#also lilith and mc are not related in this au

[turquoisesea01]

Not my male Lilith art has more likes than my other Lilith artworks 😔💔

Where are my women lovers 💔

Like come on

How can you not want to smooch this pretty lady?

[obeymelilith]

When AMAB MC (or AFAB MC with a strap either of those two lol) sent a d pic to Lilith while she’s gaming pfpfpf

[opiopal]

imagine just a regular human OM au,

as in like, no angels, no demons, no magic, none of that whatsoever, everyone is just their character trope but in a regular kinda sitcomy romance

RAD is just a fancy private school, Dia is like, the rich principals son who’s also like class president, and Luci is vice, snd luci made all his brothers join student council because he wanted them all to have at least one activity that would look good on a resume for them, mams is still known for being scummy, Levi is rarely seen at school cause he’s a shut in nerd, Asmo is super popular, ect. Ect. Literally it’s just them but… human. and mc showing up is just like, they qualified for this program and didn’t really know it(bc public schools suck at communication dog), and so they are suddenly told they’re gonna be flown halfway across the world for this, and the rest is history.

now, you guys are probably thinking, “Opi, you basically just said imagine OM but without the thing that makes it OM” and to that I say,

Yah lol,

BUT LISTEN!

it has potential to be cute, like, instead of big cool pact marks, it’s just the brothers who like mc doodling on their arms in pen when they’re bored, like they all do it and don’t really know why, but mc lets them so they do it. or like, mc is just given an item to signify that they gained that brothers friendship, like a bracelet, painted nails, a keychain, hairclip, a book, literally anything at all.

So maybe mc and mams becoming friends would have to be more of a hostage situation rather then an exchange??? Like, instead of “if I give you your credit card you gotta make a pact with me,” it’s “if you don’t give your brother his toy back I’ll cut your card,” and somehow it turned into mams hanging around mc more often, maybe he liked them being mean or something lol, we know how he is.

also, maybe this would make the brothers whole situation sadder?? Since it would practically be a highschool au, they’d all have to be like 16-19, so would this mean they got kicked out of their home after the death of their sister? Maybe their father, while in grief, decided to blame the seven of them for encouraging her? Maybe she got attacked/mugged, or got into a car crash with her bf? Obviously this work leave zero room for mc and her being related in a sense(maybe they had been friends in the past?) so the brothers beginning to like mc more would have to happen more organically instead of being pushed further along with the Lilith plot point.

Thought moving onto the other characters, Solomon is probably just a weirdo that’s into scifi stuff, and believes in a bunch of stuff(maybe ghosts are still real or something? So he gives mc things to ward off evil spirits as gifts) he’s probably still a student as well, but has back problems or something so everyone calls him old. Thirteen prolly just skips class whenever she feels like it(which is prolly always) so she’s rarely seen/isn’t seen until later into the series, but whenever she’s around she’s like, that one super cool side character that you want to hang out with but luci doesn’t allow it because he worries that she smokes behind the school or something wild like that. Mephisto I feel like would be that one kid you rarely see because he’s in all the honors and honors college classes, so unless you also get into one there’s a rare chance of seeing him around the school, though when you bump into him, he’s so weirdly passive aggressive, like sorry for breathing wrong I guess???? (He would totally get into a fight for someone stepping on his designer shoes) I could also imagine him pulling the whole “my father will hear of this!!” Crap. Though eventually he’d warm up and be pretty nice! Though wouldn’t wanna show it often in public, but he just might, only for mc of course. Raphael simeon and Luke are most likely those close family friends that you legit forget aren’t actually family because they’re so insanely close, and I can imagine they’re basically the same, though maybe luke isn’t a little speciest. Luke is most likely either just like, a 6th grader that is around sometimes, or is in a higher grade cause he was moved up. Simeon is on ao3, and TOL is totally an on going story he wrote in like the 5th grade and just kept it going because he realized people really really liked it. Levi is probably just one of those WEEEIRRDOOS who got the fics printed out into book format to keep physical copies of lol, rapheal.. I don’t know him very well, though I feel as if he’d be one of those like, eerily quiet kids, not like “the quiet kid” just.. he’s quiet, but you chat with him and he’s a bit of a nerd, not a raging one, but a chill one, and he likes his hedgehog, I could see him carrying a photo of his hedgehog around to show people.

now here’s the gag guys..

barbatos is the exact same, like there is nothing with him that seems different at all, he’s odd, he shows up randomly, he’s very attentive, and has his strong hate/fear of rodents. no one knows if he actually has any classes of his own because he just follows dia around all day long,

but yea, also no I’m not running out of ideas gang lol, this is just one of my many many OM AU’s I think about often, and I guess I’m just in a domestic mood today lol

[koji-haru]

What gave you the inspiration to make your AU?

Short answer? I'm delusional lmao.

Honestly, I was just bored during summer and thought, "why not get back to writing again?". I wasn't actually planning on staying long, like maybe write a few chapters and then dip and maybe delete the account once I'm bored. But here I am still, lol.

For the time travel au, I answered this before in another ask, but I just made my own version of @ironbatpaperturtle's time travel au since they deactivated and I really really wanted a continuation of that au. That, and I was just reading a couple of revenge stories, and as much as I love it, I also hated it when the authors usually make the mc not go through their revenge plot - 'revenge is bad' blah blah blah and then they get the bad end of the stick even though they were the initial victim. So, if you noticed with how I wrote the first parts of the time travel au, I made Adam very adamant and determined with his goals (he still is even in the latest chapters, even though he feels less worthy of the garden now). Now, I'm not saying the way I wrote Adam makes him a 'victim', my guy didn't even bother and try to maybe be friends with both Lucifer and Lilith in his second life. He's just a hater, and yes, that's a flaw, I'm not excusing it. I mean, at the start he was just cozying up to Mike to have a backup just in case things go bad. He does soften up in later chapters though.

Essentially, what I'm trying to say is that I mainly wanted a story not necessarily heavy on plot, but more so on the mc's development as a person.

For the swap au, well, I just love a good old role reversal story. It's just fun. Also, I'm not sure if anyone has noticed, but *kinda spoiler-ish* the swap au is, in a way, like the opposite of the time travel au. In what way? I won't elaborate lol. But it's fun! I love creating 'foils'; either for characters, developments, themes, or even whole stories. So, I guess, in a weird egoistic way, my own time travel au inspired me to write the swap au?

Honestly, I can't really properly answer what inspired me to write my aus. At the simplest reason, I just wanted to convey a theme or a feeling. That's how I usually start writing. Maybe I listen to a song, read a poem, see a nice picture, feel something, etc. Like I could be walking and something random would inspire me and I would just quickly make a note of 'the feeling' in my phone. Like one time I was on the bus and I thought the gloomy sky with the sun behind dark grey clouds looked pretty cool at that moment. It kind of reminded me of a hole in the sky, somewhat like a portal or a signal to the world ending, so I took note of that and now I have another story in the drafts (I don't think I'll ever get to it though, with how busy I am).

Sounds really lame, but I write to make an atmosphere, I guess? I just want to capture that sensation permanently into writing; doesn't matter if it's negative or positive or neither, I want it saved forever. So anything inspires me really, from the most random tunes to the prettiest words, and then I just piece them all together. I don't really have a singular inspiration.

What keeps me writing? I'm just too stubborn to leave things unfinished. There's also the fact that I'm currently obsessed with Adam lol.

On a somewhat related note, 'Birds of a Feather' by Billie Eilish really suits the time travel au.

So... Time travel au -> a soft, blooming change from within Swap au -> more like a crashing, unwanted change Promises au -> lonely people finding comfort with each other (I was probably just feeling lonely when I thought of this au tbh)

I'm not sure I answered your question properly, but, eh I tried. Really, I'm not artsy enough to draw proper, solid inspirations, I'm just a delusional student who's heavy into STEM - so no imagination at all lol.

Did I go off topic? Yes, multiple times. Did I answer your question, anon? Most likely not, sorry.

[lyrichi]

This is literally my first post ever but brainrot hit me like a train

Long story short; Obey Me x Cult of the Lamb! MC

Putting on some music so that I can get through this whole thought process

OKAY SO

I was playing cult of the lamb for the past like 3 hrs cause why not and it fucking hit me -- CotL MC and OM MC are both sheep things

So I thought what if they were the same

First off in this little au thing that my brain conjored here are some solid factors;

Barbatos, Diavolo and Lucifer know that mc runs a cult cause files and shit but they didn't share w anyone else who's involved in the program cause they didn't want to cause chaos and/or confusion

Narinder and Lilith are related closely but not the same person - like they're not blood related or anything but basically Lilith's death caused Narinder's "birth" or whatever

MC still has those cult recruitment abilities in the devildom but they don't try anything unless it's on lower level demons (they're tempted to try to recruit one or more of the brothers because of name rep but haven't risked it)

Solomon was apart of MC's cult but was a resenter and left after MC wasn't able to reeducate him (also doesn't tell anyone but vaguely holds it over the dateables' ((- the ones who know)) heads that they know more abt MC than they do)

They see each other for the first time and it's like that one spider man meme

MC is vaguely aware of the other worlds before entering the devildom before being summoned (?) for the program because of Narinder

MC is very good at cleaning/cooking/being the parent cause of the cult so they're basically unfazed by wack shit that happens

yeah ok uh

I have no clue whats gonna happen with this random ass au that I've made so here's some shenanigans;

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I feel that everyone else would find out abt the cult MC runs at dinner or something. Like, they're a bit tipsy and blurt it out to mammon and he says it a bit to loud (this is w the brothers);

MC downs another shot of whatever human-working alcohol they have and turn to face Mammon again. "So that's how I became a cult leader"

Mammon, obviously shocked, does a spittake on whatever he's drinking and whips his head towards MC. "You're a cult leader?!"

Obviously having said that a bit too loud, that causes all surrounding conversations to pause, possibly with a faint record scratch. MC realises that everyone's looking at them with variations of confusion and shock, and pauses themself. They look at Mammon with confusion in their eyes and answer.

"Yeah?" They look around at the varying stares and ask, "What's so wrong with that?"

A few seconds pass before anyone says anything. Satan clears his throat and starts, "You're the leader of-" but before he could finish anything Asmo pipes in, standing up and slamming his hands on the table. "For who?!"

"Uh.." MC looks away, not knowing how to explain their predicament, despite this new conflict bringing them right back to being sober. Before they could even think of what to say, the table erupts into questions and theories.

After a few minutes Lucifer calms down everyone, and turns to MC to let them continue.

"Not to burst bubbles, but it's for none of you."

They pause before speaking again, "I didn't mean it like that- it's just--"

Asmo sinks into his seat with some sort of defeated noise and Belphie comments; "See, I told you."

MC continues, ignoring them. "I was kind of forced into it.. I'm not being hurt or anything though!" MC waves their hands around in the air a bit trying to collect their thoughts before sighing. "That's why I leave to the human world every day."

MC offers this like it's some kind of grand explanation, but they really have no idea how to explain anything.

Beel, who didn't seem like he was paying any attention in the first place looks up with his mouth full and asks, "Why'd you hide it?"

"I didn't, Lucy did" MC takes a bite of whatever noodles were made with dinner tonight. They outwardly seem to be trying to avert attention from themself.

Satan mutters an "of course he did" before Mammon turns to Lucifer and loudly asks "Why?"

Lucifer composes himself before answering "I don't want to make their time here worse as we got used to having a human here in Devildom"

A few beats of silence go by before everyone starts talking over eachother again. Lucifer tries to quiet everyone down again, but MC interrupts with a simple "If you have any questions, just ask."

Silence falls over the table again, before Levi asks a question that he was almost positive everyone else had. "Why are you so devoted to it?"

MC chews for a second before answering. "My followers can't really take care of themselves, so if I'm not there at least once every two days, one or more of them will get sick, start resenting, or die."

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Etc etc.....

Yeah idk what else to do I think that night will just go on like that

Um

I feel that the rest of the ppl who don't know find out through the grape vine and it becomes that week's gossip. This is also how people find out which demons are apart of their cult and which aren't. Like with the clothing change and MC interacting with them a lot more

The gossip also kind of expands their cult, which MC is all for.

I feel like the demon bros would want to join but MC wouldn't let them because (after finding out about the cults run by humans for said brothers) they don't want to merge cults because of how close they are with their followers

I feel that the cult might split into two; the human half and the demon half.

The human half is exactly like the CotL cult, how they need to be taken care of basically and need sermons basically every day and what not. While the demon half is kind of just a RAD after school club where they get together every Friday or something and MC just checks up on them to make sure nobody is dying or something

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Yeah that's it I might add to this in the future

I might also do one of these for the binding of Issac

Love that game

Yeah anyway this is quite literally my first post ever uh

Hydrate y'all <3

[ratioyangreal]

Thank the cheese god for spawning your pinned post.

- for sunday x luocha, for the bible vibe maybe an alternate universe where the chicken is lucifer and loucha lilith (fluff, smut, whatever)

- welt x ratio, modern au where they are adoptive parents to little mc (mayvbe make caelus and stelle twins??) and they're helping them with their homework;

Also, can you show me the way to your blog where you post sampard and bronle, I rlly need it 🙏

Ehe, no problems, no problems :D

But by the sampard/bronle ships, I meant like other people who have other blogs for them, lol. I don't have a sideblog for sampard/bronle, and I don't plan on making one rn.

anyway, hope you enjoy!

- 🎗️admin

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a/n : As for the bible study ask, (I'll assume it's a Hazbin Hotel au, for the Lucifer & Lilith names), it sounds actually super cool. Headcanons cuz it's easier for me to write them for bible study lol.

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- So we all know that Sunday's the king of hell, right, but he rarely shows himself during exterminations, battles, or soul deals, or literally anything else.

- Cause this man's BUSY

- Like busy with meetings, doing more deals that gain his power, making himself unable to dethrone, etc.

- He's constantly making sure his assistants can do everything properly, running around his palace, just like.

- Ordering around his servants to do everything. Making sure they know how to do it, etc

- After he's sure no one in Hell can dethrone him,

- He just. Sleeps.

- Like just goes snmohg mimimimimi

- Obviously his bed’s like the Princess and The Pea story,

- like 5 fluffiest mattresses for him and he sleeps like a baby

- As soon as he lays down

- 💤

- (I feel like Loucha would just walk in on Sunday just passed out in bed

- And just doesn't care,

- He's just like, “oh ok my husband's asleep” and Sunday’s posing like jesus christ on the stick, closed eyes and everything.)

- (But then he wakes up because he heard the door creaking as Loucha opened it lmao.)

- Anyway, Sunday's a light sleeper and he probably locks his door whenever he sleeps too lmao.

- Just to avoid getting woken up.

- When he is awake, Loucha is either out travelling the rings of hell, or cooking something for the both of them.

- I feel like Loucha would just be like those girly girl queens that hit the slay pose every now and then /j

- anyway they're content with living like royalty and doing their own thing tbh

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a/n : For the modern au ratioyang with adopted children!cosmic twins, AAAAAAAA- I'm in love with it. Some headcanons because. Because :).

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OK SO-

- Ratio wasn't fond of the idea of adopting two kids from an orphanage at first, I mean.. they are there for a reason, right??

- Welt would probably be the one to convince him, let's say he just wants to adopt them both okay. And Ratio’s, not really interested in the idea at first.

- Because, children are a lot of work y'know

- Until,,,, Ratio finds out that they both hold a stelleron in them.

- So the two end up adopting both of them.

- He'd probably end up studying them if it wasn't for Welt smh /j

- And like, Ratio treats them like his students, strict and expecting the best manners, and grades.

- But Welt helps his partner show a bit more love to the twins, and which Ratio allows himself to actually treat them like children, his children. His and Welt's.

- (I'll assume they're in high school),

- Ratio firstly doesn't think his kids need help with studying or schoolwork,

- mainly because they've listened to both of their parents squabble over science, mathematical calculations, and other stuff related.

- So it surprises him when Caelus asks for help on chemistry.

- Obviously, he's all “You don't know how to do this? This is the most simplistic thing I've ever seen!”

- But he eventually does help him,

- (without being an egotistical ass)

- (believe it or not)

- Stelle, on the other hand, turns to Welt for help on maths.

- To which Welt happily accepts, and teaches Stelle like an actual good teacher, and makes sure she's listening and understanding.

- They both have very different ways of teaching, however both of their children end up passing their exams anyways.

- So they're both proud.

- (ratio shows caelus off to his class definitely)

- (All like “You see, Caelus is a perfect example of a good student. And you morons have to learn from him.”)

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[eli-chris]

Ok so i have a cool twst/om crossover

warning: lesson 16 spoilers ig

idk if this has been done yet but

so what if after Belphie kills mc, mc just gets their "new life" or whatever as yuu in twst. Now how would Mc/yuu get there? im still deciding whether it be (1) Solomon did something beforehand to cause us to travel to another universe (maybe like he was cooking around us and the smell of it caused it) (2) Lilith's magic was stronger than intended to we switched universe (3) Barbatos did something.

On the topic of Barbatos i also have an au where the Magic Mirror and Barbatos are related somehow like maybe he created it but Solomon wanted to show him a potion and sent it to the twst universe or like Barbatos has like a secret brother/cousin that is the magic mirror and that brother/cousin can control the mirror from the om universe. Anyways this was random. i hope this makes sense.

Btw dont know if this was obvious but this is NOT a replace au of whatever its called

[sawyersorbet]

Alright its 12am time to talk about my Obey Me Madoka AU again.

This time i wanna talk about the rest of the main magical girl group. I’ve already talked a bit about MC and Lilith’s roles in a previous post so lets cover everyone else.

Notes: My MC uses he/him, apologies if that bothers you. Also something that should be mentioned is that in every AU and even my “rewrite” of the main timeline MC AND LILITH AREN’T RELATED IN ANY WAY, AT ALL. I legitimately don’t know why Solmare thought that would be a good idea. I also haven’t developed these guys fully (mainly their wishes) but i’m trying.

Word Count: 757

Okay, starting off with Rose.

Rose Casanova is a 29 year old human exchange student at RAD. She fills the role of Mami, being the oldest of the group and having been a magical girl for a bit longer then the rest. She’s a part time actress and part time volleyball player, while also studying art in her free time.

Rose is an extremely hard worker, having done all she could for her younger sisters in their parents absence. Their mother and father are divorced, and the girls stayed with their dad. He’s a good father, but he’s usually busy working. While they would visit their mother every so often, and she is also a good mom, she had moved out of state to be with her new boyfriend.

As a magical girl, Rose is the leader of the team as she’s been one the longest. (if you don’t count how MC spent years rewinding time.) She’s mainly focused on long range, standing a fair distance away and being able to help guide the rest in fights.

Next is Nikolai.

Nikolai Winters is a 453,000 year old demon who’s been studying at RAD while trying to get his painting career off the ground. Nikolai fills the role of Sayaka, having self healing abilities and a strong (stubborn) sense of heroism.

Nikolai doesn’t speak to his parents much these days, as he wanted to pursue his art and his parents didn’t see the value in it, causing Nikolai to leave. They call him every so often and they have nice small talk, but thats about where their interactions end. At some point, Nikolai managed to sneak into the human realm where he met a 20 year old Luka. The two have been friends for the past 4 years, and he’s excited when he sees a familiar face in the exchange program list.

As a magical girl Nikolai is pretty capable of fending for himself, however he tends to forget everything except what he’s attacking so he works better as a duo with someone or in a group. Although if he gets attacked it’s not too big of a deal, considering his previously mentioned healing abilities.

Speaking of Luka.

Luka Himura is a 24 year old human who joined the exchange program to see Nikolai, while also wanting to learn more about the Devildom in general. Luka fills the role of Kyoko, being a veteran magical girl and loving to pit his ideals against others.

Luka moved away from his family a while ago, stemming from his older sister’s death. She was working on becoming a doctor, when it all became too much for her. Luka keeps in touch with his parents, and has dinner with them every so often, but he can’t get over his sister’s absence. Meeting Nikolai made him feel like he didn’t have to worry about anything else for a while, causing Luka to invite Nikolai to stay with him for a few months until the gate to the Devildom opened again.

As a magical girl, Luka is a very fiery person. He loves fighting, and testing his abilities. He’s a short range/melee fighter like Nikolai, however he can spawn fireballs and kick them for longer range attacks. He’s also a good runner, making it easier for him to traverse the field.

Now that completes the quintet, but theres still one more.

Grey is a 9 year old kid from presumably the human world, having somehow ended up in the Devildom by accident. Being picked up by MC and essentially being MC’s adopted son. He acts as a Nagisa equivalent, being very food motivated but even more motivated to help his dad.

Grey’s biological mother passed during his birth and his father left him alone, and he somehow found a way to the Devildom in that time. While Grey misses his father, he prefers his dad (MC) much more. MC tries to raise Grey the best he can, even with all the time traveling he’s doing. Grey gets along pretty well with the rest of the group, as he tries to learn techniques from them as well.

As a magical girl, Grey isn’t much suited for combat. Preferring to act as support from the sidelines. He doesn’t have the best grasp of his abilities, but is a very quick learner.

I’ll hopefully have their designs ready soon, unfortunately i’ve been hitting some artblock recently. Still, i hope i can at least have their concept designs ready soon. Alright, thanks for reading, have a nice day.

[goobigon]

Alive! Lilith Au

Now, I've been thinking about Lilith a lot lately, especially now that I have some mythological context behind her, and I really wanted to give my take on how the obey me universe would be if she never died. From where I'm at in the game (lesson 31) I haven't seen much about her beyond the fact that she was a loving sister who fell in love with a human, etc. etc. so just keep in mind that I have little to no insight on her beyond the badass she was in mythology, and I wish people put that into their characterization of her since it's a really refreshing idea. I'm also not too clear on the exact timeline which certain events happened, things like the timing of the war are still a mystery to me, lol. And, of course, I want her to be a main love interest like her brothers, so her and MC are not related.

Before the fall-

Lilith is the youngest of her angel brothers, created by God (their father) with the sole purpose of creating life and accompanying Adam, the first human. Of course, she agreed, she would never go against God, and she became very enamored with humans in general.

However, she refused to be submissive to Adam, which angered God when He caught word of this. At first, He went easy on Lilith the way He had done before, evident of her unruly hair and general lack of obedience to her older brothers that was always left for them to deal with- a free spirit, they called her. He explained that it was her place to submit to Adam and do what he wanted, but time and time again she refused.

Because of this seeming 'betrayal' and 'disobedience' to God Himself, He had made a cruel example out of her in front of her angel brethren, and casted to Hell where she would be forced to live for the rest of eternity.

As she was falling, no regrets ever crossed her mind- she only wished for the happiness of her brothers and the prosperity of humans. Her pearly white feathers became dark as the night sky, brown ridged horns violently sprouted from her head with her blood rushing down her face, canines sharpening in her mouth.

Then, she hit the ground, hard. She hadn't even realized how out of control of her own body she was until that moment, not even being able to stop herself from landing so harshly. She couldn't make a sound as she saw a large, menacing demon approaching, her body gave out before she could do anything.

After that, the story would generally follow the same as it was, just Lilith being there too; Lucifer making a deal with Diavolo and the other brothers following suite. I want to get into the character building now!

Personality-

Even after the fall, Lilith had remained the same curious, free-spirited girl, though her disobedience to beings of higher power (someone like Prince Diavolo or her own older brothers) became more chronic than ever. She still loved to visit the human realm with the intention of just watching, after having watched Eve fail too at being the very thing she been made as replacement for- becoming the first human sinner in the process- Lilith decided just to sit back and watch, trying to understand why humans act and think the way they do.

Though she has a childlike sense of curiosity and hope for the humans that can come off as pure naivety, Lilith is actually a very caring and responsible figure. And, very popular in the Devildom, especially with any female identifying or born beings.

She's actually the one most often put in charge when Lucifer is away, her brothers trust her with responsibilities more than Mammon. But she still is pretty mischievous, she just gets youngest sibling and only girl privilege/ doting from her brothers. And when the people she cares about are in need of help, she's the first to arrive, when things need to get done, she's most likely already done it.

Lilith's love is dependable, sturdy, and strong. You can always count on her to be there for you, and you'll never question her love in the slightest. She's protective but it's almost never suffocating, and if she loves someone, it takes a lot to actually change those feelings, the only person to have done that was God and Adam- like I said, it takes a lot to make her lose her love for someone. However, the same could be said about her hatred. She will bear lifelong hatred for someone and have no intentions of forgiving nor forgetting.

She doesn't like having set opinions on someone based solely on word of mouth or a few encounters, so, if she has an opinion on someone at all, that means they've piqued her interest in some way or another.

Chores around the house that most brothers had tried to avoid, Lilith did with no complaints, usually she just gives an eyeroll at the immaturity of them. She kept the HOL in top shape, her brothers hadn't even realized it was her that kept everything working until she was on a trip for a few days, and during that time about 3 sinks started leaking, the TV was broken, and 5 doors came off their hinges.

But don't ask her to do chores if you actually wanted her to do them. She gets irrationally upset when someone tells her what to do, especially if it's someone who holds any sort of power, and either outright refuses, or even makes it worse on purpose.

Having been both an angel and demon while having been married to a human for a short time, she loves to see the differences in morality, thinking patterns, and reasoning.

She also enjoys gardening from time-to-time; she lived in the garden of Eden but holds a lot of resentment to what it represented for her- so she's determined to make something better from the plants in the Devildom. The thousands of years of cultivation had created a quite breathtaking oasis for her to unwind in- maybe her brothers or MC can use it too, but with a direct invitation! She's very proud of what she made, and she doesn't want them to ruin it!

Relationships-

From an outside perspective, it seemed almost like she really held no respect for her brothers, which, for the most part, is completely untrue.

Lucifer- After their fall to the Devildom, Lilith was really upset that Lucifer had made a deal with Diavolo, it was hard enough for her to not blame herself for the fact that seven of her brothers were now in Hell too, but she wanted them to live as freely as they could. But she tries her best to look past that, and she still upholds a great respect and love for Lucifer, even if it doesn't look that way to others.

Mammon- Lilith loves witches, while Mammon has a pretty bad history with them. She loves to exchange embarrassing stories of Mammon with them, but the moment she senses that Mammon is in real danger of making an unwilling pact with one, her scary protectiveness is immediately brought forth, and the situation is quickly taken care of. She's proud of him despite his stupidity and will always be thankful for his presence and his emotional awareness to and of others.

Leviathan- Despite his awkwardness and envious nature, he always lets Lilith join him in his gaming, not getting upset when she refuses to accept his help and instruction and soon messes up his progress in-game. She has to push him to actually be present for certain events since he is a pretty important person in the Devildom, but there could be worse. He is very jealous of her sense of freedom and how she's not afraid to stand her ground, but when is he not feeling jealous?

Satan- He was born from the product of pure wrath, he never felt as if he could ever be an individual, never living for a purpose other than being a byproduct of something bad, and, in a way, Lilith could relate to that. She was created for the purpose of being Adam's wife, and she also had times when she thought that was all she could ever be to anyone. Despite never verbally expressing this to one another, they seem to have a deep understanding of each other. Satan also regularly supplies her with history books whether they be fiction, nonfiction, romance, and so on- and they love discussing their thoughts afterwards.

Asmodeus- Asmo LOVES his sister with all his heart, he really does, but he absolutely HATES that she doesn't care about her physical appearance at all. Her hair is beautiful, but it would be more beautiful if she'd let him clean up her curls and have them not look like she just got caught in a whirlwind. She refuses to wear makeup or let Asmo use her as a doll he can just dress up and accessorize. She's also pretty weary of the fact that Asmo made a pact with someone, especially when that someone acts so suspicious and clearly has ulterior motives, she is constantly keeping an eye on him in case anything goes badly between them. But in every comment section of Asmo's Devilgram posts, you can always find Lilith there hyping him up and complimenting him.

Beelzebub- Beel is always surprised when Lilith is able to carry him in her arms so effortlessly the same way he does! When they hang out, it tends to be pretty chill, not particularly doing anything, just content with being in each others company. Beel, however, is one of the brothers Lilith is most apprehensive about bringing into her garden since he has a history of eating tasty looking plants- she won’t be able to quell her primal anger even if it was towards her sweet brother, Beel.

Belphagor- Now, I wanted to give my unique take here… Lilith and Belphie love each other very much, of course. However, there is a big thing that drives a painful wedge between them that has yet to be fixed. After Lilith fell, Belphie despised humans since he blamed them for her suffering and demon-hood, he swore to destroy the human realm the moment he could. But that’s not what Lilith thought at all, yes- she did partially blame Adam for what happened, but most of all she blamed her Father, she still loved humans and wanted nothing more than for them to prosper! Belphie and her fought and fought over their ideals, their anger clouding their minds, Lilith felt like she was getting told what to do and think by her brother, her anger was growing at an alarming rate, unable to contain. Deep down, she knows that Belphie is only trying to do what he thought was best for her, but all she wanted to do was think for herself. While he was “away for the exchange program” Lilith opted to stay quiet about her brother, hoping that being in the human realm would fix his thinking. Even after the events of chapter 16, their relationship is still pretty strained, they do love one another, but it’s hard to fix all that was said and done before.

MC- Woo boy, they/ you would have such an interesting, rocky, and complex journey before it would become a romantic relationship. I want to do a whole separate post (and possibly series 🤭) explaining the slow burn that would occur!!

But for now I’ll give you some broad strokes:

When you first arrived in the Devildom, she saw you as something similar to an experiment, or an up close and personal study of humans that she’s always wanted to do. She keeps you at an arms length at all times to watch how you would adapt in such a different environment, but keeping you at enough of a distance so that you wouldn’t get in her way. You’re cute, but in a scared puppy (or sheep) kind of way- a fish out of water, she wants to help you out but watching you naturally is a lot more interesting.

But when you managed to force Mammon into a pact with you, her guard automatically is raised. She’s a bit pissed, but if Mammon deserved it and seems to be weirdly ok with it rather quick, then she’ll leave it be.

If you even hint at the idea of making a pact with her not long after you got Mammon, she’ll get mad. Being in a pact would mean you could control her, and she’s not letting that happen, no lowly human will ever be anything more than her equal. You are a human who hasn’t done anything to earn enough of her respect for her to consider you anything more than a pathetic, magic-less, human.

A pact with her would come pretty late, one of the last pacts you’d get- and it’d be a lot like Lucifer’s: belonging to one another rather than her belonging to you.

calls you “sweet pea.” 🤭💕

Here’s my head canon of what Lilith would look like, insp @turquoisesea01 !

That’s all for now! I plan on making a lot more for this!

[misc-obeyme]

I think i forgot to add context on the song I linked. my worde aren't working to even form a proper sentence and IDK why it happens because his story is fully fleshed out :( (<lie)

lets ignore the song is about lovecraft m'kay,, I just love Aviators & their songs are Barbatos headcanon & om au fuel ـ

It's about future visions both Sharo (my mc) & Barbatos have since they share the same power (being a reality warper, but like, Sharo's is way weaker) :<

and the visions aren't only visual imo, they can be smells, tastes, sounds,, anything. even as far as shbconsciously not walking over an area. they can be very vague to very vivid. (ex. not walking over smth can have a varity of meanings like a tiny prop there or a dead body or a large dangerous pit while the visions can be as vivid as the realoty they're in.)

the song talks about voices and Sharo had these "hallucinations" from childhood. the doctors diagnosed him with schizophrenia and Barbatos didn't really,, look too much into his hallucinations (and Sharo was coping lol) until they both heard something. Barbatos realized it was from another timeline and was about to go on with his day, but seeing Sharo flinching made him realized he has also heard it too which makes him curious about the "human" who was mistakenly brought to the devildom lol

I have no idea how to talk about them. more op mcs please

Ohhh that all sounds super interesting!

Okay, so Sharo has visions (though this can be basically through any sense) from other timelines and Barbatos figures out that Sharo is like him because they both hear something from another timeline.

The fact you've got human in quotes makes me think Sharo must not be fully human? Is this at all related to Lilith's angel DNA or is it something different?

And what does Barbatos do once he figures out that Sharo has the same power as him? I mean, he's gotta be curious I bet he doesn't run into that ever.

I hope Barbatos tells him about it so that Sharo realizes the truth about what's happening. I suspect that'd be kind of a relief to finally understand why he's having those visions and things.

Of course you needn't answer any of my questions if you don't want to lol I'm just perpetually curious about such things! Feel free to ignore or answer whatever you like!

[girlinthetardis04]

Things about Sara:

(Aka my Obey Me! MC)

with a side of headcanons/au lore

She is 147cm short tall

She speaks Italian

Has no siblings

She's dating Beelzebub

She's not technically the MC from the game, since she lives in a separate timeline

She's not related to Lilith (because she's still alive in this timeline)

Because she almost died during her birth, her soul isn't fully tethered. This means that she can't form pacts or use magic, as it would kill her.

Ever since getting to the Devildom, she started getting night terrors. They only stopped after Lilith joined the exchange program in the second semester

Mostly introverted, she spends most of her time with Leviathan

Her and Leviathan are spirit twins (creatures whose "souls" were made with the same spiritual material. They're typically very hard to find because they tend to be different species. Beelzebub and Belphegor are spirit twins, and so are Asmodeus and Auriel, and Eden and Luke)

One of her biggest interests (aside from anime and videogames) is marine biology and sea monster legends. That's why she immediately tried to befriend Leviathan

She sees the three oldest as her own older brothers

The brothers that scare her the most are Satan, Asmodeus and Mammon

Joined the ALL with Satan and Belphegor (mostly because she likes to inconvenience Lucifer, she doesn't actually dislike him). Lilith joined too when she moved in

Is kind of like Chloe from Lucifer (2016) in that she was specifically made for the brothers. Even if the exchange program didn't exist and she had run into them, they wouldn't have been able/willing to hurt her

Somehow managed to make Henry 1.0 like her and kept him as her pet. If none of the brothers are able to accompany her out, she'll take him along with her because he'll try to kill anyone that comes too close to the human

She has friends outside of the main cast at RAD. Specifically Regan and Virgil, two lesser demons who have a Human World Appreciation Club at school

She has a pet black cat in the human world

Also a "pet" wild raven that she rescued after it fell out of its nest

Unlike the canon MC, she's not immune to Asmodeus's charm

Tends to hide her eyes behind her bangs. The only ones who have seen them uncovered are Beelzebub and Leviathan

Has made it a point to meet all the Avatars of Sin and Virtue

Lilith is her guardian angel

In her timeline, Belphegor didn't actually kill her, he just tried (then again so did everyone else lmao 💀)

Her mother does know about the exchange program, and pretty much accidentally became a coparent to the six younger brothers

Her parents named after the Sara from the Book of Tobit (iykyk look it up)

Her singing voice sounds like Ado

If any of the brothers yell at her or simply get too mad while she's around, she'll get nosebleeds. This always happens with Satan regardless of if he's outwardly angry or not

While she doesn't have any magic, she can astral project

[turquoisesea01]

Obey Me Alive Lilith AU

General knowledge that Obey Me give us that I decided to keep!

- The youngest and beloved sister of her six brothers

- Real close with Beelzebub and Belphegor

- Gets scared easily

- When angry, it’s difficult to calm her down

- Fallen for a human man when visiting the human realm

- Caught for attempting to changing her human lover’s lifespan by taking the forbidden fruit

Lilith Survive The Great Celestial War/ Fallen Angel Lilith

- Lilith moved a bit trying to dodge the arrow, it struck on her arm. Caught her off guard she fell.

- Her white feathers turn black as horns painfully grew out of her head.

- During her fall, she can only think about her human lover and her brothers. She never get the chance to give the fruit to him nor have the knowledge if he was cured or dead. She feel ashamed of her self for dragging her brothers into the war

- And here’s the thing, since Lilith has survived the war in this AU, Lilith and Mc are NOT related!

Life in Devildom /Demon Lilith/ The Celestial Catalyst

- After the war, Lilith shut herself out once she has her room in the House of Lamentation, isolating herself from her brothers. Couldn’t bear to see their face without feeling guilt. Too scared to see them .

- She felt that her brothers resent towards her for being the catalyst of the war.

- She hasn’t come out of her room ever since unless her brothers all went to sleep, she’ll roam around and grabs food and drinks to take it to her room.

- Usually shut herself in her room painting and reading.

- Until centuries and years has gone by, she discovers video games and anime. She grew curious after listening to her 3rd eldest brother, Leviathan, rambles about a series called “The Tales of the Seven Lords”.

- Ever since then, she becomes obsessed with video games and anime as well!

- Just like Leviathan, Lilith is a hikikomori

Online Persona : MidnightXSirius

- Lilith became attached to the Internet that had made herself an online persona, she goes by MidnightXSirius

- She started as a TSL fan page account, gushing and commenting about her favorite characters!

- Until later on she discovers about digital art!

- She then made an alternate account for her to post her artwork, wether it’s fanart or original artwork! She then later became a freelance artist! (Now she can use her money instead of Lucifer’s—)

- She also owes a gaming channel! Too embarrassed to show her face, she rather kept her face and voice hidden. She edited her videos through text to speech, replacing her voice which require heavy editing!

First Encounter

- After Lucifer led MC back to their room, Mc couldn’t help but to be curious about the staircase. They couldn’t sleep. How could they not? Their curiosity is eating them alive! And so they wait until they get out of their room. However just before they can get to the staircase

- Some light noises can be heard from the kitchen, their curiosity had now turn to the kitchen. What was that? Would that be Beelzebub?

- Sneaking their way to the kitchen, they took a peek and saw a figure, rummaging through the fridge.

- That is not Beelzebub.

- No. This figure appears that they have long hair and Mc recalled that the brothers don’t have any longer hair.

- A thief? Is this person stealing food?!

- What the hell are they going to do? They can’t tell Lucifer about that! He’ll get suspicious about why they’re not in their room!

- And certainly they can’t ask Mammon. They’re not close and it seems that Mammon doesn’t like them, not even considered to be an acquaintance!

- Asking the rest of the brothers are out of the question! They’re not comfortable with talking to them!

- With no options, MC took a deep breathe and entered the kitchen sneakily.

- Well it seems that Mc realized that their stealth wasn’t good because the floor creak.

- The figure quickly lifted their head up, in a high alert state, they look everywhere until their sight is on MC.

- With the refrigerator open, the dim light shows the mysterious figure. A person with a feminine face, dark skin with moles adore their face. The color of their hair was uncertain due to the light but it’s seems more of a greyish color with a hint of blue

- Blueish greenish eyes widen in shock at the sight of MC. “Eek!!” Shutting the door of the fridge quickly, the mysterious “person” scrambled their way out through the kitchen

- Mc stood there dumbfounded, they’re relief that they’re not attack.

- Looks like they’ll have to ask Mammon in the morning…Goodness gracious…

Hello hello! Yoshi here! Hope you guys enjoy the little blurb of Mc and Lilith’s first encounter! :D!

[bbnibini]

hi hi! some ask game questions for your lilith <3 so cool to see people flesh her out more, shes such a fascinating character!

01: What's their relationship with MC (if they exist alongside this AU Lilith)?

04: What do they look like? Do you have a picture/picrew of what you envision them to look like?

08: Anything you heavily associate with them? A color, a word, a picture, or something else?

11: Bonus: something else you really want to share about them that isn't mentioned on here ♡

Hi there! Thanks for the ask! c: I really liked how Lilith turned out in writing; she's really fun to write about and I wish there's more of her in the game. It's great that she has more lore in NB. Agreed! She's such a cool grandma💖.

01: What's their relationship with MC (if they exist alongside this AU Lilith)?

Unfortunately, they don't really know each other cause she's dead. :( For some reason, I think of her like the type of grandma who likes feeding their grandkid and sneaking them out to chill in amusement parks or malls on a weekday. She has such a fun, rebellious and unhinged nature that MC also has canonly in the game and it's really interesting to see! 04: What do they look like? Do you have a picture/picrew of what you envision them to look like?

Designing and art isn't my forte so I just based off her looks on the manga version of Lilith.

I did commission some art pieces of her with Samael and Levi! (Please note Samael is an OC-fied version of Simeon and is not an angel nor related to anyone in the Celestial Realm. It's complicated but his "Simeon" appearance is borrowed from a close friend. He actually doesn't look like that. If he were given a more human-like form, he would look more like an older version of Levi Her looks and colour palette are intentionally the same with Satan because Satan was made in her image (Lucifer was thinking about her when they fell). There's some of Lilith's traits that are reminiscent of Satan as well: her being a book nerd, her curiosity, her tendency to prank Lucifer, etc.

She always wears a flower on her hair; typically Abyssal Carnations (which are just carnations IRL but are much rarer since they're grown in the darkness/the AU's version of the underworld where Samael governs)

08: Anything you heavily associate with them? A color, a word, a picture, or something else?

Despite carnations being her favourite flower, I think of "lily/lilies" fitting her a lot. Not because of the flower itself but a passage from "Song of Solomon" which actually inspired the title of the spinoff I wrote before(and also her human name!):

"I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys. As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters. As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste. He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love. Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me...The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills. My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone; Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away. O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely. Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes. My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies." -Song of Solomon

11: Bonus: something else you really want to share about them that isn't mentioned on here ♡

I actually shared some things about Lilith on another RB, if you want to take a look, you can click here!

Most of her lore such as her being rebellious and sassy and being "friends" (they're married and she's down bad) with Samael is taken from lore and RL references. Samael and Leviathan being biological siblings is a creative liberty, mostly because some texts refer Samael as the serpent/connected to the serpent (depending on the source) who tempted Eve in the Garden of Eden. Since Levi also is associated with snakes and serpents, I was like "Wow you know what would be interesting-" and glad I made the choice since canon NB is vague enough for me to interpret Levi and Simeon's relationship to be familial. I'm glad canon also made Levi one of the reasons why Simeon wrote TSL ;w: I love Lilith's, Samael's and Levi's family dynamics so much!

[still-a-morosexual-help]

i’m not sure if you’ve spoken about this before but what do you think about all the replaced mc aus? ofc the bond that mc and the brothers couldn’t be replicated by a new student. the brothers were very reluctant to form a pact with mc and only did so under very specific circumstances and under the knowledge that mc wouldn’t abuse those pacts (bc tbh mc only ever uses the pacts to get them to calm down). and presumably new students wouldn’t stay in the house of lamentation. i can’t remember if it’s stated in the actual story, but i’m pretty sure mc only stayed with the brothers to protect them from the anti-human sentiment in the devildom which seems to have calm down at the end of mc’s first exchange programme. plus the brothers and mc have been through a lot togther bc they were forced to spend so much time together. but i can’t really picture what new human exchange students would look like so i was wondering if you have any posts or if you’ve got old posts that talk about this.

YOU ARE SO LUCKY!?

Finding old posts on my tumblr is so fucking hard (yes yes I'm currently making a masterlist) but yesterday a new person reblogged a bunch of my posts and it's not common enough for people to reblog things, specially in bulk? (which guys likes are great but reblogs are what keeps posts moving y'know) so I went to check what they reblogged and it was the first replaced MC ask - so all I had to do now was go back to their reblog and from there go to my original post & find the rest!

Sorry, that was off topic but yeah...

Yup in S1 they said MC was staying with the brothers because of anti-human sentiment but at this point in S4 they've also said that though some of that is still there people have also become more accepting so I don't think it's likely at all for someone else to end up in the HoL

MC making the pacts were also under very special circumstances;

I have one whole post about Mammon's pact formation and how he said in s3 he wouldn't make a pact with any random human & so why MC never was just any random human

They formed a pact with Levi 'cos they already had one formed with Mammon & so he told them how to go about doing so.

They formed a pact with Beel because they tried to protect Beel from Lucifer at the cost of their own life and listened to his troubles about Lilith's death - Lucifer's come far enough that he's not gonna go around threatening to kill his brothers or random humans and Beel's more or less had his closure that now talking about Lilith won't be a big enough deal to warrant a pact

They formed a pact with Asmo because Solomon gave them a bit of his magic which reacted with the latent magic they got from Lilith and it impressed Asmo

They formed a pact with Satan as a sign of friendship after he first tried to force them into a pact to piss off Lucifer - Satan's no longer at that stage where he would do something like that just to piss off Lucifer

Belphie formed a pact with them because he manipulated them, spent one on one time with them without the others, got released by them & then killed them (and yes maybe a little because they were related to Lilith) - his pact was absolutely a sign that they were both ready to put all that behind them AND that he could no longer hurt them like that

Lucifer tried to frame his pact as a way to establish dominance but he absolutely formed it as a show of trust and to show they were past of the family (afterall the first thing he does in S2 is give them a key to the house) and though Lucifer has grown to trust people more I don't see him trusting people enough to call them close friends and family considering how protective he is over his friends and family. And how he refuses to make a pact with Solomon despite the fact that he now falls into the category of a close family friend

Plus there's a lot of canon evidence that MC isn't fully human and since people can't seem to pin what they are and given Lilith's circumstances they're probably the only one of their kind so I'm not sure how the replaced MC AU would work in that regard...

Also you're not gonna go through so much with one person and then replace them? If anything a friend group will expand to absorb the new people like it's doing with Thirteen, Raphael & Mephisto

Anyway here are my previous posts talking about the Replaced MC AU:

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3

4

[alleycat-arcade]

Game Continue! The Seven Lords: Those Who Remain

@pastelhologram asked: Wait. What about The demon bros reaction to Mc being the Person lilith fell in love with. Like maybe an au where he's not Related to lilith but instead he's the person she fell for. Even better if They're first impression of Mc is that he didn't deserve Lilith, but as time goes on, They start seeing what lilith saw.

(This is Part 2! I recommend reading Part 1 first, which you can find here. Due to some internet issues on my end, there has been a little bit of a delay in my writing TwT. I deeply apologize for the wait! There is an off chance I may re-write Beel and Belphie's parts at some points, but that is just my inner perfectionist talking there.

Also as an apology for such a long delay, here is a link to the video that is almost always playing while I am writing fics n' stuff. No it is not a rickroll this time.)

Everburning Candle(Part 2) (Obey Me! Younger Brothers x Male/Masc! Mc/Reader)

Content Warnings: Mc/Reader uses he/him pronouns. Spoilers for Pretty much all of season one (Chapters 1-20), since pacts, reasoning behind certain pacts, and Lilith are discussed. I hope you don't mind me adding a few of my personal headcanons! Hurt/Comfort overall, with traces of blood and acts of violence. The book from Satan's part in not meant to be real lol. Asmo's part has mentions of sexual acts, but other than that its good. In terms of descriptions of violent acts, Belphie's is the most intense. Also I am infected with the angst plague, I apologize my dudes. But other than that its all good.

(I'm not gonna copy the whole intro to prevent it from being too long. You can find it in the first part. <3)

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Satan:

It was hard for Satan to deny that he was curious about you. Similar to Lucifer, he picked up on the fact that you had a delayed response whenever they would call you by what they thought was your name, but the unofficial detective also noted something else interesting. Oddly, you seemed wise beyond your years when in came to the topic of human history. In tandem with the Exchange Program, Diavolo had established electives for RAD students that studied both Human and Angel history. You happened to be in this class at the same hour as him, and he couldn't help but be curious about how you could barely pay attention in class yet get near perfect scores.

Yet, the Avatar of Wrath couldn't find it within himself to pay more attention to you than basic curiosity. He had quite a few other things to worry about, and a strangely smart human exchange student wasn't too high on his list of priorities. There were humans out there with eidetic memory, so it wasn't too hard to believe that you could just have a lot of knowledge about Human history that you acquired prior to the Exchange Program. At most he would stare at you quizzically from time to time during Humanity Studies, as you scribbled away in your notes that only had brief concepts of what the teacher was saying written down.

The evening after you formed a pact with Leviathan, Satan felt his curiosity spike as you suddenly pulled Lucifer away from the group to talk about something. His interest only rose as the Eldest pinned you against the wall in his demon form, your voice too far away for him to hear exactly what you had said to piss him off so much. If it weren't for the whispers of the contents of your conversation that passed around the room, he may have congratulated you for getting Luci so angry and escaping with your life.

Now, Satan had never truly known Lilith. Seeing as he had been brought into existence during her final hours and was not in a state of cognizant awareness at the time, he had no memory of those final moments of her life. At most he had the hazy memories left over from Lucifer that give him a basic concept of her features, and the stories that his brothers would tell about her. But even those stories were strained and missing details, due to their grievances of the loss of their sister.

And yet, even with a decent reason to approach and question you, he strayed away. You held likely all the answers he had ever wanted to know about the deceased sister that his brothers loved so much, but he couldn't bring himself to even speak to you. Something about being in your presence brought an odd pain to his chest, one only made worse when he'd see the ways his brothers would stare at you. Looks of disgust, anger, and sadness were directed at you, causing Satan to recoil upon contact. As much as he may mess with his siblings, he still deeply cared about them and did not want to bring them anymore grief by hanging around you in front of them.

Besides the TSL Quiz, the two of you had hardly ever spoken to each other. You were a sort of Enigma, a boy that both drew him in and pushed him away at the same time. A temptation he swore to never give into, but... he was a demon after all. And sometimes you just needed to give someone a little nudge for them to dive headfirst into their desires.

It had been an awful day for the Avatar of Wrath. Scratch that, a dreadfully awful day. Nearly everything had seemed to go wrong for him, as if the worst bad luck curse imaginable had been secretly placed on him the night before. He had woken up late and dealt with a lecture from Lucifer, tripped and fell up the stairs at RAD and nearly broke his nose, someone in class had spilled Poison Veggie Juice all over his notes and textbook and scurried away too quickly to face his wrath, and to top it all off he had realized that he both forgot his lunch at him and didn't bring any extra Grimm with him to pay for anything to eat. If he had been in a better mood he may have asked one of his colleagues to borrow a little Grimm, but he felt that if he had to talk to another person today he'd blow up in their face. Thus, once RAD was over and it was time to leave, Satan hurried home to hide away in the Library until his Wrath subsided.

What he had expected to find was the library silent and empty so he could relax, but it seemed luck was still not on his side today. The sound of pencil on paper drew his attention, now staring at you seated at the table in the middle of the room. It seemed as if you hadn't noticed him enter at all, too focused on the book in your hand that you had begun to litter with colorful sticky notes. A pile of similarly marked books sat to your left, with a slowly decreasing pile of normal books awaiting their fate sat at you right. On a normal day, with a different person, Satan may have found some respect in how you were taking such details notes about the material in your hands. But as the sound of stomping filled your ears, it was clear that he was very, very angry.

Turning your head to face him, you were met with a rather frightening sight. The demon loomed over you, surrounded with a rather violent black and green aura that almost rivaled Lucifer in terror. "Why hello, Mc. What do you think you're doing?" He questioned, an unnerving smile on his face. "I'm just marking notes in my books. It's kinda upsetting how-" "Did I hear that correctly? Your books?" You let out a sigh, before shoving your hand into your pocket and fishing out a receipt. Though you had originally kept it in case Mammon decided to sell them after you had spent hours begging Lucifer to let you buy some Human World books, it seemed like as good of a time as any to use it. You only hoped that he wouldn't stay angry at you, seeing as they were in fact your property. He was quick to snatch the slightly crumpled paper in your hand, eyes scanning over every line. As his gaze travelled farther down the paper, you could see the way that his rage almost seemed to deflate like a balloon.

His demon form was no longer present as his shoved the receipt back into your hand with a subtle huff. "I suppose that it is fine for you to mark your own books in such a manner, but don't let me find out should you ever mark any of mine." Holding back an eye roll, you motioned to the book that you had been in the middle of before he interrupted. "I don't have any plans on messing with your things. I bought these books specifically for this reason. They just have so many historical inaccuracies it drives me crazy." "...Historical inaccuracies?" Satan carefully slid his hand over to lift the cover, the title standing out in rather bold lettering. "The History of the Titanic?" You simply nodded, flipping the pages to one absolutely coated in sticky notes. "It's like they didn't even ask someone who was on the boat or worked on it! They may as well make this a fiction novel with this phony evidence they collected!" His eyebrow raised as you ranted. "How would you know that for certain?" "Satan, I'm pretty sure I would know. I was on the damn boat."

An hour had passed as you recounted your memories of events. Telling the story of how you had worked as a Butler for a rather wealthy woman who had been on the boat, detailing all you could remember about the boat and its passengers, and how you had barely escaped with your life while helping some children and their mother into a raft before the ship capsized. Curiously, he inquired about the other books that you had already marked. Some had even more notes and some very little, but you had a story for each one. Either you had been involved in the events yourself or had known someone who was, and he found your stories entrancing. It had been deep into the night before you had concluded, your throat aching from talking for so long. He asked you to stay there suddenly, leaving to fetch some tea with honey.

After allowing you to soothe your throat a little, he presented you with a question he had been holding back for a while now. "If your throat isn't too sore, can you tell me about, Lilith?" A twinkle forms in your eyes as you move to bring a journal out of your bag. You flip through the pages and tell him everything about your deceased lover, making sure to show him the images you had drawn yourself or had an illustrator draw of her. Unconsciously, Satan had began scooting closer to get a better view. It wasn't until he was practically in the crook of your neck that he noticed. "A-ah! Sorry, I don't know what came over me there." He stammered, nervously tugging at the collar of his sweater and leaning away. "No it's fine. Here, let me move so you can see better."

When dinner time had rolled around, Asmodeus couldn't find his younger brother. Satan wasn't in his room, and since there had been a sign on the library that the human was inside, it wasn't likely that he was in there. He was about to give up and tell one of his brothers that the Avatar of Wrath was no where to be found, when the sound of amused chatter caught his attention. It definitely sounded like the brother he was looking for, and where was it coming from? The library. Entering the dimly lit room, Asmo was met with a rather odd sight. Held in your hands was a rather ancient looking book, with his brother pointing at various locations in the image of the mountainous region displayed on the current page. "Oh, hello Asmodeus." You paused, a nervous smile covering your face as you noticed him standing in the doorway. Eyeing you suspiciously, he informed you about the time and left. "Ah, we'll have to pick this up some other time." Satan spoke, standing up and stretching. "Feel free to come and chat whenever. I'm almost always available, so don't worry about scheduling with me."

Like his brothers, Satan is slow to warm up to you. He doesn't hold as much against you as his older siblings do, but he still feels guilty when they glare at him for hanging around you. But eventually, the guilt of earning his brothers' disapproval is overridden by a new feeling of guilt that blooms in his stomach. The guilt of watching you wander about HOL all by your lonesome, with an attempt at bonding usually met with a scoff and a brief, strained conversation. The Avatar of Wrath is no stranger to being the black sheep of the house, especially being the only full demon in a household of fallen angels, so he understands what it feels like to be a sort of outcast.

Satan tries to be subtle in his approach to you, waiting until you've gotten on even somewhat better terms with one or two of his brothers before he suddenly asks you to tutor him in Humanity Studies. Understandably, you were a bit confused since he was one of the smartest demons-, no people in general that you've known, but you agreed to help him nonetheless. Studying sessions quickly devolved into just talking with each other whenever he felt like it, your relationship carefully going from acquaintances to tutor and student to friends and then potentially close friends.(Or even closer if you catch my drift.)

You had begun to view his room as a sort of sanctuary after a while. He almost always let you in whenever you knocked on the door, and the two of you would either speak about a mutual topic or sit in a comfortable silence. Eventually, you had begun visiting so much that Satan gave you an enchanted key to keep a hold of, in order to let yourself in when he couldn't get to the door quickly or if you left some belongings behind and he was out. The time spent in his room only increased exponentially after the Attic incident, so much so that the brothers were beginning to think you had moved into his room.

In the dead of night, when you're most likely to be in a deep sleep, is when Satan gets very vulnerable about the topic of your death. Nightmares weren't something he had frequently, and most of the time they were about him doing something controlled solely by his Wrath. Yet, these newer ones seemed to hurt more. He dreamt about inactions rather than actions, wicked dreams where he would kick and scream at his body to protect you or heal you but he remained rooted in place. In you happened to be a lighter sleeper, you might have noticed the way he suddenly would curl into you and rest his head on your chest, fragments mutters about protecting you leaving his lips and being muffled in your shirt.

When he can't be by your side to protect you, he ensures that two things are there with you in his absence. First, one of his brothers to keep you safe, and secondly a clothing item of his. It doesn't have to be anything in particular, just something he's worn enough to smell like him. Only a really, really stupid and desperate demon would try and attack you with the scent of the Avatar of Wrath hanging off of you.

Even with all of that said, for being likely the smartest sibling in the family, it took a comment from one of his brothers to fully recognize how much he cared about you, outside of not wanting to see you hurt and beating himself up for allowing you to bleed out without even trying to help.

It had been a rather cold day in the Devildom, so both of you decided to share a blanket and warm up in front of the fireplace in the common room. Satan was very vividly discussing a drama that both of you had binged the other night, with you nodding along and occasionally adding in your own points to the conversation. By the time Belphie had arrived you were near the end of the discussion, with your eyelids growing heavy and your body leaning into him. "Are you tired, Mc? Here, let me move a bit so you can rest against the arm of the couch." You tried to assure him that he didn't need to, but he stubbornly shifted around until you could properly lay your head against the plush couch. The Avatar of Sloth only made his presence know once you were half asleep, your body unconsciously snuggling against the demon sat in front of you. "It's been quite a while since I've seen him like this. Mc must care very deeply for you, Satan." His voice startled the blonde, but he did his best not to jolt or make any sudden noises that might stir you. "I-I suppose so. But what exactly is that supposed to mean, Belphie?" "Oh, nothing too drastic. I just remember that he always used to sleep with Lilith like that. He always used to say that the positioning of his hands was symbolic, like a sort of promise." A shiver ran up Satan's spine, feeling your unconscious form tug him closer to lay down with you. As much as he disliked being compared to his deceased sister, if you cared about him in such a way, perhaps he might be willing to admit he did as well.

Asmodeus:

The Avatar of Lust was fairly interested in you from the beginning. Not really as an equal or potential friend though, more so a sort very friendly acquaintance that he could toy with as he so pleased. He didn't exactly find anything about you extraordinarily remarkable besides a decent amount of scarring on your body, so it was needless to say that the demon wasn't very deeply invested in your life in the Devildom or as a whole. You were just another human, and he's met plenty ordinary and average humans over his lifespan.

Well, you did have at least one intriguing quality that would catch his eye on occasion. Besides Mammon, Asmodeus is the brother who spends the most time in the Human Realm outside of purposeful missions. What can he say? He's a popular demon to summon for some late night activities. But the point is, Asmo's met quite a few demons over the years, but none of them truly matched your mannerisms. You had a variety of different ways of doing things that mimicked modern idiosyncrasies as well as ones from times long past. The best explanation he could come up with is that you came from a rather old fashioned family, as he'd already tested the vampire approach. Plus, it was highly unlikely you were just an immortal being seeing as you had no magical abilities and the chances of another fruit of the Heavens being given to another human were slim to none. Unless...?

As it turned out, you were not the catalyst of a covered up Second Celestial War, but rather the same human from all those centuries ago. Asmodeus had been the one to properly overhear the conversation between you and Lucifer, as well as spread the rumors of your past throughout the House of Lamentation. He felt it only proper that his brothers be aware of your true colors, especially since you had such a history with all of them. Even if he'd never met your prior to the Celestial War, Asmo was aware of your existance and how much you meant to Lilith. So much so that she stole a fruit from their Father's garden to save your life, thus starting the war itself.

Asmodeus didn't really like the fact that he couldn't read you. You were just as mysterious as Solomon at times, and your past only made this trait of yours something he grew to dislike more and more. How exactly did his little sister manage to fall in love with you, some random guy with average looks and a somewhat distant personality? While Asmo's life may seem to revolve solely on himself, he does care a great deal for his family, and as such has rather high expectations for their romantic partners that he usually lacked towards his own. He may have had different opinions as an Angel in regards to his standards for himself and his family member's partners, but here and now in his demonic form, you weren't worth Lilith's time in his eyes.

Similar to his brothers, he wouldn't be around you if he didn't have to, but with him it was almost worse. Though his brothers might on occasion extend an olive branch, if he didn't need to or want something from you he wouldn't even be in the same room as you. Call it petty, but Asmo really couldn't bear your presence. Underneath all his nitpicks about your personality and appearance, was an open wound that you irritated every time he had to be near you. Perhaps the insulting thoughts towards you were meant to cover that up, to hide away the gash in his heart that Lilith's death had left behind. Or he was just really, really petty. Who knows?

The most willing interaction you had exchanged with him in quite a while was a rather odd one. Both of you had the same Art Class, that you shared with Simeon as well. Asmo usually sat on the opposite side of the room, so he didn't have to worry about interacting with you too much. Yet, it's kinda hard to avoid a certain someone when he's your partner for a rather important project. Being partners with you wasn't something that he expected since just about everyone in the class would've jumped at the opportunity, but according to the teacher you were paired together since you lived together. Seeing as the teacher slipped away before Asmo could charm them into changing their mind, he was stuck with you as a project partner. As much as he might've liked to skip out on it, Lucifer had been hounding about his grades lately and he wasn't doing the best in Art. He resigned himself to his fate as he texted you a location to meet him in HOL, reassuring himself that he'd at least get maybe a semi-decent portrait out of the whole thing. You were known as a fairly good painter from what he heard from his classmates, and it was rather hard to know so much about painting and mess up his beautiful face, right?

Setting the needle down onto the record, you carefully adjusted the volume of the music before returning to the work area you had already set up with your supplies. The vinyl in particular was one you retrieved from the Human World once you had returned to your home temporarily to gather your belongings, the album specifically being one of the indie band's most popular due to the melodious harps tied into each track. You figured it would make decent background noise as you painted Asmodeus, since it was unlikely that the demon would engage you with anything other than basic small talk. A decent variety of mediums were lined up along the base of your easel, with your portfolio neatly set in the middle of the wooden structure. As much as you were aware, the Avatar of Lust could be a rather picky person when it came to his appearance in things people would see, so you had decided to just give him his choice of medium and style in order to give him less about the final product to worry about.

You were beginning to think that he had flaked out on you when the doors to the Music Room opened, revealing the demon you were looking for in his glory. With how much time he'd taken to get down there, you would've thought he was putting on an elaborate outfit and makeup, but unless his usual appearance is incredibly complicated you doubted that. Sighing, you removed your portfolio from the easel and waved him to approach you. "Since you haven't seen much of my works, I figured that you could just look at what I have here. Just tell me whatever one strikes your fancy, and I'll try and replicate the style and medium." After placing the large binder in his hands, you returned to your stool in front of the easel and waited. Hearing a scoff sound from behind you, you stared straight ahead as you waited for Asmo to make his decision.

What Asmodeus had expected when he opened the pages of your portfolio was a set of basic, amateur level paintings that maybe increase in quality as you dive deeper into it. But what he held in his hands was something that probably could've never guessed, even if his life had been on the line. The sections had been labelled by era for convenience, starting in the 16th century and ending in the current one. Pulling back the opaque plastic covering, Asmo was met with a carefully preserved painting that looked like it belonged in the Renaissance era exhibit of a famous Art Museum. The piece itself was of an extraordinary quality, in both looks and preservation. Even as he flipped through the other works from different eras, the initial piece found itself stuck on his mind. "Hey, Mc, you made this, right?" He suddenly spoke from behind you, turning the portfolio to face you. Stretching and turning, you gave the piece a quick once over before nodding. "Yeah. It's pretty old, but if that's what you want I can do my best." "You're absolutely certain?" "I painted that thing for an entire month Asmodeus, I may be old but I'm pretty sure I'd remember my first decent painting." You tried to disguise the annoyance in your voice, settling on simply staring at him with a bored expression. "...Then this style is fine."

As you thought, Asmo was silent as he stared at you from the other stool you had set up for him to sit on. You were too busy collecting the art supplies that you needed and selecting a canvas to care too much about the way his eyes followed your every move. But as you settled back onto your stool he suddenly spoke again, making you peer around the canvas to look at him. "Where did you learn to paint like that?" "The one you picked out? Or did you mean the others in my portfolio? I've had many teacher over the years, you'll need to be more specific." Awaiting his answer, you began taking in the details of his form into your mind. "That Renaissance painting." Beginning to ready your palette, you leaned away and replied. "Ah, that. Well, I don't exactly feel it proper to call the man who taught me to make that my teacher." "What would you call him?" In surprise, you choked on your breath for a moment. Clearing your throat with a cough, you continued to speak, as not to waste an opportunity for an actually conversation with him. It wasn't often that Asmo showed any interest in things that involved you, after all. "Well, uhm, you could potentially call our relationship something of a casual one. Not heavily romantic or smitten, but not platonic either." "Ohhh, so what you're saying is you would have sex with him." A sputtering cough shook your lungs as your hands barely managed to keep you from spilling paint onto the tarped floor. "Y-yeah we did do that, but that wasn't everything. Mostly he just wanted some company is all, and I adored his companionship, so when we both weren't busy or in the mood we would just hang out and stuff. During those times he taught me how to paint."

With the most awkward portion of the discussion of your past partner out of the way, your conversation flowed more and more freely whilst your brushes glided across the canvas. No detail was spared as you began openly speaking to the demon in front of you, who was surprisingly an attentive listener. Halfway through the process of painting, he asked another question that caught you off guard. "Wouldn't your relationship have been illegal at the time? I can't imagine how upset the Catholic Church would've been." "Eh, I didn't really give a damn what they thought. The opinions of others on myself and my relationships have never really mattered to me anyway. As long as the person I've fallen in love with is safe and happy, I'll be fine. Plus, we stopped seeing each other after he took up that job for the Sistine Chapel anyway." You chuckled dryly, setting the brush in your hand down as you reached for your D.D.D. to check the time. "I hate to cut this short Asmodeus, but we'll have to continue this later. I'd prefer not to get an earful from Lucifer about being later for dinner and I'm sure that afterwards you-" "Asmo. Just call me Asmo. It's kinda weird hearing you address me by my full name." The Avatar of Lust's heart suddenly fluttered as a soft smile crossed your features. "Got it, Asmo."

By far Asmodeus was the least subtle of the brothers in his approach towards you, mostly because daily it would be just the two of you alone in the Music Room together. He would pose was you painted, chatting with you intermittently whilst your brush glided across the canvas. Once the painting had been completed to both yours and Asmo's satisfactions, you had begun speaking with him on a regular basis outside of your time in the Music Room. On the topic of the piece of art, though it did not completely resemble the style you were trying to replicate the way you had painted it just felt more "Asmo" to you. It had some of the features the original painting had, but you found your hand painting different details in that didn't quite match the era, but did match the personality of your model that had begun to shine through in your little talks. Something the Avatar of Lust wouldn't tell you until a little later is that he had asked the teacher for the original copy of the painting once the project display was completed, so that he could hang it up in his room near his vanity.

To the displeasure of his brothers who still weren't too fond of you, he had begun to show you some of the same friendly affection that he often showed his brothers and close friends. Hugging, hand holding, playful teasing, and other such occurrences became commonplace between the two of you.

Having now spoken with you for quite a while, he had begun to find some qualities about you that he found somewhat interesting, but not quite interesting enough to suddenly form a pact with you. You would still have to go through the same trials at Lord Diavolo's castle as you normally would've, allowing Asmo to see the magical energy passed from Lilith onto you in action. Only then did he choose to form a pact with you and begin letting you become genuinely closer with him, rather than the sort of pseudo-, but also semi-, fondness he had shown you beforehand.

Once you had both reached a certain level of comfort in each other's presence, he began to show you a more vulnerable side to himself. But even with that, Asmo still held back some of his own insecurities from your eyes, an unfamiliar feeling of nervousness inside of him growing at the thought of how you might see him once you saw the truest form of himself. This metaphorical dam slowly began to crack more and more as he found himself spending time around you at an increasing rate, only to burst upon your demise after Belphie was released from the Attic.

Truthfully, the demon had no clue what to do when him and his brothers found your dying form lying on the ground. His heart pounded loudly in his ears as he stared at his older brother cradling you in his arms, loud enough to drown out Mammon's sorrowful weeping that slowly infected him as well. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he reached to grasp your limp hand by the wrist, eyes darting between the brothers who knew the most about healing magic as well as your murderer. He felt oddly deflated and weak, as if his soul had been flattened like an open balloon and his body would collapse in on itself should he let go of your wrist. The beating of his heart stopped for a moment as your body suddenly disintegrated, only to come back full force at the sound of your voice from the top of the stairs.

Following the incident, Asmo became even more latched onto your side from before. It the "day"time he would still act like his usual self around you, albeit slightly more attentive to your wellbeing and general mood, but in the night his more vulnerable side leaked out like a river. Initially these sudden declines in his guarded nature were reserved for the dead of night when you were in a deep state of sleep, but he began allowing you to fully see that side of him one night after you woke up in the middle of one of his declines from a nightmare.

You didn't exactly remember what all had happened in the rather frightening dream, only that you had woken up squirming and gasping for breath in the Avatar of Lust's arms. "Are you alright, Mc?!" He fussed, taking your head into his hands and examining you for any sort of injuries. Allowing your lungs to take heavy gulps of air, a sudden dampness on your face distracted you from the fading constrictions of your chest. At first, you had thought it to have been your own tears rolling down your cheeks, but you soon realized that the droplets had been landing onto you from above. From Asmo's own eyes that darted around erratically, staring at you in every other location until they rested into your gaze. His lip trembled as the teardrops began to fall more rapidly, an involuntarily hiccup now shaking his own diaphragm. He trembled under your touch as you wrapped an arm around his waist, the other moving to rest your hand against the back of his head. Gently, you ran your fingertips through his scalp in soothing motions, pressing down light enough to lead his head to rest in the crook of your neck. "I'm okay, I promise." "M-Mc, as much as I love your embrace, I'm the one who's supposed to comfort you. N-not the other way around." Heart-wrenching sobs racked his body as his hands grasped at the sheets underneath you, clenching and releasing with each cry he muffled into your shoulder. "You don't need to bottle everything up for my sake Asmo, you can let it all out. I won't judge you for crying, y'know?"

After that night, he fully came to terms with the extent that his sister had loved you and the reasons why. Recalling conversations of long ago, you were just as much of a kind and adventurous soul that she had described. With all of that said, only one question plagued his mind regarding you. How could anyone not fall in love with a man like you, himself included?

Beelzebub:

The manner in which Beelzebub had thought of you initially was similar to the way he would've thought of some lesser creature that one of his brothers had brought into the house like one would a pet. Like how a human who wasn't a stranger to butchery would view their sibling's new pet chicken. You were weak and needed to be looked after of, but also something that could make a decent meal if not for their owner's attachment to them. It was fairly obvious to those involved that the Exchange Program would very well crumble at the seams should any harm come to you, so eating you was off the table.

Beelzebub had interacted with you infrequently prior to your conversation with Lucifer, though most conversations could be summed up easily as small talk. He had slowly started to began to put in some effort into being around you once his brothers had gotten a little more friendly with you, finding it almost heart-warming the way that Mammon seemed to hang around you like a lost puppy and Leviathan eagerly tugged on your sleeve and rambled about his interests and hobbies. Perhaps if you had spoken with Lucifer later, both of you may have bonded a little more than the very baseline friendship that you shared.

Though he wasn't the last of his brothers to find out, Beel had been in the dark for a short period of time. Actually, he had been planning on asking you to accompany him to Hell's Kitchen as a sort of congratulations for sort of winning the TSL Quiz, his treat of course. But once the news of your past reached him, the extra "All You Can Eat!" voucher he had gotten for you now sat crumpled in the bottom of the communal bathroom's trash can. He was unsure as to what exactly had deeply upset him about the sudden news, but he was upset nonetheless. Perhaps it was because you had reminded him of a guilt he still struggled with, the guilt of failing to protect his sister. Maybe he had begun to shift some of the blame for Lilith's demise onto you at some point, seeing as she had started the Celestial War to prevent your death. Or maybe Beel saw you as someone unworthy of his sibling's love and adoration, some random guy that had swept his sister off her feet who was the same as any other human, similar to Asmo. It was hard to accurately place his feelings towards you, and this only unsettled and discomforted him more.

Avoiding you wasn't something that the Avatar of Gluttony had to put much effort into doing. It wasn't often that you crossed paths or spent long periods of time in close proximity, as before he mostly only came into contact with you when you'd be around his brothers. All he really had to do was stop talking to you to fully ignore you. Occasionally you'd try and speak with him, Beel would cut the conversation short by using Fangol or his hunger as an excuse to leave your general vicinity. It became a common situation that he would wriggle out of talking with you, using the excuse of needing to go to Fangol practice that moment or he would be late, only for you to later realize it as a lie when you saw him talking to some of his teammates in the hallway as you walked by with your silent Guardian Demon. Eventually you took the hint and gave up approaching him, resigning yourself to a melancholic silence in his presence.

Following your resignation in seeking him out, he would at times occasionally forget you were still in the House of Lamentation and living with them. If it weren't for the brief moments he'd see you at meals or Mammon's complaining, Beel would've thought that you had moved into the Purgatory Hall by now. There were even times where he wouldn't even see you at meals at all, not noticing the fact that the extra serving of food in that night's dinner had been meant for you and not something to keep him from snacking on his brother's plates.

One night, Beelzebub had been the one to seek you out. Not of his own volition, but rather at the request of Lucifer in order to get you to come in for dinner. Where he found you was quite an unexpected location for a vulnerable human in the Devildom, a secluded corner of HOL's garden that if he hadn't heard strange noises coming from he probably would not have found.

A soft smile crossed you face as you sat down on the bench, carefully removing a very precious object from your bag as you hid away in your favorite spot in the garden. The instrument glistened brightly in the moonlight, illuminating your surroundings in such a manner that made your harp appear as it was glowing. Sliding your fingertip gently along one of the strings, you couldn't help but admire Simeon's handiwork. The harp was something of an ancient relic by itself due to its age, made apparent by the wear and tear it had acquired over the years despite your best efforts of preservation. It had meant a lot to you that the Angel you had slowly come to view as a friend had repaired the object for you, not only because of the effort he had put into its restoration, but also the meaning behind the harp itself.

With trembling fingers, you gently plucked at on of the strings. The soft hum the vibrating chord let out released a deep sigh from your chest, a feeling of tranquility vibrating throughout your body as the sound faded out. You tested out a few more of the chords, getting a feeling for the different pitches of each string. While it didn't sound exactly as you had remembered it, you couldn't find it in yourself to complain about the miniscule detail. It had been hard enough already to find someone capable of repairing a Celestial harp, let alone anyone who could bring the instrument back to an almost brand new quality.

In the beginning, you had just been strumming without any real rhyme or reason, trying to adjust yourself to playing the harp that you had stopped yourself from even touching for many, many years. Slowly, your inconsistent notes feel into a familiar order, becoming more and more complete until it had became a proper song. The song was one deeply ingrained into your mind and perhaps even your soul, one that you could never forget even if you tried. As your fingertips glided across the strings, memories of a flower field came to mind. It was almost as if when you shut your eyes you could feel a pair of soft hands covering your own, guiding you to play each note with the gentleness and warmth of a summer's breeze. With each note that sounded into the hidden area, you could feel it reverberate in your chest, like you had been plucking at your own heartstrings rather than a musical instrument. You had almost reached the climax of the song when the sound of footsteps approaching caught your attention, snapping you out of your dazed stated. Turning towards the sound, you locked eyes with a pair of violet ones.

Practice had been rather rough for Beelzebub, and the demon was looking forward to returning home. Lucifer was on cooking duty for the night, so Beel couldn't afford to miss it. It wasn't as if he didn't enjoy his other brothers' cooking, but something about the way the Eldest cooked made it taste so incredibly delicious. Plus, it wasn't often that Lucifer prepared dinner. The enticing scent of his brother's cooking flooded out of the doors as he entered the House of Lamentation, drawing him to pursue the source. Beel had almost made it through the doorframe of the kitchen, when an invisible barrier suddenly blocked his path. Oh, Lucifer must've cursed it to keep him out again. But even through the thick door and strong curse, Luci could still hear the resounding thud when Beel had hit the barrier. Slowly, the eldest cracked the door to the Kitchen open just enough to see him, speaking an order to him quickly before closing the door once more.

Thus, Beel began searching for you throughout HOL, his stomach growling viciously all the while. Though he'd loved to have given up by now and just gone to eat, Lucifer had specifically said that he wouldn't be allowed dinner should he not find you. Seeing as the punishment had happened before, Beel knew that his brother wasn't messing around with him and would keep his word. A bundle of distress had began to form as he strolled through more and more rooms, finding no trace of you in any of them. His brothers didn't have any clue where you had gone off too as well, surprised that Beel hadn't found you in your room as usual. There were only three places you might be at this point, and with the other options being the Catacombs and the jaws of some random lesser demon, he headed towards the garden first. Maybe you had gotten lost in it somehow, chasing after some sort of scaly-backed rabbit or some lost homework. But as an entrancing song began to sound from one of the farther corners, the idea that you may have been lured in by a siren came to mind.

As he approached, the song became clearer. The first thing he recognized about it was the instrument type, a harp that left a twinkling feeling in its general vicinity. This effect was common for Celestial harps, something that Beel had not heard nor seen since after the Fall. Vinyl's and recordings could not accurately sound and feel the same as the actual harp, so it was off the table that you could have just been playing something off of your D.D.D., leaving him with only one conclusion. Somehow a harp from the Celestial Realm had made its way into the garden of the Seven Avatars of Hell, and someone was playing a tune that Beel nearly knew by heart. Finally, he made a turn into a clearing that had been hidden by a pair of branches that were easily nudged away. A familiar scent of honeysuckle and lavender struck his senses as he entered the space, finding you seated on a bench with something clutched closely to your chest. A Celestial Harp with very distinct engravings running along its golden surface.

"Beelzebub? What are you doing here?" Your eyebrow raised, lowering your defensive posture slightly. The slow relaxation of your arms gave him an even better look at the object in your grasp. "Beelzebub, did you need something? Why are you getting so close-" "That harp. That's one of Lilith's." His form cast a shadow over you even in the dark, and the way the moonlight highlighted his features made the way that he loomed over you even more intimidating. "I- ehm, yes. Lilith gave me this harp as a gift, a very long time ago." You had closed your eyes to try and add a little confidence to your words, but they snapped open at a sudden shift in weight on the bench underneath you. "Can you play that song again?" "I... I guess?"

The way that you played this time was far more shaken and nervous than it had been prior, but you eventually lost yourself to the music and properly played the chords. You longed to feel the sensation of your memories as you had done before, but a different feeling coursed through you with the flow of the rhythm. Closing your eyes did not make you feel as if you were in a different place, but rather made you more in tune with your surroundings. Each object created a sort of aura that lit up your brain, as if it were some strange type of echolocation. The aura that struck you the most radiated from the demon sat beside you, this warm red that came in pulsations with hollow gaps in between. It reminded you of the very first time Lilith had taught you the song, whispering into your ears to feel the life all around you. Eventually the song came to a close and you opened your eyes.

"That's a song that they always used to teach young Angels in the Celestial Realm. Despite being a kid's song, Lilith always loved it and would play it whenever she had the chance." Your gaze locked onto Beelzebub as he leaned forward on the bench. "Lily always played it when she would wait for me in our meeting place. She liked to call it 'Our Song' and really wanted me to learn it. So, we spent years going over the same tune until I knew it by heart. Even now it is engraved into my very soul." A fond expression crossed your face at the memory. For a moment it was silent, until the sound of your text ringtone went off. Several messages from Lucifer lit up the screen, inquiring of your location. "Oh, it's dinner time already? Why didn't you tell me?" Beel didn't respond, still sitting in silence. You had begun to get up and walk back towards HOL, before his hand suddenly grabbed you by the wrist. It was a bit of a stronger grip than you would've liked, but you could tell even then he was holding back. "Did you need something, Beel?"

"...Mc, can you play that again for me some other time?"

In the beginning, Beelzebub simply just wanted to hear that song again and again. Songs played on a Celestial harp weren't just something you could record the audio of and play it back or even played on a different instrument, they needed to be experienced in person on an Angel's harp. The days that he pulled you away into the secret spot in the garden were at random, but slowly increased in frequency over time. It reached a point where you would keep the harp on your person just in case Beel wanted to hear it. Originally, neither of you would talk following the performance of the song unless it was about Lilith, but over time the talks about his sister faded away and were replaced with talks about each other's days and questions exchanged about personal interests, histories, and such. The song slowly became an excuse to be around you, rather than just a simple desire to hear what he had known as "Lilith's Song".

You were beginning to grow on him, and when you had the gall to protect him and Luke he began to develop respect for you. Once, he had thought of you as a reminder of his failure and the Celestial War, but he had begun to see you as an equal now. A human worthy of his pact, despite the complicated history they shared together. The scent of lavender and honeysuckle had been something he used to avoid, tying it to you being nearby, but now it was something Beel wanted to be surrounded by. It was a smell that reminded him not only of you, but of Lilith as well.

While he had disliked you in every meaning of the word before fully getting to know you, something he had never truly wanted was for you to pass on. And after getting to actually know you, the desire to keep you safe and especially alive bloomed and grew. So finding you in a battered heap at the bottom of the staircase torn his heart in two. He could sense the way Belphie felt towards you and understood his contempt, but an unfamiliar anger boiled deep inside of him. Beel couldn't bring himself to hate his twin in any regard, but still he was upset by his actions. This inner turmoil left him rooted in place, staring with very minimal reactions other than despair and sorrow. Once again he had failed to protect someone he loved, a thought that ate away at him as he watched you die in Mammon's arms.

Prior to the Attic incident, most of the time you spent with Beelzebub was very contact free. Just simple discussions or comfortable silence, perhaps with a brief touch when he'd pass you a piece of food that he wanted you to try. But following your demise and later revival, Beel seemed to want to touch you as much as possible. If he wasn't having you sit on his lap or vice versa, he enjoyed being pressed up against your side. Particularly with one of his hands resting against one of your pressure points so he could feel your heartbeat.

Nightmares were something he had on occasions, but none were more frequent than the nights following your death. Most of them were just replayings of the event, but sometimes the dreams could be incredibly cruel. Mixing your death with Lilith's, mocking voices surrounding him, showing his brain's interpretation of Belphie killing you that made him feel even more like he could've prevented it, or all of those things at once and more. Waking up from a particularly nasty dream sent him seeking you out immediately, needing to make sure that you're alive and okay. Though usually just feeling your pulse or having a brief conversation with you would soothe the ache caused by the nightmare, he found that he couldn't properly sleep unless you at least slept in the same room.

Beelzebub knew his devotion to you from the moment he formed a pact with you, one made out of respect rather than the transactional agreements commonplace in many others he formed before yours. But the sensation that Lilith had always felt for you was a gradual increase that sprouted from your times in the garden. From a mutual respect grew fondness and longing, steadily blooming into what his little sister called "love". This bloom truly burst one night as you lay slightly together, his arms holding you close to his chest as you willingly nuzzled against him. Shockwaves of warmth and fullness coursed through his veins at the action, and he pulled you in tighter. In that moment he deeply understood why Lilith had done such a stupid and reckless thing to save your life. If it he been him and you in that situation, he too would've done the same.

Belphegor:

Belphegor knew your face long before the Celestial War. Like his sister, he too had been fascinated with Humans, perhaps even more than Lilith had. When Lilith had first met you, you had met her brother not too long afterwards since Belphie had come to retrieve her before the others noticed them missing. He grew to know you as Lilith's friend, and later Lilith's lover, a man that he would recall the face of when his sister would go about her lovestruck ramblings despite hardly knowing you himself. But after the Fall your face was nothing but a stain on his mind. His contempt for humanity rose more and more by the century, with you as personification for the whole species.

So when the very person that he felt to be the sole cause of his sister's demise ascended up the stairs, he recognized you in an instant. Surprisingly you did as well, rushing over to the bars with a worried expression. His blood boiled at the way you called him "Belphie", gritting his teeth and digging his nails into his palms to keep him from desperately swiping at you from the bars. The desire to escaped his confinement tripled the moment he locked eyes with you, if it weren't for the bars that separated you he likely would've ripped you to shreds. But, he needed to stay calm. There was no way he would be able to get out of the Attic without your help, and if he made too much of an uproar it may alert Lucifer to his plans. Ditching the plan to trick you into thinking he was a human, he tried his best to convince you that he was still an Angel. Sadly for him, you weren't as naïve as you may have been all those years ago and he confessed his true form. Only after that did you agree to help him. Watching you descend the stairs, he began plotting your downfall.

Reasonably, he was upset when you had confided in his brothers the truth about your identity after meeting him. Putting distance between yourself and his brothers put a heavy dent in his plan, since you would need all of their pacts in order to destroy the barrier keeping him locked away. The night you had told him he had stormed away from the bars in a huff, and refused to talk to you every time you would return to the attic door after. Only after you repaired your bond with Beel did he speak to you, but it took the formation of Satan's pact for Belphie to actually look at you.

Your conversations with each other were always brief and stinted, unless Belphegor began to feel your trust in him slipping. He'd put on the façade of kindness whenever you began to grow hesitant to go along with his plans, empty promises and forced pleasantries flowing easily through his lips. These "sweet" moments made him grow angrier at you as well, but not just because he was talking to you. Something about speaking with you in such a kind and attentive manner pissed him off to no end, only made worse by the residual feeling of uncertainty you left him with each time. Uncertainty not in your trust in him, but his own ability to fully enact his plans. The very thought that he may not have actually wanted to kill you all along infuriated him.

But once he found you standing alongside his bed in the Attic with the door open behind you, the uncertainty he held was drowned underneath the waves of the ocean of resentment and anger that had built up over the years. A sudden feeling of unbridled joy overtook him as you gasped for air whilst he strangled you, the joy carrying over and growing in intensity as you drew closer and closer to death. Even as his brothers crowded around you he felt nothing but the rush of adrenaline he had gotten from seeing the despair and betrayal in your eyes. And then, seeing your teary-eyed form reappear alive at the top of the stairs crying joyfully about the tales of Lilith's second life as a human, left him feeling nothing but hollow.

Though he may have acted with a fondness and admiration towards you following your revival, Belphegor couldn't shake this feeling of remorse. And how could he not? He had killed the very man that his sister had loved so dearly, her love that transcended beyond her first and second demises. While he did want to repair his relationships with you and his brothers for what he had done, for a while he just avoided you entirely. Avoiding you was something difficult since you seemed to almost always actively seek him out, so one of the only escapes he could use was sleeping. Belphegor was aware that you didn't like waking him up and bothering him unless necessary, so he pulled the sudden slumbers out of the blue quite often.

To fully avoid thinking of you though, he couldn't be in his own dreams. If he did have a dream it often involved you, and no amount of dream manipulation could get you out of it once you were there. So, he went into the dreams of others instead. Most of the time it was of lesser demons who just happened to be asleep at the time, or occasionally it was one of his brothers'. Unfortunately, it seemed that a divine force was getting very upset with this dancing act he played with you, because one night he found himself stuck in one of yours.

Initially, the Avatar of Sloth had thought he was in the dreams of some random lesser demon. The open valley in front of him wasn't something he was at all familiar with, and from the amount of discarded armor and dried blood on the ground it didn't seem like a place he would've wanted to be anyway. His attempts at changing anything in the dream were strangely ineffective, and it seemed all he could really do inside of it was wander about and watch. Shuffling through the mounds of metal, he found himself at the edge of a campsite. While the area itself lacked any living beings entirely, a transparent illusion hung over the deserted scenery. One of a grand feast, adventurers clinking together mugs of ale and chatting over heaping plates of meats and fruits.

A certain person at the center of it all stood out to him. The face of a man he could never truly forget. Belphie wanted to run and get out of your dream as fast as possible, but curiosity held a tight grip on him and only beckoned him closer. You appeared overjoyed in the scene before him, happily downing another mug as you spoke in a tongue he'd never heard you use to a man next to you. The merriment of the atmosphere around you was infectious, and it almost brought a smile to his face. Almost. Because any sort of joy he got from seeing you so happy was quickly replaced with despair.

The man you had been so eagerly chatting with had seemed like a friend of yours at the time, reciprocating the same friendly conversation with you as you had given to him. Yet, seeing the way that he now stood over you, bleeding out onto the ground, he no longer looked like a friend. A tremble had set into his fingertips as he watched the sudden scene of betrayal, noticing each and every detail of the exchange. The way the stranger had for a moment lovingly cradled your face before quite literally stabbing you in the back, scurrying away as the drunken fools surrounding you finally caught on to the situation at hand. Dread filled his mind as he slowly backed away from the scene before him, unable to look away until he could no longer see you behind the crowd surrounding you. Had someone betrayed you in such a way before? Or was this your way of coping with his betrayal of you? He no longer had to wonder these thoughts any longer, as he backed straight into someone.

It wasn't unusual that you would dream of past events, memories of times long gone. They weren't always pleasant, as that'd be impossible without outside interference, but the bad dreams didn't effect you as much as they used to. You could still be caught off guard by certain things or deeply immersing dreams, but most of the time your dreams were reacted to with indifference. As such, the memory of tonight's dream wasn't one that really effected you. You remembered the location fairly well upon waking up in the medic's tent, and as you exited you prepared yourself to rewatch the memory as you had before. What you weren't prepared to see however, was a trespasser in your dreams. A very familiar demon with a cow pillow clutched tightly to his chest. While a part of you wanted to call out to him and ask him why he was here, you were more curious of his reaction to the scene before you. It wasn't often that people would enter your dreams or used spells to watch your memories, and their reactions were almost always interesting. Standing behind him now, you waited for the scene to conclude before confronting him.

As he backed into you, you lazily wrapped your arms around his waist and rested your head on his shoulder. You could feel him jolt but not pull away, eliciting a soft chuckle from you. "Whatcha' doing here Belphie?" He didn't respond, but the discomforted hums and way his eyes darted about were decent enough as an answer. "Eh, why you're here doesn't really matter. Did ya' like the show?" "...No. Why would someone like that?" In response you shrugged, releasing him from your grip and sitting down on the ground next to him. "This memory in particular just always reminded me of a stageplay is all. Perhaps Simeon could use it in one of his stories." You brought a hand to rest underneath your chin in a thoughtful pose. "Have you been betrayed liked this before?" Belphie spoke, still standing up next to you. The way he balled up his fists and looked away from you made it clear that the dream was upsetting to him. "I guess you could say that. But I guess it makes sense in this context, y'know? Assassination attempts on war strategists were pretty commonplace back then. It's nothing I'm not used to after all, I've had far worse."

The silence following that statement was almost deafening, enough that it made you uncomfortable to the point where you'd have to talk about the elephant in the room. "Don't worry about the whole Attic thing, Belphie. It's fine, I'm not mad at you." A sudden sniffle caught your attention, drawing you eyes towards Belphegor. He still refused to look at you, but the way his shoulders shook made it clear he was holding back tears. Reaching out a hand, you grasped his wrist and gently tried to tug him to the ground beside you. This action seemed to be the straw that broke the camel's back, as the Avatar of Sloth crumpled onto the ground beside you, curling in on himself. "Belph-" "Why? Why aren't you mad?" He sobbed. You paused, taking in the situation before you moved closer to him. Of course he tried to recoil from your touch, but once you trapped him in a sort of sitting down hug he knew that unless he gave you a really strong kick you weren't going to let go of him. "Belphie, I was upset at first. Being betrayed and stuff isn't the most fun thing in the world. But, I'm not mad. I'm not claiming that I know what you've been going through all these years, but I do understand your struggle. Your contempt for the world that took someone you loved so dearly away from you. If I was in your situation, I feel that I likely would've done the same." Another sob racked his body as you ran a hand through his hair, avoiding eye contact as you brought him closer to your chest. "I've come to terms with everything and I do forgive you. All I hope is that you can forgive yourself."

In the morning, Belphegor wasn't in his room when Beelzebub had come to wake him up for RAD. His twin was certainly surprised when Lucifer said that you and him had asked to take the day off of school with the excuse of being sick, but decided to simply ask the two of you about it once he got home. Unbeknownst to the rest of HOL, both of you sat in your room, snuggled closely together as a movie played on the nearby television. The tears that stained Belphie's face were slowly fading, as the pact mark on the base of your neck glowed a faint purple.

Forming a pact with you after that night was a sort of promise on his part. A promise to never allow harm to come to you ever again, by his hands or otherwise. It was a spur of the moment idea that he took and ran with, something largely uncommon for the Avatar of Sloth. If he was forming a pact under any circumstances he would've spent time and thought out what the individual was offering to him in trade, but he threw himself into the pact as soon as he had woken up from your dream. He didn't quite care what lie you had told to his older brother about your absence for the day, all he really wanted to do was spend it with you. Your touch had suddenly become intoxicating, and the scent of honeysuckle and lavender was now deeply engraved into his memory. Even if his brothers had already explained everything about pacts to you before, he made sure that you knew just as much control you had over him. He wanted to make you feel secure around him, and know that he would never want or try to hurt you again.

While he may be at your command, Belphie is still quite mischievous and lazy. It takes a bit to fade back into it, but the way he treats you now is more akin to how he treats his brothers, albeit in your case a little more intimate. Should you be seated anywhere in his vicinity and dare to have nothing taking up the space on your lap, you best believe that you'll gain a new lap warmer within the minute he sees you.

Besides Beel, he really doesn't have any desire to share your precious time with any of his brothers, the Royals, or the Purgatory Hall. Complaining about it to him gets them nowhere, as he simply nuzzles himself into your neck deeper and uses the excuse of having spent the least time with you.

A feeling that you accidentally kickstarted within him is the spark of curiosity he had long ago about Humanity. You are pretty much the closest thing to a living Human History book, and if you remember a certain event he's going to probably ask you about it. At times Belphie can be as deeply interested in listening to you speak on a topic as Satan, but you have to be careful about certain details. Bringing up foul and painful memories makes both of you uncomfortable and lengthy, uninteresting things make him fall asleep, so you have to cherry pick certain things. The topic he finds himself most interested in oddly enough is basic household appliances in the Human World, besides the refrigerator. Belphegor now desperately wants a Roomba to take over when its his turn to vacuum, but gets upset every time that he sees that they aren't on Akuzon.

Belphie thinks a lot about the Attic incident and your forgiveness of him. While he still may not forgive himself from doing such a thing, he slowly coming to terms with it as well and making steps to better himself and your relationship. You often make sure to let him know to take as much time as he needs, seeing as you aren't going to die of old age anytime soon. He does not like that joke.

It takes a very, very long while for him to be open and honest about his own nightmares that involve you. He can't bring himself to describe the details of them to you, and even recalling the events of the dream is painful enough as is. If you're asleep while one of these dreams are going on he'll often escape to your dreams, unless the one you're having is much worse. He'd rather sit through another one of Mammon's money dreams than watch something terrible happen to you, even if you say that those memories don't effect you.

Coming to terms with how deeply he truly cares for you is a bit of a rocky road. Sure, he doesn't want to see you hurt and thrives off your happiness, but he also feels guilty about his past actions still. It takes some time, but he eventually allows himself to begin indulging in your happiness and joy instead of hanging around and cuddling with you just to give you brief moments of joy. Over time he realizes just what he felt about you, a feeling that had built up from the moment he'd first met you snowballing into the current day. Something that Lilith had always told him about. That feeling was love.

Out of all his brothers, Belphegor is the most insistent on you remaining in the Devildom. It would make a lot of things easier for you as a whole since you wouldn't have to keep moving around and lying about your identity, and he also just really wanted to keep you around.

[fancycat-thesilvertux]

Obey Me AU where Mammon Kermit sewer-slides because he couldn’t handle the cruelty of his brothers anymore. Mammon gets reincarnated as Mirabel Madrigal, so it’s a crossover AU of Encanto x Obey Me. And the AU begins after the movie, where Mirabel’s memories of her past life as Mammon begin coming to the forefront. As she remembers more and more of her past life, her hair slowly changes from black to white, her eyes begin changing color, and her demonic power leaks.

As it’s canon to Obey Me lore that Diavolo made the brothers into his Avatars of Sin, he still has a connection to Mammon. And so senses Mammon after it being years.

Diavolo and Barbatos personally go to the human world to go to Encanto to check if it’s really Mammon or not. He doesn’t want to get the brothers’ hopes up if it is, so he doesn’t tell Lucifer. But Diavolo and Barbatos see Mirabel - reincarnated Mammon - and realize in an instant that it’s Mammon reincarnated.

Diavolo talks with Alma regarding allowing Mirabel to attend RAD for the exchange program, which in this AU has had set up for a year. MC is the balm to the brothers’ pain because they remind the bros of Lilith, but they miss Mammon greatly still.

Alma is pretty aware that something is up with her granddaughter, and pieces it together pretty quickly regarding a DEMON being there and Mirabel’s new changes, so asks for the truth. Diavolo gives it, since he knows as she is the matriarch of reincarnated Mammon’s new family, she has last say. Alma wants Diavolo to guarantee Mirabel’s safety in the Devildom because she doesn’t want to see her granddaughter dead by her past life’s family. She also has a stipulation that Camilo go with since Camilo and Mirabel are close. Camilo wouldn’t hesitate to be Mirabel’s bodyguard if needed.

Diavolo accepts and Alma tells the family a tailored telling of the story, that Mirabel has her gift from inheriting it through being the descendant of a demon. And that Mirabel would be going to RAD in the Devildom to help her learn to control her new-found abilities but also for the exchange program to foster good relations. And Camilo was to go with since the two would be good to watch each other’s back.

So when the two got there, and Diavolo informs Lucifer of two new arrivals, Lucifer is shocked to see a female version of Mammon. The other brothers get shocked as well, and aren’t sure how to respond beyond trying to get close to Mirabel, because they missed Mammon.

Meanwhile Camilo is seeing these demons as a threat to his cousin’s heart because he thinks they’re romantically interested in her until the truth gets revealed.

Also this is a Diavolo x Mammon or I guess in this case Diavolo x Mirabel AU.