around with Mammon. Levi frowns: this greedy scumbag always finds a way to mess with him, and now Levi has to spend the day all alone. Mammon ruined their date, and…

No-no-no-no, it wasn’t supposed to be a date, alright?! It WASN’T! Levi just offered MC to come with him, that’s all. He didn’t actually hope… That would be just silly, right?! Right…

Levi shakes his head once again, adjusting his stockings. Heels are not so bad, but these stockings are constantly trying to fall down. Maybe his legs are too skinny for this…

Hm? Oh yeah, that’s actually the second reason why Levi should be proud of himself. When he finally decided to invite MC on a da-… to hang out, he decided to consult with the professional, namely Asmo. He gave him some strange advices, like not eating too much during the day to avoid getting too dirty down “there”. Levi didn’t know where “there” was exactly, but he didn’t have the courage to ask. Other than that, Asmo had some great ideas: he assured Levi that MC would really appreciate it if he showed them his true passion. Specifically, if Levi put on his Ruri-chan costume, with stockings and all.

This idea got him really inspired; Levi spent several days preparing the costume for the show. So when the da-… the hangout was cancelled, he couldn’t just leave the costume at home. So he quickly made a giant sign “No photos, No touching, No interactions”, and came to the comic-con dressed in his pink dress.

Levi has never been prouder of himself. Despite everything, he paid homage to his favorite character. He wishes MC could see him right now…

“Ngh…” Levi winces, almost dropping his sign to the ground. His thighs firmly press together, slightly shaking from a sudden, unknown sensation between them. The demon blushes heavily and sprints to the bathroom, locking himself in one of the stalls.

He tosses the sign on the floor, lifts his skirt, and tries to inspect the area beneath. Levi did his best to make Ruri-chan’s costume as authentic as possible, which obviously included the right type of underwear. So now the demon carefully gropes his hips, covered with pink silk panties, in search of anything unusual.

His fingers dig into the silky fabric as he feels a strong tremble that concentrates in the area of his butt. He almost tears his underwear with his claws, trying to fight the unexpected weakness in his knees and not fall to the floor.

Levi gathers his strength, reaches the toilet lid, smashes it closed, and lands on it, breathing heavily. He would have never thought that it would be so hard to do such mundane actions, but he feels exhaustion after this little feat. He’s so confused by the riot of his own body that he doesn’t know what to think. Levi feels something slowly pushing inside, stretching him carefully. The only thing that prevents him from starting to seriously freak out is the fact that this unknown force immediately finds his weak spot.

The demon loudly screeches as something starts applying more pressure to his prostate. His dick already peeks out of the pink panties, leaving wet stains on the underwear and the skirt.

“Excuse me? Are you all right?” Someone knocks at the door of Levi’s stall, making him freeze. He squeezes his skirt in frustration as he shakily replies:

“Y-y-yes.”

That’s the best he can do, but luckily the stranger finds this reply passable and leaves him alone. Levi feels as his butt and asshole get covered in something sticky and warm, and he shivers in terror and anticipation. Wait, “anticipation”? No, Levi doesn’t enjoy this insane situation, not at all!

But self-reflection can wait. If the pushes renew, his voice will betray him again. And if this happens, the whole comic-con will hear him, and he certainly can’t let this happen! Levi needs to find something to block all the sounds ASAP. He looks around, trying to find something useful, but there aren’t many things in toilet stalls. Maybe something on him… Oh!

A genius idea graciously visits him. One of the main pieces of Ruri-chan’s clothing is, no doubt, her cute pink hat. Levi mentally apologizes to Ruri-chan for using her iconic hat in that way, takes it off, and shoves it in his mouth.

Just in time for a new stage of thrusts to start. This time they are much more intense. Levi feels how his fangs tear the soft fabric of his precious hat. But his idea mostly works: all his moans and whines are muffled, they are just quiet enough not to alert other people. He grabs his skirt, panties, his own thighs – anything other than his dick. Levi doesn’t want to do it like this. Not in the toilet stall, surrounded by strangers. Not in the Ruri-chan’s dress. Not without MC…

Levi slightly relaxes as his thoughts concentrate on MC. If he imagines that it’s them who inserts their dick inside him, he’ll manage to get through it. His brain successfully tricks itself, almost actually making him believe that it’s MC who is behind this cruel joke. If it’s them, it’s all right, Levi thinks, and allows himself to touch his neglected cock.

He strokes it desperately, focusing on his vivid fantasy of MC. His hole starts pulsating eagerly as he dives into his imagination. Whatever is on the other side must’ve felt how welcoming his hole became; the thrusts get faster and harder, almost making Levi fall from the toilet seat to the floor. He quickens the pace of his strokes to match the impatient pushes, squeezing the hat in his mouth with all his might.

He comes the moment he feels the hot release of an unknown entity inside him. Colorful circles flood his vision, leaving him completely strengthless. He tries to catch his breath, lazily thinking about the ruined costume, especially the pink panties he accidentally tore up. Now he needs to somehow clean up and hurry home, seeking refuge in MC’s arms. He’ll never go to any event without them again.

Part 2 (Satan, Asmo) Part 3 (Beel, Belphie) Part 4 (Diavolo)

P.S. The art doesn't belong to me, it's an official art from Shall We Date: Obey Me! (You, Me and Devil's Coast card)

[blissxjj]

Lucifer X MC that got summoned in hell while holding a pet bunny

Featuring: Lucifer

SFW

When MC was summoned she was faced with Diavolo that startled her into falling backwards on her butt As they looked around everyone was looking at them they felt so embarrassed and scared causing them to hold their pet bunny tighter.

Lucifer

Was standing there when you locked eyes with him, you looked away and got up fast when he approached you, his eyes held no emotions as he took the bunny from you and said

"No pets are allowed here"

You didn't want to argue with him because you were affraid of him, but you couldn't let your bunny go so easily, you snatched thebunny back and backed away from him

"Who are you? And where am i?" Despite your brave tone you were shaking in your shoes

"Give me the creature and I'll tell you what's going on" Lucifer said stalking towards you

You kept walking backwards clearly intimidated by him, Diavolo stepped in and said

"Hello Y/N welcome to the devildom my name is Diavolo princeof hell"

"Hell?!!" You said

"You are our new exchange student and Lucifer here is going to guide you through it" he said

You look at Lucifer who had a poker face on

"I am not giving him my Mr. Hop though" you said looking at Diavolo

"Yes you will-" Lucifer didn't get to finish his sentence before Diavolo said

"You can keep your bunny as long as you behave and listen to our instructions" he said

"Ok!" You said all happy again.

'What a strange human' Lucifer thought.

Masterlist

[obey-me-hoe]

Every single time I listen to Passion this is what I imagine is happening:

The song starts with MC standing in the middle of a ballroom all dressed up

Suddenly they hear a breathy sound in their ear (like in the song) and feel someone pressing into their back (it's either Satan or Lucifer)

MC turns their head to look back to see Satan or Lucifer is standing behind them wrapping an arm around their waist and sliding their other hand into MC's

Suddenly they hear another breathy sound in their other ear

MC snaps their head back around to see Satan or Lucifer (whichever one isn't behind MC) pressed up close against their chest

He wraps an arm around MC's waist and wraps his other hand around the same hand his brother is currently holding so MC's hand is sandwiched between them

Suddenly both brothers straighten up and MC notices they have them in a ballroom dance type hold (one brother on each side so MC is sandwiched between them) (MC has their free hand on the shoulder of whoever is in front)

They both start moving across the dance floor in sync guiding MC along

Suddenly Lucifer pulls MC away so it's just them two dancing together (this happens when it's just Lucifer singing)

While Lucifer spins MC, Satan takes the chance to steal back MC so it's just them dancing (this is when it's just Satan singing)

They keep stealing MC back and forth all while continuing to dance around the ballroom

Since they are switching so quickly sometimes they're holding MC from behind instead of in front like they usually would when ballroom dancing

During the parts of the song where both brothers are singing together they are in a hold like how they were at the beginning (MC sandwiched between them but they switch between who's in front and who's in back depending on who was in control when the other jumped in with them)

The parts of the song where they stretch out their words (I forget what that's called) is when they dip MC together

Imagine getting dipped by both Satan AND Lucifer at the same time while they look at you like you're the love of their (very long) lives 🥹

When they say "...te teeeee" they spin MC around twice (fast) then lean into a dip

Basically MC is getting tossed around the dance floor and is definitely gonna get dizzy because they switch who's turn it is a lot

They both want MC all to themselves and might get a little aggressive (not on purpose) when bringing MC back into hold with them (they just wanna be as close to MC as possible 🥺)

Also they're singing this song to you the entire time for extra effect

I hope y'all see my vision! I'm bad at explaining it but it looks so beautiful in my head 😭

I'm short (5'3) so the whole time it's basically just Satan and Lucifer putting their tiddies in my face bc they're so tall and so close to me 🤭

I listened to this song on repeat while writing this. Honestly it's one of my favorite (if not my favorite) songs

IF ANYONE WANTS TO DRAW THIS PLEASE DO AND TAG ME BC I WOULD LOVE TO SEE MY VISION COME TO LIFE

I'm not good enough at drawing yet to do it myself 😭

[justcallmecj]

Pact Mark Location Headcanon: Lucifer

Alright, the location of the brothers' pact marks is not specified, right? I would assume so considering all the headcanons I find about this topic which I love to consume like a black hole. Sooooo, I have a few ideas myself of where the marks would manifest that have been filling my head for a while now. I will take this brother by brother in different posts so I can sort them better. (Also this is under the pretext of dating the boy, either one or all, you choose, because I want them all and this is for my own pleasure at this point)

Lucifer

Nape of the neck:

I for some reason live the idea of Lucifer's Pride mark being right on the nape of your neck.

The nape is such intimate spot and I wholeheartedly believe that, if Lucifer has a pact with someone, it is the most vulnerable and intimate thing for him.

So, I think the placement would also reflect that feeling.

The nape is also one place Lucifer loves to give little affectionate kisses.

Whether it is just to feel close to his partner, he's stressed, or simply because the moment showed itself, it's his favorite place to kiss.

I believe all the pact marks are a little sensitive to touch, or at the least when touched by their demon.

So each kiss or touch he gives against the mark is in the perfect place to send chills and pleasure down your spine.

On the chest:

I also think the mark could be somewhere on the chest.

More specifically, in the little spot in the middle of the chest right between the breasts/pecs.

When I think of Pride, I often think of someone walking confidently through a hall, their chest puffed out and their head held high.

So why couldn't his mark be in the spot you unknowingly put forward when you are embodying his sin.

Also, in his sprites, Lucifer is often seen with his hand on his chest.

Under the thought that the mark is sensitive or that the demon can feel the touch, it is a constant reminder of the pact and the power you hold. As well as the vulnerability Lucifer put himself through and the Pride he let down to give it to you.

Also the idea of you spending so much time with Lucifer that you started picking up on little habits like placing your hand on your chest warms my little heart

Alright, that's all I can think of rn. Feel free to comment some of your own location headcanons! If you want, I can write some scenarios of either you hc or these ones. I will steadily post one of these for each brother and link them in my masterlist!

[oxavane]

me: i need to remember that one story i had where in order to resurrect MC, Dia and Luci had to make a pact with the First of the Reapers and cause giga angsty shenanigans in all the three realms-

also me: eheh sleeby cuddles

[synne-ful]

Commission I recently finished for @daisy-dumpling (｀∀´)❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥 who doesn't love a good passion sandwich kekeke

[still-a-morosexual-help]

That's the face of a man who, for a brief moment in time, thought keeping them in a magic ball might actually be safer for their wellbeing - and all his hopes were just dashed

[captainai-47]

Isa and her unintentional rizz (she did not get his memo)

[tremendous-entropy]

Hello all! Ok, so I've never written fics before, let alone smut, but this thought has been driving me crazy for a while and I can't find what I'm looking for so I decided to give it a go myself. Premise being that in the nightbringer time-line all the brothers are 100% virgins. So I'd like to explore that, lol. Taking place after you wake up from your coma and on from there. First being mammon that night (ignoring the bit where they're all asleep outside your door at the end of that lesson) and then next being lucifer after he learns they all want to stay in the devildom with Satan, when the two of you are in his office bc it just sets it up so perfectly. From there idk what order or after what happening I want the rest of them to happen. So I'm looking for suggestions, and also just really want to know if this is something y'all would be interested in reading? Bc it's gonna be super long. And it may take a while, I have Adhd and my shit is all over the place. I'm going to use my MC, Zaeda, she/her, bi, poly. I can already tell you mammon will probably be the most in depth, lol, I just love him so much, I'm sorry 😂 but I do love them all and I will do my best to give each of them the time they deserve 😉So here's a little long af teaser and probably not gonna be super wonderfully edited so ignore any current typos, give me some feedback please!

NSFW but barely

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You lie in bed wide awake thinking back on the last few days of your little coma situation. You recall everything you heard the boys say while you were under, every word, every kiss. You're practically brimming with love. Sleep eludes you. It's intensely quiet. Lucifer threatened the brother's lives if they so much as stepped out of their rooms tonight to ensure you got proper rest.(No he's not worried about you.) Apparently they all slept outside your door the entire time you were out. They've all been on your mind more constantly lately. In a different way. In your time you're in a happy poly relationship with all of them and you've slept with all of them more times than you can count. In this time.....well...they're all virgins.

You shuffle through each demon in your mind, recalling so many intimate moments, wondering how different this time will be. Did Barbatos explain things to them while they were confined to the castle? Brand new demons. Have they masturbated? Do they watch porn? Have they discovered any of their kinks yet? Should you show them? Or let them figure it out slowly? So many questions. So many possibilities. Where to start? Which lucky demon will be the first to fall...to you. Who will be the second? The third? Fourth? Mmm. Let's get this party started.

*MAMMON*

You already know the answer to who's first. Who better than your first man? So many firsts with that boy. It's only right that he be the first. The first to love you, the first to know you. The rest can wait, the time has to be right for each of them. The fact that you haven't jumped that greedy boys bones already is a testament to your self control. For now, you crawl out of bed, strip to nothing, walk to your dresser and unfold Mammon's white shirt you keep in your drawer. It smells like him. You should probably return this.... You put it on, it comes down just enough to cover your bare ass. Perfect. You grab your ddd and slowly and carefully make your way out into the hall.

"thank fuck I'm a master at sneaking around these halls", you think to yourself, as you quietly walk on the balls of your feet, slowly stepping over every creaky board in your path. It's seems like an eternity has passed by the time you finally make it to the 2nd borns room. You open the door little by little, unsure as to whether or not the demon is sleeping, it's still early for you and he's usually just as nocturnal as you are, even with the neverending darkness of the devildom. You spot the white haired demon as you walk in, sitting on his couch, some long forgotten movie playing on the TV, scrolling intently on his ddd, completely unaware of you walking up behind him, or what's about to come next...

"Hey, pretty boy." you coo at him walking up behind the couch. "AHHH! FUCK! ZAEDA WHAT THE FUCK?! DON'T SNEAK UP ON ME LIKE THAT YOU ALMOST GAVE ME A HEART ATTACK!" He holds his right hand to his chest dramatically as he catches his breath, "I coulda hurt ya, dummy!" he pouts. "Aw, sweet boy, I'm sorry I scared you." you smile as you bend down crossing your arms and resting them on the back of the couch as you lean in closely. If only he could see the view from the back. "Ya didn't scare me! Nothin scares the Great Mammon! Ya just caught me off guard is all! Shit, what are ya even doin up, aren't ya s'posed to be restin?" You smile sweetly at the frazzled demon and look into those gorgeous blue eyes of his, "should I go back to bed?" "NOOO! No! ... I- I mean.. it's not like I care..." he trails off. You tilt your head to the side and eye him suspiciously, "hmm". His tsundere tendencies don't faze you anymore. You know he's loved you since before he knew what love really was. You know he thinks the sun shines out your perfect ass. You wait patiently as his thoughts catch up to him. He's looking anywhere but you

"I- I mean...sorry I... I don't want you to go...I-" You smile as you reach out and gently lift his chin up to meet your gaze. Uncertainty swirls in those beautiful eyes shinning up at you and such a pretty little blush across his perfect face. You slide your hand to his cheek and slowly pull him in and plant a gentle kiss on his waiting lips. " I'm not going anywhere, puppy." Barely a whisper into his sweet lips. He melts into your touch as you you rub your thumb over his cheekbone. His blush probably reaches his knees by now. You remove your hand from his face after running it once through his soft hair. His ddd still in his left hand, catches your attention. You lean over slightly for a better look. While you're distracted, mammon takes the time to really soak you in. He looks at your beautiful face, your pretty pink hair, falling waves over your shoulders, those lips that haunt him all hours of the night. His eyes rake down your body, what he can see of it right now, he finally notices the shirt. "Zaeda, is tha-", "Watcha lookin at mams?".... He freezes as he remembers what he was doing before you were standing in front of him. He scrambles as you snatch his ddd from his hand and run behind the pool table. On the screen is a photo album. Full of pictures of you. You and him, but mostly you. You quickly scroll through the seemingly endless pictures (how does he even have so many?). "HEY! NO! STOP IT RIGHT NOW! THAT'S PRIVATE PROPERTY!" He jumps off the couch and runs to you and desperately tries to grab the device as you dodge him over and over, laughing. "Puppyyyy! It's cute! Look at all these! I'm flattered." You hold the ddd up over your head. "It's not what you think! I- was doin somethin- I was just-"

He stops dead in his tracks. Jaw agape.

"Y- you...you're...are you...um...you're not w-wearing anything under that shirt..." You notice a little too late that with your arm above your head like that you can juuust see the bare curve of your ass peeking out from the bottom of his shirt that hangs on your body so perfectly goddamn his heart is gonna bust out of his chest fuck he can see your nipple rings through the thin white fabric fuck why is his dick throbbing

"Fuck...." You turn his ddd off and lay it on the pool table and slowly make your way toward him, holding his gaze. "That part was supposed to be a surprise."

That's all so far! Lemme know what y'all think!

[karasu904]

Cw: Angst/Rejection/Unrequited love

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Lucifer declares his love to an MC that fears intimacy.

I’m not a writer, so you’ll have to bare with me here. 🙏

You are not sure how it happened, but you and Lucifer became friends, best friends even. You feel as though time is at a standstill whenever you two are alone together. The moments you spent together, and the the laughs you shared, all hold a special place in your heart. It feels as though Lucifer’s soul is deeply intertwined with your own. He is your other half, the person you can rely whole heartedly on. That’s why none of this should surprise you. It shouldn't, but you can’t help but feel shocked as he stands before you in this moment.

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You spent the day at Devil’s cost together. You and Lucifer won matching bracelets in the arcade. The two of you shared a scream-cheese pound cake slice before riding the Flying Devil Coaster, and the two of you promptly took turns tossing your cookies in the same waste bin afterward. In hindsight, you probably should have ate after the ride, but oh well! You walked along the hall of mirrors, accidentally bumping into a mirror while Lucifer laughed at you from behind. He smacked into a mirror seconds later, and you bubbled with laughter as he got so agitated, he switched to his demon form, huffing and puffing. You finished the day off by sharing some zebra steak skewers on the pier while watching some fireworks blossom over the sea.

The day was perfect… until…

“Mc.” Lucifer calls your name as he pulls at his collar in something of a nervous tick. He has called your name so many times before, but each time it sounds sweeter than the last. You look up at him as you rip some zebra steak off the skewer with your mouth and chew on it while telling him to go on with a head nod. “I feel as though the two of us complement each other rather well…” His cheeks start to heat up with a soft pink glow. You seem a bit confused and take another bite of your snack, this time slower than the first.

“You see” He starts to go on, his voice twinging with a bit of a shake as he almost seems nervous to you. “I feel as if the two of us are soulmates… I waited eagerly for you to find your way to me for so long…” He carefully reaches out, taking your hand into his own as you awkwardly hold the skewer in your other hand. His hand feels so warm and his touch gentle. You swallow the bit of meat in your mouth hard. You have a feeling you know where this was going, and you aren’t prepared!

“Mc.. You not only found your way to me, but you seamlessly blended yourself into my life that I sorely remember a time you weren’t there.” He looks into your eyes and you can see how vulnerable he is. The hair on the back of your neck starts to stand on edge with each word. He promptly clears his throat as a lump catches in it. You deserve nothing less than perfection, even if the emotions were rather high! “Ahem… What I’m trying to say is… I love you, MC.”

At that moment, your heart stops. You feel your blood run cold as the world becomes nothing more than a blob of color and lights. With all your might, you force out a soft mumble.

“What…?”

It was almost inaudible, but Lucifer eagerly catches your words and speaks up again.

“Mc, I am in love with you. I would be the happiest demon in the Devildom if you reciprocated my feelings.”

His crimson eyes were gazing at you eagerly… He was a man in love and his eyes reflected it. His gaze is gentle and longing, but all you could feel was your stomach twisting into knots as the pressure grows. Your heart starts to race now. You can feel your head pounding in response to your racing heart. Your breathing becomes shaky as you drop the skewer. It takes an eternity for it to plop on the ground as everything seems to slow down for you before stopping completely. Your vision tunnels in on itself. You are completely overwhelmed now, and your chest feels tight as if your heart is being squeezed by the reaper herself. You rip your hand away from Lucifer and take a step back.

Your breath is shaky, you can barely think straight, let alone let out a coherent sentence.

“I-I can’t. I-I don’t!” You manage to force out.

You can see the moment his heart shatters into millions of pieces. His face drops as if he watched his whole world crumble before him.

“Mc…” He called your name so many times before… but you never heard his voice break like this. His voice is soft and it shakes as if he were trying to stop the lump from welling up in his throat. You never saw him this vulnerable before. This broken… Tears start to slip down your cheeks. You turn your back to him and start to run as fast as you can! You fight your way through the hoards of people, bumping into people’s shoulders, nearly tripping as you try to fight to get away. Your eyes are stinging and you can feel an intense heat prickling at your cheeks. You desperately try to catch your breath, hoping that some air and some adequate distance will help you calm down. Why did he have to say it? Everything was perfect until he had to say that.

You stop suddenly in your tracks as if you could feel your heart pulling you to Lucifer; you turn around, and he is standing in the same place you left him. Tears are trickling down his rosy cheeks as he watches you run away. A glimmer of hope grows within him as you turn back to face him. He lifts a shaky arm as if he is trying to reach out to you. He wants nothing more than for you to hold him in your arms, and tell him everything will be okay. He craves your affection. He craves your love. He looks so pathetic standing all alone on the pier… You violently rip your gaze away from him as you feel equally as pathetic. As he watches you run away once more, his heart tears into two. He falls to his knees, covering his mouth to muffle his painful sobs. You rejected him. He is completely falling apart behind you, yet you continue to run away, unable to face Lucifer ever again…

Lucifer was a demon in love. He shall never make such a foolish mistake again.

[itzchasee]

*+:｡.｡ 𝐋𝐄𝐓'𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 𝐔𝐏 - obey me!

✍︎sypnosis: you want to prank your bf by telling him that you want to break up, but the things doesn't go as planned.

✍︎includes: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor.