#asmo is miserable thanks for asking

[moeblob]

Anyway, uh. Asmodeus♡ has a cat named Lord. And while there is no black cat option, there should be. So as a doodler, Lord is a lil black cat that hides in Asmodeus♡'s large shirt collar.

From Spring 26 to like. Summer 8?? There were five fishing requests. Nothing else was asked for. No one wants crops or ore. No one wants me to murder slimes. They ONLY want fish. I'm convinced it's because I didn't name my farmer after a fish (as my other farmers are Salmon, Trout, and Koi) and therefore the game demands fish vibes.

[ifearzombies]

Funny Moments In the HoL

Just little things that MC would totally share with their friends in the Human Realm.

- You all decided to play Hide & Seek (with a few rules about locations). The winner was Leviathan. He hid in a cooking pot and the only reason anyone found him is after everyone else was found, Beel got hungry and turned the pot on. Poor Levi’s tail had a burn for days.

- Mammon stole your D.D.D. once. He returned it with more selfies than Asmo takes of himself loaded in there. You saved the naughty ones for later.

- Beel accidentally ate a burger squeaky toy you got for Cerberus. The squeaker and all. He got the hiccups later that day and everyone laughed at the squeaking going off.

- Solomon spent the night with you and Asmo. Asmo kissed his head at one point and left a kiss mark in his hair with his lipstick. It took DAYS to wash out. You then borrowed Asmo’s lipstick and put the mark right back on your favorite sorcerer.

- You got a cute rat plush for yourself. Barbatos saw it and your room was unusable for a few days.

- The entire household caught a cold and everyone was miserable. So you all just watched a bunch of movies all cuddled together. Belphie promised Mammon that the movie ‘Cabin In The Woods’ wasn’t a horror movie. It was a romantic one, showing him the reviews for a movie called ‘The Lake House’. Poor Mammon hid under your blanket almost the whole movie.

- You introduced Asmo to Elton John. Asmo loved his fashion and you���ve seen some of the most ridiculous outfits known to man, angels, and demons alike. You saved the pictures.

- You lost a bet to Levi and had to wear a Ruri-chan cosplay to RAD. This backfired because Levi couldn’t focus all day and took way too many pictures.

- You proposed a talent show to Diavolo. You regretted it almost immediately. The Little D’s, while great dancers, are HORRIBLE singers! They looked adorable though.

- You have discovered that Satan headbutts you when he wants attention. He accidentally did it with his horns once. Thank Diavolo they only slightly tore your clothes. But your arm was sore for weeks. Luke and Lucifer chastized him over the bruise.

- Lucifer bought a second motorized wheelchair. It’s not needed. No. He bought it so that you guys could all have wheelchair races.

- You sang the song ‘My R’ and the house was MASS PANIC! Everyone was so worried about you and you had to explain that no, you’re not depressed, you just like the song. No. Liking the song doesn’t mean I’m depressed. Really guys. I promise I’m OK. It took a LOT of convincing, but they eventually realized you were actually OK. They still made you go talk to Simeon just as a precaution. Simeon was just... very confused, but was glad you were OK.

- You mentioned to Asmo that pole dancing is a form of working out. Asmo INSTANTLY bought two dance poles. They lasted less than a day because the moment you tried to use it with Asmodeus, the house lost their shit. Lucifer had to get rid of them for your (hips) well being.

- Belphie one time fell asleep in the bathroom. You walked in and found him standing near the sink, head under the faucet as it ran. You took a picture and then helped him.

- Luke went sniffing around your room and found a vibrator. You told him it was a personal massager and he asked if he could use it to massage his back. You told him no and to not poke around your room like that again. You explained this to Simeon who turned beet red... and then asked to see the vibrator himself... Just so that he can make to avoid Luke seeing such things again. Obviously.

[obeymeshallwedateaddict]

Helloo!!! I love your work btw! Anyway, I have a request if you can put a head cannon on a angst where fem!MC is replaced with fem! or male! R/N? Like how the brothers treat MC after R/N appears maybe? Feel free to decline!! Thanks for suck a great writer!!!

Hello!! I'm sorry for the delay but your request wasn't unseen! So there you go! Enjoyyy and thank you for the support!

Summary: RAD accepts another human exchange student which is you! And you manage to replace MC in the brothers' hearts.

Contains: Angst

GN!MC

Fem!R/N

R/N - reader (you)

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Lost what once was mine

Everything was going great in the Devildom. There weren't many problems and life was peaceful. That's when one day at a student council meeting Diavolo offered another exchange program. MC didn't give it much thought and happily agreed to the idea. After weeks of preparation and paperwork the exchange students were chosen. The Devildom sent two of their students to the Celestial Realm and the human world, and received two students - one from the celestial realm and one from the human world.

MC and the brothers welcomed the students warmly, offering them their help and support. The angel exchange student was sent to Purgatory hall since they happened to be an acquaintance of Simeon's while the human (R/N, you) who was a weak and fragile, powerless human was sent to live in The House of Lamentation along with MC and the seven brothers.

At first everything was okay. You were treated well by MC and some of the brothers even if all of them were sceptical but soon enough MC began noticing the freeing space in their schedule along with the less attention they received from the brothers. They didn't mind it much though they did notice that you began spending an awful lot of time with the demons. Mammon would always hang out in your shared room with MC, talking to you and playing games with you alongside

Asmo and Beel who would always stay beside you. Of course MC wasn't forgotten or ignored. You'd invite them to play with you and the three demons or you'd encourage them to talk with you so they didn't feel left out.

When MC asked to play games with Levi he'd always request that you come along.

Satan and Belphie would also spend a lot of time around you which soon enough made you the fourth representative of the Anti-Lucifer league.

MC was relying on the fact that Lucifer wouldn't abandon their relationship to run after the new human but was soon enough proved wrong. One day MC was on their way to the eldest's office just to spend some time with him but upon entering R/N was already there. You and Lucifer were having a peaceful chat, letting out a subtle laugh from time to time and overall spending quality time together. When you noticed MC you invited them to join the hangout though the leftout human couldn't help but see Lucifer's smile drain from his face, being replaced with disappointment and annoyance. They sighed upon losing the love of yet another one of the seven and left the room without saying a word.

Weeks passed and MC was soon replaced by R/N even if the fact made you question whether you did the right thing by befriending the demons. MC would always look miserable - with hooded eyes, breakouts and unbrushed hair. At night you'd often hear them sob quietly into their sheets, cursing your name for coming into their life. At times like those you'd excuse yourself out of the room and would either go sleep in the attic or with one of the brothers.

Of course MC hadn't lost all of the attention and glory. Upon seeing their depressed state the brothers would immediately begin questioning them and spending more time with them but the human would just push them away. It was just a mere excuse to them.

Meanwhile R/N discovered their own magic and made pacts with the seven brothers - alike MC. Both of you were now equals. The brothers were really proud and they were encouraging MC to feel the same but only jealousy was burning in their veins. MC wasn't proud of the fact that somebody had taken their place.. and I mean who would be?

You always tried to be friendly towards MC but the love was never reciprocated. MC was devastated about the whole situation and couldn't bring themselves to make friends with the human who appeared to be their rival.

That's when one day MC decided to approach the brothers when you were on a visit to Purgatory hall.

MC: And what? So all of you forgot about me?

Lucifer: MC? What do you mean? No one forgot about you.

Mammon: Yeah, human. We're 'ere.

MC: That's not true. It's always R/N this, R/N that... I disappeared from the whole point! When you guys spend time with her you're always so happy and when I come around your mood shifts into annoyance!

MC shoots Lucifer the cold stare.

MC: How do you explain that?!? When I want to spend time with one of you, you always say to invite R/N or that you already have plans with her and you always decline me!

Asmo: Oh, sweetie.. it's not like that.. look.. It's just that R/N is a powerless human and needs taking care of. We'd never forget about you..

MC: You call that human powerless?!? Guys, all of you made pacts with her, also she discovered her own magic a few weeks ago remember??

Satan: MC...

MC: Oh and also Lucifer took the Ring of Light from me saying that I don't need it anymore and gave it to R/N!!

Lucifer crossed his arms at his chest.

Lucifer: That's because Diavolo discovered that R/N's magic is much more powerful and uncontrollable rather than yours, plus you can already control your power to prevent incidents from happening while R/N is unable to. The Ring of Light is essential to her.

MC swallowed a sob, taking a deep breath, trying not to let the tears that they are holding fall down their cheeks. Once Lucifer had said the same for them. That The Ring of Light was essential to them... But now it's you not them...

MC: Then how do you explain the physical intimacy? The hugs.. the holding hands... The long embraces, the kisses and don't think I didn't notice all the make out sessions.. On top of that I'm sure there were more things, happening in private which I couldn't witness...

MC broke down in tears upon speaking their own words while the brothers just stayed silent. Some of them lowered their heads in guilt while others were staring into space with that same guilt in their eyes.

MC: A-and..

Lucifer snapped. He stood up from his chair and slammed his fists onto the wooden table.

Lucifer: That's enough, MC. Stop accusing us of stuff that you are unsure of. Go to your room.

MC let out a broken sob before running back to their room. There they made an unthinkable decision. They gathered their things from the room and just left The House of Lamentation without letting any of the brothers know. Not that they would notice since you had returned from Purgatory hall and the brother's attention was on you. No one was thinking about MC so they just left. They went back to the human world, using teleportation magic without planning on returning to the Devildom.

The human's absence wasn't immediately noticed. But when the brothers couldn't find MC in The House of Lamentation, The demon lord's castle nor Purgatory hall they knew they did a mistake. An unforgivable mistake. They sat in the living room in grief upon losing what was once dear to them, cursing their actions.

[2d-reality]

Little Things (The Gluttonous Sixthborn)

characters: Beelzebub, GN!MC navigation: Lucifer | Mammon | Levi | Satan | Asmo | Beel | Belphie content/warnings: little things you do for the brothers, out of love. fluff. established relationship (implied you are dating all seven brothers equally with the exception of mammon whom i love more) word count: 877 notes: Each brother has their own part, linked above. I am still my own editor and I loathe editing, so please forgive any mistakes!

The chatter in one of RAD’s hallways is stunned into near silence by a deafening growl. Demons of all shapes and sizes glance around themselves, cautious of whatever horrific creature could have made the noise that rattled their very bones. 

And amongst it all, there is a happy laugh. A lone human, appearing to be entirely unfazed. 

It’s followed, shortly, by a curt, “sorry.” 

“Don’t be, Beel! That was the best one I’ve heard so far! That was a movie quality sound effect!” 

Sound filters back in as students realize the rumbling roar was only the unnaturally powerful appetite of the Avatar of Gluttony, letting it be known it needs whetting. 

Beel is bashful as you pause momentarily, reach into the bookbag on your shoulder, and produce a protein bar. “No worries, Beel. You know I’ve always got you.” 

The ginger takes your offering gratefully as he falls back into step beside you, but his gaze is still crestfallen. “Thanks, MC, but... I think I’ll need more than this. I missed my snack after second block. They moved the vending machines there, and I was meeting up with you for third block.” 

You had also provided him a snack when he indeed met up with you earlier, as was your habit, but you know he could completely empty at least one of the machines that resided at the end of the hallway where his second block class was held. Your paltry little chip bag was like giving a single drop of water to a man dying of thirst. You frown.

“Moved them? To where?”

Beel looks genuinely distressed at the loss of his easy-access food. “I don’t know.”

You purse your lips into a tight line and study his face for a moment longer, then take a fistful of his uniform jacket. With a sharp tug, you redirect him to the hallway to your left. He allows you to pull him with you, momentarily eased by the protein bar he was currently inhaling, wrapper and all. 

“Where are we going?” he asks, cheeks full. You tug him to a particular row of lockers, and stop at your own. 

“I was going to restock my stashes,” you offered by way of explanation as you turned the combination lock to open your locker, “but you must be miserable if you didn’t eat after second block.” His view of you is blocked momentarily as you swing the door open, and then you return, holding a large canvas grocery bag stuffed to the brim with snacks. As you hand it over, he realizes they’re all his favorites. “It’ll be of better use right now.” 

“I can eat all of this?” Beel’s voice is cautious as he clutches the handle of the bag in his big hands, and you beam at him in response. 

“Of course, bug. It was all for you at some point, anyways. Now, you can make up for your missed snacks earlier, and I can use it as an excuse to take you on a restock run after classes are over. Not to mention...” Your eyes twinkle with mischief as you pound a fist into your palm, “I can also chew out that custodian who complains about having to empty the trash more often next to your vending machines. I bet that little sucker was just being lazy, and I’m not letting him get away with messing with your schedule.” 

Beel eagerly tucks in, charmed as always by your favorite nickname for him, and you shut the door to your locker. “Thank you, MC,” he says between bags of kettle-cooked Devildom snapping peas. 

Your returning grin is positively sinister, veiled only barely by a charming sheen. You squeeze his bicep. “I’ll meet you after last block, and we’ll head to Hell Supermarket together, okay?” 

Beel frowns, and swallows a piece of shadow hog jerky whole. “Don’t we have the same fourth block class today?”

You nod. “Yeah, but I have an exchange student meeting with DIavolo and Purgatory Hall today instead. I’ll make sure your vending machines get put back, and they add an extra one for good measure. There’s another protein bar taped under my usual desk in case you run out.” 

Beel takes a pause from his snacks to lean down and kiss you, tasting of a strange combination of sweet and spicy, and leaving crumbs tumbling over your cheeks. “Thank you, MC,” he says again. “I love you.” You steal another peck to his cheek before he can rise back up to his full height and out of your reach. 

“I love you too, bug. I’ll get today’s notes from Satan, so don’t worry about it. I’ll see you later.” He simply nods at you, and you part ways. 

In the time he was in his fourth block Magical Potions class, you got his vending machines returned. True to your word, there was a third one at the end of the line when he stopped at them by force of habit after class. You brushed it off when he asked how you did it, but did mention how you noticed some demons seemed to have a very acute sense of self-preservation as you took his hand and started off in the direction of the supermarket.

[anon-karasu]

The Fourth-Born

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Summary: Asmo isn’t happy with the designations given to the brothers by the Demon King.

Category: Gen

Rating: General Audiences

Language: English

Characters: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor

Additional Tags: first part set just after the Celestial War, second part set in the present, angry Satan, does this count as Asmo being jealous?, Asmo was so understanding… at first, no MC, no beta

AO3

FFN

The Fourth-Born

The six brothers heaved a collective sigh of relief as Satan was finally restrained and bound to a chair with chains.

“Dammit, Satan!” Mammon hissed under his breath as he stretched and rolled his shoulder to ease the pain where the unruly demon had struck him earlier during a fit of rage.

“Be thankful that you didn’t take the full brunt of his hit,” Levi murmured as he cast a sideways glance towards a chest of drawers that had been seemingly cleaved in half.

“The damage is getting a bit extensive,” Lucifer sighed wearily, crossing his arms to give Satan a reproachful stare while the wrathful demon glared straight back at him.

“A bit extensive?” Belphie gave Lucifer an incredulous stare. “That’s putting it lightly! Just this morning he tore everything in the attic to shreds! And now look at the state of the dining room!”

Belphie motioned towards the splintered remains of the wooden dining table, the broken glass from the windows, and the chunks of stone that had been blown away from the walls, all of which were now scattered across the floor as a result of Satan’s most recent rampage.

“And when he’s not on a destructive rampage, he just glares at us or distances himself from us,” Beel shook his head with a frown as he glanced towards Satan who could now be heard muttering curses at his brothers under his breath with a threatening aura.

“We can’t really keep him retrained all the time either,” Levi sighed.

“What else are we s’posed to do?” Mammon asked as he surveyed the wrathful demon. “He’s too dangerous, it’s only a matter of time before he seriously hurts someone.”

“… couldn’t we just open the front door and… you know…” Belphie let his sentence trail off with a sweeping motion of his hands.

“You mean just let him go?” Levi frowned. “Can we even do that?”

“He might be happier if we did,” Beel frowned with a thoughtful hum as he looked back over at Satan, “he must be miserable to be restrained almost all of the time.”

“Wouldn’t someone just bring him back anyway?” Mammon pointed out.

“No one is going to be opening any doors and letting Satan go,” Lucifer shook his head with another sigh, “whether you all like it or not, Satan is our brother and therefore our responsibility.”

“Lucifer’s right.” Asmo finally chimed in with a nod of his head as he offered Satan a warm smile. “Besides, Satan is probably having just as hard a time as we are going in adjusting to life in the Devildom. Maybe even more so seeing as he doesn’t share the same closeness that the rest of us do.”

“Maybe he would if he wasn’t so distant and aggressive,” Belphie muttered under his breath.

“Well, maybe we should try to make things a little easier on him.” Asmo pointed out. “We should be more mindful of how he’s feeling too so that he can see that we’re open to start a meaningful connection with him.”

A brief silence fell over the brothers as they stood around Satan and watched him struggle and writhe against his restraints in a fit of rage.

“… I’m sure that would’ve been more meaningful if Satan had actually listened to you…” Levi broke the silence first.

“Maybe you should try saying it again once he’s calmed down a little, Asmo.” Beel suggested.

“I think the moment has already passed,” Mammon said with a frown.

Asmo heaved a small sigh before he spoke up again, “well regardless of whether he heard what I said or not, I think that after everything that’s happened to us, we should all be glad that we’ve gained a younger brother.”

Lucifer stiffened slightly at Asmo’s words before he slowly turned away from Satan to look at his other brothers.

“About that…” Lucifer paused for a moment before he took a deep breath and spoke again, choosing his words carefully. “The designation given to Satan by the Demon King is as the fourth-born, not the seventh-born.”

Silence fell over the brothers.

Asmo stared at Lucifer in disbelief as the information that Lucifer had just given the brothers slowly sunk in before Asmo finally spoke up again.

“You mean to say that he’s my older brother?” Asmo burst angrily as he pointed towards Satan. “Him?”

Lucifer heaved a sigh as he pinched the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes wearily while he mentally prepared himself for the imminent headache that the conversation would bring, “yes, that is the official designation given to Satan. In order of oldest to youngest, it’s myself, Mammon, Levi, Satan, then you, Beel, and finally Belphie as the youngest brother.”

“But I was here first!” Asmo argued back. “How is that fair? Shouldn’t Satan be the youngest?”

“Asmo.” Lucifer gave Asmo a stern look as he spoke in a warning tone.

“You guys agree with me, right?” Asmo ignored Lucifer’s warning as he turned towards the twins instead.

He then watched as Beel and Belphie shared a glance with each other before they both then shrugged in unison.

“I’m not bothered,” Beel said in an indifferent voice.

“I don’t mind being the youngest,” Belphie mused aloud, “the youngest siblings are typically spoiled by their older brothers anyway, so I can live with that.”

“I don’t think you’re supposed to admit that part out loud,” Levi frowned as he shook his head at Belphie.

“No! We were all here first!” Asmo pouted as he crossed his arms over his chest with an irritable huff and turned his back on his brothers. “It only makes sense that Satan should be the younest!”

“What happened to that ‘I’m glad to have another brother’ attitude you had just a moment ago, huh?” Mammon teased Asmo with a smirk as he ruffled Asmo’s hair while Asmo glowered up at him and pushed his hand away.

“It’s what the Demon King has decided, so there’s no point in arguing over it now.” Lucifer spoke with a tone of finality.

“Actually, Asmo does kind of have a point.” Levi said with a thoughtful hum, earning himself a warning glare from Lucifer. “Why did the Demon King decide to designate Satan as the fourth-born? It doesn’t really make sense.”

Asmo quickly rounded on Lucifer again, “right! Exactly! Levi’s right, it doesn’t make sense! So why did the Demon King choose to make Satan the fourth-born?”

Lucifer stiffened for a moment, bracing himself for another outburst from Asmo before he spoke again.

“Because our age designations have been given to us in ranks of our power.”

Another silence fell over the brothers, broken once again by Asmo.

“Are you kidding me?” Asmo stomped his foot angrily. “How is he stronger than any of us? Beel was the one who restrained him just now! Doesn’t that make Beel the stronger brother? And what about my charm? No one can resist that, not even you, Lucifer!”

“Oh for the love of—” Lucifer shook his head with a weary sigh as he pinched the bridge of his nose again. Lucifer then took on his stern demeanour again. “That’s it. This is the decision made by the Demon King. End of discussion!”

“No!” Asmo protested. “I'm reopening the discussion! Why does this little brat get to outrank any of us after being here for just five minutes?”

“Who are you calling a ‘little brat’?” Satan spoke in a quiet but venomous voice, having finally stopped struggling against his binds to fix Asmo with a furious glare.

“You!” Asmo retorted just as angrily as he rounded on Satan.

Satan struggled against his chains with renewed vigour.

“Let me go! Let me go so I can tear this moron limb from limb!”

“Not unless I tear you limb from limb first! Then we’ll see who outranks who in terms of power!”

Asmo clenched his fists as he lunged forward towards Satan, only to be immediately stopped by Beel who swiftly stepped behind Asmo and linked his arms under Asmo’s to hold the Avatar of Lust firmly in place.

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Satan let out a content hum, settled back against the headboard of his bed and smiled to himself as he turned the page of his book and let his eyes scan over each word with rapt attention.

His focus was only broken by the sound of his bedroom door opening, causing a flicker of annoyance to cross his face before he heard the sound of Amo’s chipper hum.

“Satan~!” Asmo called out as he walked across the room towards the fourth-born. “How much do you love your little brother?”

The pang of annoyance that Satan had felt earlier immediately evaporated as he slowly looked up at Asmo with an arched eyebrow.

“That depends. What are you after?”

Asmo grinned as he replied, “I bought some new outfits and I want to take the most Devilgramable photo, a selfie won’t cut it this time! So I need a certain smart demon to help me get the right angles and right lighting. What do you say, Satan? Will you help me out?”

Satan remained silent for a moment as he surveyed Asmo with a contemplative expression before he finally closed the book in his lap with a small chuckle.

“Sure, I’ll help you, but only because I’m your older brother.”

[l3viat8an]

*walks up to the ask box with a paper bag over my head (Like Mono from little nightmares) and places my ask before disappearing into the dark alleyway*

Once when MC was visiting the human world. The brothers decided to go with them to stalk 'keep an eye in them'

So they're all following behind MC, trying to be inconspicuous but failing miserably because they kept fighting. But thank Dia, MC though they were just delulu. (Mc internal monologue: "I'm so far gone, I can still hear them arguing" *shakes head and keeps walking*)

The plan backfires when MC stops in front of a bakery that Beel has already set his sights on. Beel just marches up to the bakery and goes inside and MC just watches him go in like (0////0)ayo what! why that boy here!?. So they follow after him and it results in the two leaving the bakery hand in hand on their way back to MCs place (Beel conveniently forgetting to mention that his brother's were with him) And all the bros are just standing there like (o_o)

❇ Levi and Belphie decide to give up and the go back to the Devildom sulking.

❀ Luci and Tannie decide to make the most of their visit by going to some stores to get some items they wanted.

❁ Mammon and Asmo refuse to give it up and end up getting arrested for their suspicious behavior and Luci has to come bail them out (after a night in jail oc)

~🍒

Carful in the dark alley XD

Not MC assuming they’ve simply lost it helpshsk- Fair enough tho, they’ve spent too much time around demons-

Plot twist Beel planned it and walked in knowing MC would follow him and he could get you all to himself~ (smart bby)

Levi ‘n Belphie would go home to cry and spam text MC trying to get attention away from Beel- jealous boys XD

Lucifer also stays behind to make sure Beel doesn’t cause any trouble and to spy on what exactly Beel does with MC Satan found a book store he’s happy!

Mammon ‘n Asmo having to share a jail cell for a night, is an absolute nightmare for the guard 💀 they might just pay Lucifer to take the two away!!!

and the whole time all the other brothers are busy being, well themselves- Beel and you are having some quality time!! Could be a sweet date or spending time at your place, Beel’s just happy to have you all to himself for a change!

[mcx7demonbros]

Stair Fall (Brothers x GN!MC)

Hurt + Comfort 💔

Warning - stair fall, broken hip, surgery/medical operation

Not thoroughly proofread

Also, please forgive me if I get anything wrong about human body or medical terms.

“If anything happens, summon us immediately.” Lucifer reminded you.

“Alright, I know, mom.” You teased Lucifer. The eldest glare at you before his eyes turned into just-you-wait-i’m-going-to-punish-you-later-for-this glare.

“Good luck dealing with those nobles.”

“Alright, we’ll be going.”

You gave each brothers a kiss before they had to board a personal carriage to go to the Demon Lord’s Castle for a high-ranking demon-only ball. Lucifer said it was so important that none of them could excuse themselves and stay at home with you.

That was the backstory of how you got the whole House of Lamentation to yourself for the next few hours, maybe until dawn if the ball got dragged on.

After a few hours of doing what you like in the House, including playing and partying with Cerberus, Henry 2.0 and Satan’s secret pet cats, which involved preventing the felines from eating the fish, you decided to turn in and head to bed.

I guess the ball gets dragged on. You said within yourself as you climbed the gigantic staircase.

Your exhaustion became more dominant over you. You yawned as you continued to go up the stairs. Suddenly, you felt nothing but air under you step.

Oh shit. You knew you had misstepped. You lost your balance and even though you tried your best to regain it, you failed and fell down the stairs miserably.

In your moment of falling, the images of the brothers appeared in your mind, along with two words, “Save me!”

“Ouch.” Asmo yelped as he dropped his glass of Demonus. All the nobles nearby stared at him with curiosity. But Asmo had no time to care about how he looked in their eyes, he had a strong connection with you and he knew something bad had happened to you. Asmo turned to his brothers for confirmation and when he saw that they had the same expression when looking at each other, he knew his feeling was right.

“Paimon, tell Diavolo we have to leave right now and take care of everything here.” Lucifer ordered his butler.

“Yes, my Lord. Do I need to get the carriages?”

“No need.” Lucifer said as he dashed out of the ball with his brothers. Lucifer, Mammon, Asmo & Beel, who carried Belphie, spread their wings and flew away. Satan turned into his unicorn-like true demon form and galloped away. While Levi used dive into the earth and swam away easily like how normal people swim in the water.

Just under a few minutes, all the seven reached the House. As they rushed inside, they found you lying on the ground, at the end of the stairs, probably unconscious.

“Don’t touch them.” Satan shouted when the others rushed to you. “You could make their injuries worse. Check if they’re still conscious.”

“MC, can you hear me?” Lucifer called, but no reply, only your hard breath could be heard.

“Asmo, call Solomon.”

“How is MC?” Lucifer asked, trying to be as calm as possible. He needed to. If he freaked out, it would affect his brothers too.

“Simeon and Luke have healed the wounds on MC that are within their capabilities….” Solomon reported your’s current situation to the brothers.

“I’m sensing a ‘but’ here.” Levi said.

“You are correct, Levi. MC’s hip bone cracked and we need to get them to a human hospital for a surgery.”

“Can’t ya just treat them, Solomon?” Mammon shouted.

“Sorry, Mammon. I’m a sorcerer, not a doctor. I have knowledge in the medical field but it’s not my expertise. I have done all I could to help MC.”

“I understand. Thank you, Solomon. We owe you a lot.”

“Don’t mention it. MC’s important to me too.” Solomon said as he prepared to leave. “Also, one more thing.”

“What is it?”

“In the worst case scenario, MC will have to use a wheelchair for the rest of their life.”

Solomon’s words were thunder sound beside the brothers’ ears. Some of them didn’t even believe in what they just heard themselves.

“This is a joke, right? Solomon, tell me this is a cruel joke of yours.” Belphie was the one to react first, even though it was denial and negative.

“I wish it were. But it’s the truth. Though, as I said, it’s the worst case scenario, so we should be hurry up and take MC to the hospital to avoid it.”

“No, this is a lie.” Sloth mumbled as he sat down, tightening his grip over his pillow. Seeing the scene, Beel couldn’t help but going over and hugging his twin to comfort him.

“I will go back to the Demon Lord’s Castle to talk to Diavolo to get MC to a hospital in the human world. The rest of you, go prepare things that MC might need. Mammon, you stay beside them.” Lucifer ordered as he left the House immediately.

None of the demons complained. They all went to do what they were ordered.

“Doctor, please help.” Mammon shouted as he ran to the reception, making everybody in the hospital to look at him. Following behind him were you on a stretcher and the other six brothers.

“Please calm down and tell me what happened?” The nurse at the reception desk asked with a gentle voice.

“My partner…my partner…they fell down the stairs and broke their hip.” Mammon said like he was gonna cry like a baby there.

“Alright, let me call the doctors.”

A bunch of doctors and nurses arrived and took you away, one of them stayed to ask Lucifer and Satan some questions, another nurse soon came and guide the brothers away to a waiting area.

After the mandatory diagnosis and check, the doctors finally pushed you into a surgery room. All of the brothers were frustrated to not be allowed to go inside to see you. Mammon tried to look through the glasses. He did see what was happening inside but he didn't understand what was going on. Satan was walking back and fourth, continuously asking Mammon “How’s the surgery going?”, every single minute. His blood boiled because Mammon couldn’t understand what was going on inside. In the end, Satan realized he could have settled looking through the glass on the other door of the surgery room and he did just that.

For Levi, it was so overwhelming for him that he had to sit down on the floor, even though they was a bench there. The third born kept torturing himself with images of the worst case scenario and worse-than-worst case scenario where you died because the surgery had failed. Though a part of himself kept encouraging him with reasons like “MC is stronger than a hip break, they will definitely beat this.” And two sides fought for domination within Levi’s mind.

Sitting on the bench were Asmo, Beel and Belphie. The fifth born looked extremely haggard, his hair unkempt, his eyes had dark circles under them, completely different from his usual self. Lust was also very tired and he had to lean on Beel’s shoulder.

Leaning on the other side of Beel was Belphie, who was sleeping, but his face kept showing uncomfortable expression like he was in some kind of pain. Images of you lying motionlessly at the end of the staircase kept appearing inside his dream. In his dream, Belphie came back to the House of Lamentation, only to see you lying unconscious on the ground, at the end of the staircase. And at the top of the staircase was himself, another Belphegor, smiling. Belphie asked the other him questions “How dare you harm them?”, or “Why would you push them?”, only to receiver the answer “Why don’t you ask yourself? Because I’m you.” The dream kept repeating and repeating and Belphie couldn’t escape from it.

Normally, Beel would have been devouring something to satiate his hunger at this time. But at this moment, Gluttony had no appetite. He had no desire to eat. He just wanted to know if you would be fine.

Meanwhile, Lucifer had to go back and fourth, from this office to that office to take care of the paperworks, all for your sake. The eldest never liked to do paperwork, he only do it because either out of duty or out of love for someone (and/or his siblings). In this case, it was definitely the latter.

It was dawn in the human world. Needless to say the last couple of hours were the most hectic one the residents of the House of Lamentation had had since so long ago.

The surgery had been done and the hospital staff pushed you to the recovery room. The brothers intended to follow but the one doctor came and asked them an important question.

“Which one of you is patient MC’s family or partner?”

“Me!” All of them said the same time.

“We all are their family and partners.” Lucifer answered, representing all.

The doctor was surprised at the plural “partners” but he decided not to ask further into the patient’s private life.

“Please follow me.”

The doctor led all 7 of them to his office.

“Doctor, d-do MC have to use a wheelchair for the rest of their life?” Mammon asked immediately after stepping in the office, without letting the doctor having the chance to sit down.

“The operation was a success, so no.”

“How long will it take for them to recover?” This time, it was Lucifer asking.

“1-4 weeks, it depends on MC’s body system. But they won’t be able to walk right away and will need exercises back home to regain the ability of walking. But-.”

“But what?” Satan interjected.

“MC may never regain the same strength and movement they had. They had quite a serious stair fall. They may need a walking cane or frame for the rest of their life.”

Those words made the brothers’ hearts heavy. But well, it’s better than sitting in a wheelchair for the rest of your life.

“It’s also important that the patient’s family must be with them during the recovery process. It will help a lot.”

“Don’t worry, doctor. We will always be with them…forever.”

Epilogue

You opened your eyes inside a hospital room. Beside from the piercing pain due to the surgery, you could barely felt your body from the waist down anymore.

“Lucifer, am I-.”

“No, MC, you can still use your legs. There was a chance you might lose the use of them forever, but it’s fine now.” Having said that, Lucifer began to explain to you what you needed to know.

You looked at your legs and just the thought of never be able to use your legs again saddened you greatly. The thought soon overwhelmed you as tears escaped your eyes.

“It’s alright, MC. We are here with you.” Asmo said as he kissed your cheek.

“Yeah, all of us are.”

You looked around to see your boys looking at you with reassuring smiles and gentle and encouraging eyes.

“Thank you. You guys are the best.” You said as you wiped the tears on your face.

Whatever happens, you know for sure the boys will always be with you.

Author’s words

Hope you guys like it :3

[achy-boo]

Chapter 2

Warning: A bit suggestive at the end, a bit of cursing, SunHi getting bitches, mentions of Lucifer punishing Mammon.

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SunHi, Dawn and Eva seem to fit in Devildom really well. But Eva is trying to get Dawn and SunHi to hang out with her but failed miserably when Asmodeus asked her to go to the spa with him. "Eva wanted us to hang out with her stupid self?" SunHi asked in disbelief as Dawn nodded her head. "Yes but thank Diavolo Asmo got her attention in an instant." Dawn scoffs as SunHi chuckled as he checked his phone which his eyes lit up. "Moonlight. Mammon and Beel wanted us to hang out with them." Dawn perked up. "Will [name] join us?" She asked as SunHi asked Mammon which he laughed. "Yup. They are joining us. Come on." SunHi stands up as Dawn runs towards the place at a quick speed, making the pink haired boy follow after her. "DAWN! WAIT UP!!" SunHi shouted as Dawn laughed.

Mammon's POV

Beel and I were waiting at one of the restaurants in Devildom. I was chatting with [name] while Beel join in once in a while with his mouth full. I chuckled to myself seeing Beel and [name] interact. “Oi [Name]. How do you, Dawn and SunHi meet?” I asked [name] who looked at me in surprise. “They didn’t tell you guys? I mean. It is reasonable since they don’t really like telling people their pasts.” They lightly giggle before answer. “Dawn, SunHi and I meet in school. Me and Dawn was in 2nd while SunHi is in 3rd grade.” I see [name] smile warmly. “Those two are my childhood best friends. We went through hell together.” Beel and I look at [name] with a fond look on our faces.

“DAWN!” A familiar voice shouted followed by a giggle. We all turn around to see SunHi chasing Dawn who is laughing. “Mammy! Beel! [Naaaammmeeeee]!” Dawn say as she hug tackled me while SunHi slowed his pace when he sees Beel. “Ahah.” SunHi laughed as Dawn hugged me while nuzzling my cheek,making me blush. “O-Oi! D-Dawn! Why are you hugging The Great Mammon like that?” I stutter as [name] giggled while SunHi shakes his head. “Sunny.” Beel nodded his head at SunHi who did the same. "Oh come on Mammy~! You like this~." Dawn smiles at me while SunHi is talking to Beel and [name] behind her. I began to stutter in embarrassment. "N-No I don't! W-Why does the Great Mammon like being hugged like this?!" SunHi pulled Dawn off of me by her collar, with one hand and lightly help me up with the other, glaring at her.

Beel's POV

I watched SunHi pick Dawn and help Mammon up by himself in awe. "Sunny..You're strong?" I asked SunHi, making him and [name] chuckle at my question. "Well yes. SunHi may look weak but he is strong. I remember one time when a creepy classmate pinned me down, SunHi just picked him up and just stared at him!" [Name] sighed dreamily. "SunHi is so hot when he does that." Dawn nodded her head. "It is even more sexy when he shows his muscles~." Dawn and [Name] blush and giggle while SunHi shows no emotions but the tips of his ears are red.

"So what are we all waiting for? Let us order." Mammon spoke as all of us began to sit down at a table of five people and order our food. "So SunHi and Dawn. Do you like Devildom?" I asked the two who think for a bit. "Devildom...is kinda interesting. It has some flaws but hey, it is hell." Sun Hi spoke while Dawn nodded her head. "The food here is very unique too. The cafes and restaurants here have their own charm. I would be lying that I love the human world more than Devildom." Dawn ran her hand through her, making [name], Mammon and I blush at the tattoo on her neck. It seems SunHi noticed it and chuckled lightly but never spoke a thing about it. "Food's here folks. Let us eat our food before it gets cold." [Name] says in a nervous tone in their voice. The rest of us eat our food while chatting about some random topics. It was fun. But seeing SunHi, Dawn and [name] interacting while playful tease each other makes my heart fasten its pace. "Waah. The food tastes divine~!" Dawn smiles in delight while SunHi wipes his mouth with his napkin. "Indeed it was." SunHi place his napkin on his plate. "So who is paying?"

Narrator's POV

Mammon spoke in confidence. "I will!" [Name] smirked and spoke in a teasing voice. "Oh yea? And with what money?" The Avatar of Greed held up Lucifer's credit card. "With this!" Beel and [Name] began to panic. "How do you have Luci's credit card?" [Name] asked Mammon while Beel stared at Mammon in worry. "Lucifer will punish you if you spend his money." Mammon just spat back. "Lucifer will be fine. I mean,It is just money." Beel and [Name] tried to stop Mammon when suddenly, SunHi's hand came from the side, grip Mammon's chin and face it towards him, making the Greedy demon gasp in shock. "Yes. Money is Money but hearing that you got Lucifer's credit card. I cannot let that happen. Not in front of the others." SunHi spoke in a deep tone. "Let me pay for it." Mammon was about to snap at him until he heard SunHi speak. "Be a good cute demon and let me pay for it." SunHi spoke in a sultry voice that it is too enthralling for Mammon to disobey SunHi. Mammon sat back down silently, making SunHi look at Dawn, [name] and Beel who stared at him in shock. "Now any objections?" The pink haired male asked, making the three shake their heads. "Good lovelies~." SunHi purred in a smoky tone and strolled away to pay for the food, leaving a table of four blushing demons and two humans.

Dawn covers her mouth with [name] holding the female's other hand. "H-Holy..fuck..." Dawn whispered as she stared at the table. "T-That was..captivating." [Name] nodded with a high pitched 'yep.' Beel is holding Mammon's hand whose face is so red that he is speechless.

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[catmadeofsalad]

Whenever Mammon gets punished severely, I get really sad. The way Mammon gets treated is how I was treated by my mum and siblings as a child, and I just want to hug him. Yes, he steals things. Yes, he causes trouble, but so does Belphie, Leviathan, Beelzebub, etc. They all do.

In the card Too Many Insults, the brothers are making fun of him and degrading him nonstop. He even asks them to stop, and they just laugh it off and continue until he RUNS AWAY. Then, they STILL mock him! Make fun of him being gone and that he needs them so he'll be back.

Yeah, Mammon comes back a week later. But he came back for his phone charger. That's it. His brothers see him, and they are worried and miserable without him. The whole week he was gone, they were searching for him. When he comes back, they ask him to stay, and he said he already had an idea of where he'd live on his own.

They're shocked, Leviathan has the audacity to make fun of him, and then Mammon tells them that's why he's leaving. Because they don't love him. They make fun of him. They hurt him.

Outside of this card, there is a text conversation where Lucifer asks who broke a vase or something, and Mammon instantly says it was him. Asmo is shocked, and Satan is about to deni it, but Mammon says it's him.

Wanna know why?

Cause Belphegor fell asleep while walking and broke it. Mammon took the blame because he didn't want Belphie to get punished for his sin.

Mammon got no thanks, and Lucifer didn't question it because he knew Mammon wouldn't let anyone else take the blame.

Mammon may make mistakes, but he's the best big brother the younger 5 could ever have.

You hoes honestly have to stop babying Mammon , yes his sin is greed but you wanna know what he also is? A fucking Demon, yes sometimes the other brothers go a little too far with the insults and the fighting and the name calling but that’s literally what almost every pair of siblings do and for the record he does fuck up a lot of shit for people, for example he almost got us killed when he took Beel’s food and forced us to eat it, which quite literally DESTROYED OUR ROOM. Please stop acting like he’s innocent 99% of the time, it’s fucking annoying. 😭💀

How dare you say we should piss on the poor!! No but like, did you read this bit : "Now I'm not dismissing that, or saying he doesn't deserve any consequences" Did you? Because it feels like you didn't.

I honestly wasn't even going to answer this at first, but I feel like I should get my stance on the matter out there in a way people can understand, even if nobody reads it, so thanks for the opportunity to do that.

First, I want to say that I have siblings. I know what playful insulta and fights look like and feel like. I also know what the genuinely hurtful shit is, stuff said with the intention of making you cry if you upset whoever says it too much.

And yeah, they definitely do that to him. It is definitely not all fun and games especially considering that they have canonically made him cry and his very concerning response to the MC comforting him.

I agree with you that hes not always innocent, in fact, he is guilty half the time, but one hundred percent of the time when he is involved in something bad his brothers are absolutely terrible about it.

And about the thing with Beel, I went back and replayed the story segment you were talking about and, yeah it is partially Mammon's fault. In fact, I would even go as far as to say mostly at fault because he was fucking with Beel's sin BUT his brothers fuck with his sin all the time with little to no consequence and earlier that day (at least, I'm assuming that's the timeframe) Beel stole Mammon's food and showed zero remorse.

Now, Mammon is expected to control his sin. If he doesn't, he gets punished. Makes sense, right? Except the punishments are far too harsh and none of his brothers are held to the same standard as him, despite being much more impulsive regarding acts of violence when they're set off.

As far as I remember (though I may be wrong) Mammon is the only brother who didn't try to literally kill MC. And nearly every other brother tried to kill MC because of lack of control over their sins.

I'm not upset over the fact that he gets punished for doing stupid or dangerous or bad things, I'm upset the punishments are so drastic and that he seems to be the only one receiving them. If anybody read this far, thanks for listening!

[student-in-nightraven]

innocent mc cusses pls brothers react ong 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏 if you already done this Send link miso

Swearing Infront of the brothers for the first time

Warning: swear words

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The brothers never heard MC cuss which lead them to wonder if they even knew atleast one swear word, they got their answer on a particularly chaotic day in the house of lamentation.

"GIVE ME BACK MY MONEY MAMMOOOON"leviathan yelled as he reached he's hand out to grab mammon but failed miserably as mammon fastened he's pace, he was the fastest brother after all. "FOR THE LAST TIME I DON'T HAVE IT YA GEEK"he spat as he ran down the stairs, the chase was never ending, besides the two elders causing havoc mc was talking to s4tan about the new book they were reading "I see, sorry to inform you MC but I've already read that one, but if you want I can recommend you a book?" "no it's fine I got some other stuff I wanna read,I just have this main goal to find a book that you haven't read yet" mc said half joking, s4tan chuckled " well I wish you luck for that MC tho I highly doubt you'll be able to achieve that goal using books that are in the Devildom, you should give human realm books a try instead" he replied smiling, MC nodded "that reminds me! Do you know Jane Eyre?" MC asked satan shook he's head raising a brow "no I haven't, what's it about?" "Oh it's amazing I actually have it in my bag I'll go get it" MC said excitedly rushing to their room, although before they even got the chance to leave the common room it happened so that in that same exact moment mammon was running to that room and bumped into MC, along with mammon so did Leviathan, MC fell backwards while the two demons fell onto their stomach "FFFFFUCKING HELL" MC yelled and the room went silent, mammon now wide eyed staring at MC along with Leviathan as if they've seen a ghost, satan in the corner mouth agape and asmodeus who happened to be in the same room painting he's nails gasping, beel dropped he's food from he's mouth and belphie who was asleep on the couch fell off staring at you "ARE YOU GONNA GET OFF OR DO YOU WANT ME TO DIE THE SECOND TIME?" They yelled at mammon kicking him off " A-a right sorry but uhh" "D..dd did you just swear?!-" levi managed to stutter out. "I think my organs moved places" belphie tried he's best to hold back he's laugh at that comment "MC DEAR OH NO HOW ARE YOU FEELING ARE YOU NAUSEOUS? DO YOU NEED AN AMBULANCE?" Asmo asked rushing to your side in a panic "nope. I think I'm alive for now but thanks" they wheezed out trying to regulate their breathing "what in the Devildom is going on in here?" Lucifer asked as he entered the room and after explaining everything and making sure your okay he returned to scolding mammon "ME? YOUR SCOLDING MEEE?! HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THEY WERE RIGHT THERE?? ALSO ARE WE GONNA IGNORE THE FACT THAT THEY CUSSED?!" "Now what are you talking about mammon?" "What? I just said fuck it's not a big dea- *GAAAAASP* "SEE THEY DID IT AGAIN" mammon yelled Lucifer shocked looked your way "why are all of you so surprised?? Just because I don't swear often doesn't mean I don't cuss jeez.." "waking up was so worth it" belphie said as he went back to sleep and beel tried to scrape the food off of the floor which he dropped earlier. "Can't believe you guys were THAT surprised, I'm gonna go get the book before I get another concussion"

"Mammon get under the ceiling it's time to hang" "NOOOO"

The end

A/n this is the first time I actually wrote a fic instead of a hc or a hc mixed with a fic so if it sucks I'm sorry :') THANK YOU FOR THE REQUESTT

[obeiii-mee]

Hey!! I just came across your page and I immediately fell in love with your writing style,, since your ask box is open, I was hoping to request MC getting hit with a spell or curse that makes them hate the brothers. (Like mystic messenger elixir, or danganronpa despair disease!) pretty much just how they would react if MC suddenly started to thrash and curse at them. (That sweet angst if you catch my drift) Thank you for taking the time to read this! <33

The Brothers with a Cursed!MC

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We gotta keep the angst train rolling because why not-

I’ll happily write anything to do with hate spells and the Danganronpa reference really painted it out for me nicely so let’s see if I can write angst in slightly smaller portions because there was an attempt! Thanks for the request by the way, this is the kind of thing that pops up in my brain pretty often, idk how I never wrote it out before now! You’re also very sweet for taking the time out of your day to request this <3

Characters: Lucifer, Mammon, Levi, Satan, Asmo, Beel and Belphie

Notes: uh, the title is pretty bland because I didn’t know what to write instead-

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Lucifer:

-“What the hell are you doing here? Get out-I don’t want to fucking see you!”

-Knowing that he could’ve done something to prevent this honestly frustrates him in ways he did not think were possible

-As someone who doesn’t let his emotions get the best of him, the sight of you thrashing around in his brothers’ arms while yelling obscenities at him genuinely broke his heart

-Moments like this, when something so unexpected happens or when he’s genuinely hurt by the actions of others, stump him the most. His perfect self just vanishes and he’s stuck because he doesn’t know how to react

-Well, he’s obviously sad. Actually, sad doesn’t even begin to cover it. Your desperate attempts at breaking free and lunging at him were probably one of the most gut wrenching things he’s ever had to witness and that says something considering he was very much present when his sister was on the verge of a painful death

-However, perhaps more than anything, he is seriously pissed off. Whoever casted that spell, be it an accident or otherwise, is in deep shit the moment Lucifer discovers that they are the perpetrator and they will have to suffer accordingly

-This is the kind of thing that no one, let alone the Avatar of Pride, would forgive easily. Having a loved one be brainwashed or rather cursed to the point they make you the target of all their hate and distrust hurts. And that hurt will quickly turn into anger with time and before long, the demon in question will find themselves hanging from the ceiling in Cerberus’ room before personally being visited by Lucifer himself. Terrible fate really, but what can you do?

-Even so, none of that mattered in the grand scheme of things-after all, he punishes ignorant demons on a pretty regular basis and they can’t die as easily as humans so finding the time to torture such a miserable creature isn’t exactly a problem

-The problem was the aftermath; as much as he wishes to, he can’t get rid of the effects of the spell manually and unfortunately, he will have to wait for them wear off before you can return back to normal. Fortunately, on most occasions, jinxes like this don’t last for very long. Typically 2-3 days, though sometimes it can drag on for up to a week which he hopes isn’t the case

-In the meantime, the best course of action would be to supervise you for the next couple of days and see whether your condition is getting better or not. This is, unsurprisingly, a very difficult thing to do since you keep pushing him away and violently at that but it’s not as if he can just stop trying. Curses like this sometimes come on with side effects, especially when performed on humans and they can be pretty nasty. After studying previous cases of these incidents, he discovered its quiet probable for you to get sick or sluggish towards the end of the life span of the spell

-And he stays firm on the matter, even if you keep loudly protesting against it and even if he feels completely drained after each visit to ensure that you were not taking a turn for the worse. Believe it or not, your words are powerful enough to start wearing him down and not many people can say they have that kind of affect on the literal embodiment of pride. More than anything, Lucifer wants you to return to your usual self because he misses you and seeing you act this way towards him is really making him question a lot of things

-“I told you to just piss off, you prideful, two faced bitch.”

-“….MC, stop moving-I’m trying to check whether you have a fever or not. I promise to leave afterwards, but I can’t do that until I’m sure you’re not getting sick.”

Mammon:

-“Hey! Don’t fucking touch me, just stay the hell away from me!”

-Honestly, the first time you snapped at him while you were under that curse shook him to his core and he was just confused because he’s never seen you act out like this before. But then, your words start to settle in and he almost bursts into tears

-The whole time his brothers are trying to sort you out, he’s panicking in the background with tears running down his face until Belphie comes up behind him and slaps him on the head, telling him to get his shit together

-Truth is: he is freaking out. Badly. Like, extremely bad. He doesn’t know what’s happening or why, he just knows that you are not feeling like yourself at the moment because you keep throwing shit at him and yelling at the top of your lungs to leave you alone

-He doesn’t want to. Leave, that is. Mammon actually feels like physically attaching himself to you by now and he probably would’ve if it weren’t for his brothers, who sensed that having him around was not doing you any good

-The worst part though was that, after a couple of days of waiting around for the curse to wear off, you began to ignore him altogether and that probably hurt him more than the way you treated him before

-Mostly because, in that case, he knew you weren’t acting like your usual self and he could reason that it was definitely the spell was that forcing you to behave like this. However, being ignored hit a bit too close to home since this is a pretty common tactic you used whenever you were seriously pissed off at him. Granted, you only ever reserved it for very serious situations but when you did apply it, Mammon usually felt as if the world was going to collapse on his head

-The silent treatment was possibly one of the worst things he could’ve endured that week because of how unwanted it made him feel and overall just worthless for not being able to protect you from this kinda stuff. Actually, he wouldn’t have been surprised if you decided to blame this on him as well, even after you’ve regained some more of your senses. To him it made perfect sense

-For the most part, the whole time Satan and other various demon doctors were trying to treat you, Mammon was most likely off sulking by himself. If I were to guess, probably in his room, back to the door and knees pressed up to his chest. Since, obviously, he wouldn’t have any motivation to go out without his lucky charm present and accounted for, so locked inside his room seemed like the only solution

-His brothers were worried but not even Lucifer could drag him out and eventually they gave up. Honestly, they were hoping bringing you back to normal would convince him to set foot outside of his bedroom again, even though it felt like a bit of wishful thinking

-Realistically, he’s going to keep his distance from you for a few days after you’ve recovered because by then he would have become quite insecure about a lot of things and really didn’t want to be in your presence until he felt safe again. Though, it wouldn’t take an awful to coax him towards you once again. He fell in love with you for a reason, after all.

-As for the stupid motherfucker that decided jinxing you was a good idea, he better thank his lucky stars that Mammon was mourning for a solid week before he could act on his emotions of anger. In my opinion, that’s enough time for the demon in question to runaway, maybe to the human world, invent a new identity. Go on holiday. To the Balkans, maybe. I don’t know. Mammon would probably find him. And as tame of a demon as he can be, no one wants to feel the wrath of the second born

-“…..Mammon, just go.”

-“…please….p-please don’t say that…”

Levi:

-“What the hell are you doing here?”

-Probably asking himself the same question, to be honest. It’s clear that you do not want to see him and that his presence was nothing more than a hindrance but for some reason, he really felt inclined to stay

-Levi was the last of the brothers to find out about your sudden predicament. After all, the incident itself took place during school hours and he was at home watching anime the whole time. Not to mention, he turned his D.D.D off completely so he wouldn’t be bothered by anyone before his marathon was finished so even though the brothers were desperately trying to call him, he obviously didn’t answer

-It was horrible, to put it mildly. Having to watch you get forcibly get strapped to the bed so you didn’t have the chance to attack anyone and even when you calmed down, it was clear you didn’t feel like talking to any of them

-In a way, this whole ordeal is really just feeding into his inferiority complex because even though he knows the words you are saying are not sincere, they still manage to affect him quite badly because it’s coming from you

-Despite the explanation being reasonable enough, he fails to not take it to heart and it sort of shifted his whole perspective on your relationship, much like Mammon, because of his insecurities

-By the time you’re back to your normal self, he is not. Completely out of energy as one might say. And yes, he’s used to not sleeping for days in a row sometimes but this is different because he is not doing it to catch up on a show he missed or to play with his fish

-This is a matter of your health being absolutely on the verge of collapsing entirely while your whole personality flipped like a switch, which made him anxious enough to not crave sleep or his usual entertainment past times

-While you’re still sick, he’s essentially hoping to Lord Diavolo himself that Satan knows what the hell he is doing since he was the one in charge of taking care of you, with him being more of an expert than any of the others and all. It’s stressful and the way you keep talking to him wasn’t helping in the slightest

-In all fairness, he’s almost acting as if you’ve died and he’s in the process of mourning you. Mostly because to him you were a completely different person altogether and he refused to believe the actual MC would be so blunt and dismissive. Even if you were to believe half the things you were saying, it’s not like you would willingly say it out loud to him no matter what because you always took into account how he felt about everything

-That’s what he keeps telling himself, though your insults are starting to get at him the more he’s in your presence. To keep himself occupied, he attempts to find the person who’s cursed you as a way to avenge you. Levi knows his brothers probably already did all sorts of horrible things to them and they obviously deserve it but he wants to take some petty revenge too! And what’s pettier than completely destroying someone’s social life through social media, especially when it’s helping him deal with the current situation <3

-“Can you just fucking leave already, you piece of shit.”

-“….MC….“

Satan:

-“Piss off Satan.”

-It doesn’t take long for him to start matching your energy in terms of anger. I guess it’s to be expected since hostility is usually met with more hostility and this is especially true in Satan’s case. Though it’s not clear whether he’s angry at you or the situation as a whole. It may well be both, but just because he’s the Avatar of Wrath, that doesn’t mean he’s completely unreasonable

-As usual, he was just spending his free time inside the library of the House of Lamentation when Mammon came bursting in, panicking from the looks of things before proceeding to grab him by the sleeve and aggressively yank him towards your room

-The whole situation was pretty bewildering to begin with but then, when he noticed the exact state you were in and just how badly you needed medical help-or the demon equivalent by any means, he low key started freaking out as well

-Truthfully, it was a lot of pressure on him. It was obvious that all of his brothers had really high expectations of him and were essentially pushing him to ‘fix’ you within the next 24 hours, which was probably not possible anyway

-However, on top of all of that, your overall demeanour also caught him really off guard and he genuinely had no idea how to react to your altered self once he has been updated on the matter

-Naturally, he is used to fighting fire with fire but as much as he is inclined to do just that, it really wouldn’t be fair on you considering you are not exactly capable of resisting the curse in question

-Honestly, he’s just glad (and extremely tired) once the effects of the curse are lifted because the whole experience was draining for him and as a result, he couldn’t even imagine what you were feeling after you started regaining your senses again

-Though he’s not the Avatar of Wrath for nothing and he sometimes can hold grudges for various periods of time, he doesn’t really hold anything against you, no matter how much you may have upset him while you were in that state of mind and for a few days, he may just appreciate the fact that he was able to do anything at all as a way to help ypu

-In terms of the foolish bastard that thought doing this to you was a great idea, it doesn’t take Satan all that long to come up with some kind of scheme to take his revenge on them. The whole ordeal has left him incredibly frustrated and agitated, so who would be a better choice to let all of his anger out on if not the dumbass that caused you to go through all of this?

-Don’t worry—the fourth born tends to unwind fairly quickly after releasing some of his anger so he should be by your side the next morning as if nothing happened <3

-“I’ll fucking kill you-GET OF-“

-“…MC, for the love of all that is demonic, stay still. I am not in the mood for this right now.”

Asmo:

-“…just… get out…I don’t want to see you.”

-Yeah, that alone would do enough collateral damage to last him for the next few centuries or so. Though he’s always been good at being perceptive and noticing when something is amiss with either you or his brothers, even Asmo seemed to be take off guard by your condition

-The effect you have on him is devastating at times, you know? He genuinely doesn’t know how to feel about any of this because he’s not used to seeing you react in such a way and he’s certainly not used to his brothers acting in such a peculiar manner either. It was almost as if they were lost on what to do next and that terrified him to a certain extent

-Even though you were against anyone keeping you company, someone needed to supervise you for obvious reasons. If something were to happen or your condition were to worsen, then the outcome of that problem would be in your favour if someone was there to spot it in time. Asmo usually volunteered to stay, since he didn’t feel like doing anything else on most days now that you were bed riddled

-Of course, Mammon also tagged along quite often and the two of them sort of bonded this way, though the circumstances of their stronger relationship is dubious by all means. You wouldn’t be able to tell but despite absolutely refusing to leave your side for days on end, your words did start wearing him down a little

-It wouldn’t surprise him if he were to find out you really despised him and his siblings after everything they did to you. They still couldn’t identify the curse quite well but for all they knew, it could’ve been used as a sort of truth serum that forced you to say what was on your mind no matter what

-Luckily for everyone else involved, Asmo is certainly capable of brushing off the insults you may have hurled at him and even though he’s still hurt by your words, he seems to realise that now is not the time for him to be offended or to mop about, since your condition was suddenly going to worsen before it got better

-I guess Asmo has always been rather good at prioritising the things and people he considered to be important and you are, without a doubt, one of them so his main concern was to ensure that you get better, not to worry over what you think about him

-Surprisingly enough, he didn’t need to think about the good for nothing scum that cursed you to begin with all that much, mostly because his brothers went and took care of them long before he even had the chance to react

-Doesn’t mean he has no intention of hunting him down later (if he happens to still be alive which is doubtful) and giving them a piece of his mind as well. Does this imbecile know how much sleep he lost because of what he did??? How many hours of distress and lack of self care-yeah he is probably gonna end up taking it out on him

-The good thing about having a smart ass for a brother was that Satan did heal you and way faster than most them had hoped for. In a week’s time, you were back to your old self again and Asmo could finally….relax after several days of anxious waiting. If you expect him to unglue himself from you once you’re back to normal then you’re fatally wrong.

-“Why are you even here? I thought the perfect Asmodeus would never need the company of someone who is so clearly below him.”

-“….MC, I could never think that. I…need your company more than anyone else’s so don’t say that. It’s not fair...”

Beel:

-“I fucking hate you so don’t even fucking bother talking to me.”

-Really, startled doesn’t even begin to describe his reaction to the current situation because he just came in to ask you if you wanted to go to Hell’s Kitchen with him and he found you strapped to your bed, yelling obscenities at him whilst his brothers watched from the sides, equally dumbfounded

-Surprisingly enough however, even though he may seem like the type to get emotional (which he is capable of being no doubt), Beel becomes really frustrated and angry once Mammon explains what happened to you and why you were in such a compromising state of mind

-Like, don’t get me wrong, seeing you act so indifferently towards him hurts more than his hunger pains when he doesn’t eat for a whole day but knowing that someone out there purposefully tried to turn you against him and his brothers pisses him off a lot

-And it’s probably because he knows it took such a long time for things to finally settle down and for you to be accepted into their family just for this to happen so naturally he’s not exactly happy

-Of course, don’t expect him to go off on a rampage on his own (at least, not until you get better) because honestly, he could eat the idiot behind this whole facade if he wanted to but he wouldn’t be able to enjoy it knowing you were still very much stuck at home and bed ridden

-For the majority of your recovery, he obviously stayed by your side (though he wasn’t as committed to it as Asmo and Mammon because he constantly had to go and fetch more food from the kitchen)

-Probably slept in your room as well, him and Mammon most likely took turns because after a few days of this, they were becoming increasingly tired and your bedroom floor isn’t exactly an easy place for someone to rest. They figured they’re not gonna be able to do you much good if they are drop down exhausted all the time

-Beel probably envelops you into the hug of the century once it’s confirmed there are no traces left of the curse on you and he’s almost crushing you but that’s OK because it’s been a tough week and he needs it (you too tbh)

-I would say he’s the most unaffected brother by your interactions with him whilst you were under the influence of the spell. Even though you deliberately went out of your way to insult and insinuate all kinds of horrible stuff about him, he didn’t seem to take too much of it to heart and brushed it off almost??? Didn’t stop him from sighing in relief as you apologised to him for saying all of that

-“Go annoy someone else Beel, I’m not in the fucking mood.”

-“…MC, have you eaten anything today?”

Belphie:

-“H-HEY!! Fucking let go of me-what the hell are you doing??!!”

-Unlike his brothers, he does not believe in the art of allowing people to heal on their own nor is he any good at giving people personal space when they may want it, he is simply against it

-So he’s pretty much aggressively holding you no matter how much you thrash against him-he’s surprisingly strong for a demon that doesn’t actually do anything all day so no wonder you can barely move whilst in his embrace

-The whole ordeal has pissed him off and tired him greatly, like two seconds in and he can’t decide if he wants to take a nap or go end the piece of shit that started all of this to begin with

-Honestly, he probably decided against both because maybe-just maybe-he was more needed here, at least until you stopped throwing shit at him every time he entered the room. In a way, he thought his presence might help but that’s just wishful thinking tbh

-Not going to lie, even though he tries to make it seem as if this is not bothering him at all, it does. Out of everyone, your hatred for him is, in a way, the most justifiable. Whilst he can see your dislike of his siblings as something that was fabricated due to the curse, your feelings towards him could’ve been real for all he knew

-That could be the main reason he didn’t feel like pissing off despite you telling him to do so every hour of the day and eventually he had to be pried away by Satan once he decided his brothers were getting in the way of your recovery

-That week may as well have been torture because time was going too slow and yet too fast simultaneously and he was in a fucking horrible mood the entire time (your attitude rubbed off on him) so this eventually lead to him snapping at his brothers on several occasions and fights breaking out more often than usual

-Once you are back to your senses (more or less) expect a pillow to be thrown at your head because that time period was so stressful to him he could barely sleep and he was anxious as fuck. By now, we know Belphie expresses his concern through anger and snide remarks so that’s to be expected

-Even though he is grumpy by nature, Belphie is internally so relieved to know you were not able to control yourself whilst under the influence of the spell and just happy that now he is 100% sure you don’t hate him as much as you let on during the past few days. However, the best thing to come out of this situation?? He got dibs on breaking the ribcage of the bastard behind all of this and now he gets to be a torturous little shit to someone else for a change

-“Huh? What are you going to do? Fucking kill me again? I don’t give a shit.”

-“………..”

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[obeymeoasis]

Demon Bros React: MC Defends Them From Nasty Remarks

Warnings: Explicit language, MC being mildly violent (throwing/kicking things).

Lucifer

Lucifer had just finished some paperwork for Diavolo and was on his way to R.A.D to deliver it.

In the hallway he could hear two demons talking and laughing. As he got closer he heard them say "Lucifer" and instinctively ducked into a nearby alcove.

"Lucifer's such an asshole." "I know, right? He acts like he's so much better than the rest of us when really, he just has a huge stick up his ass. It's no wonder he doesn't have any friends. Even his own brothers don't like him!" "He'll probably spend the rest of his life being Diavolo’s little bitch."

He would be lying if the comments didn't make him angry. But it was far from the worst thing he had heard about himself and would definitely not be the last time someone spoke ill of him.

With a weary sigh, Lucifer turned toward the south entrance where he could walk in order to avoid the demons. He could have strode past and glared at them menacingly. He could have made them grovel on their knees. But he was honestly exhausted and looked forward to this day being over as soon as possible. Plus, it would reflect poorly on Lord Diavolo if he started a fight with some lesser demons over this.

Suddenly, the chatter of the demons was interrupted by a loud thumping sound followed by the sound of one of the demons screeching in pain.

Lucifer quickly turned around to see- Oh no. You were standing in front of the demons, rage clear on your face. The demon who had yelled in pain was crouched on the ground holding his bruised shoulder. A History of the Devildom textbook was open on the ground, pages crumpled.

Did you... did you just throw a textbook at a demon?

Before he could even move, he heard your angry voice. "Listen here you fuckers. How dare you talk about Lucifer like that. He's one of the kindest, most intelligent, most thoughtful beings I've ever met. And you have no right to speak of him like that! I love him!"

Lucifer's heart burst at your declaration, his cheeks warming in pleasure. The two demons however, who had been gaping at you in shock, were now beginning to look murderous. The injured one stood up and slowly inched toward you, a vicious grin on his face. "Oh, is that so? And what the hell is a weak human like you going to do about it?"

You opened your mouth to speak but before you could say anything, Lucifer picked you up and threw you over his shoulder. "Love, I appreciate how you stood up for me. There's not many people who have done so for me before. But any more would cause trouble. And also, please don't throw textbooks at others, no matter how much you think they deserve it."

With a smug smile on his face, Lucifer began to walk toward the dorms. You, however, were struggling to turn your head around, still yelling and pointing angrily at the demons. "This isn't over! Sleep with your eyes wide open! You'll be hearing from my lawyer!"

He really did love you.

Mammon

Mammon was at the casino on a Monday night. It was lively as always, crowds of people playing group games and others drinking and mingling.

But for some reason, Mammon felt like being alone. He was in one of the more quiet corners, playing the slot machines.

He honestly should have been back at the dorms doing his homework. He was here because he felt like he had to, but his heart wasn't really in it. Mammon thought about packing it up early and texting you to see if you wanted to hang out.

The sudden sound of glass shattering broke through his thoughts. There was some sort of commotion going on and Mammon could hear angry yelling and cursing, some kind of argument.

Like many of the other customers, Mammon drifted toward the noise wanting to see what had happened. His heart sank when he saw you in the middle of the crowd, still in your R.A.D uniform, arguing with an older demon who Mammon recognized as a regular. They had played some games together before that always ended in angry accusations. The remains of a drinking glass lay shattered on the floor.

Mammon quickly rushed to your side. "MC, what the hell are you doing here?! What happened?" Up close he could see how livid you looked, you were trembling with fury.

The older demon opened his mouth while gesturing at his ruined clothes. "This bitch threw a drink at me! I should have them arrested! Do you know how much this tuxedo costs?" Ignoring him, you turned to face Mammon.

"Mams, Lucifer told me to check up on you and you weren't answering my calls. So I decided to come in person to make sure you were okay. But then I heard this asshole saying terrible things about you to his friends, calling you a liar and a cheater and all kinds of horrible names that you're not!"

Mammon was shocked to see you were struggling to fight off your tears, your lower lip quivering. "I know how caring and genuine and loving you are and I couldn't stand by while he said those things about you! None of it’s true!"

Overcome with emotion Mammon embraced you fiercely, shielding you from the other demon. "Oh, babe. Ya really are a special one.” Mammon gently stroked your hair and whispered in your ear. “I don't care about what he said, but thanks for sticking up for me. I love ya so much."

"Now let's make a run for it so that demon doesn't kill us."

Leviathan

Levi was slowly getting used to being in a relationship with you in public. At first, interactions were limited to the privacy of his room: cuddling and watching movies, gaming together, reading manga together. But now he looked forward to waiting for you after classes and walking home with you while holding hands.

His face got really red and he had a hard time making eye contact with you but still, he thought it was an improvement.

Right now he was waiting for you outside your classroom, scrolling through his D.D.D to kill time. Suddenly, he heard someone call your name.

“MC, you’re dating Levi right?” At the sound of his name he peeked in the window to see you cornered by three demons. He saw you nod. 

The demons began to barrage you with questions. “Why are you with a loser like that? Doesn’t he like never leave his room?” “He’s honestly the ugliest out of his family. I don’t believe that Levi and Asmo are related.” “You don’t actually find him attractive, do you?” “Are you with him ‘cause he’s like the easiest to control?” 

Each word felt like someone was piercing his heart. These were all things that he had thought or wondered himself, days when the darkness seemed to win over his mind. But to have them spoken out loud, especially in front of you, it was unbearable. It was as if his lowest and most shameful thoughts were being justified.

He was afraid to hear what your answers would be. Biting his lower lip, Levi turned to head home by himself but flinched at the loud sound of something slamming into the wall. He peeked inside the window again and saw you standing there, furious, your hands clenched into fists. You had apparently kicked one of the desks into the wall, black scuff marks clearly visible against the white paint.

“Alright, listen here you despicable fucks because I’m only going to say this once. My relationship with Levi is private, meaning all of your questions can be answered with ‘none of your damn business’. But since you’ve gone out of your way to waste my time, I’ll let you know this: Leviathan is more beautiful, inside and out, than any of you will ever be in your entire miserable lives. I honestly don’t think you deserve to breathe the same air as him and I hope Levi summons Lotan to devour the three of you."

Levi’s jaw was on the floor. He had never heard you speak that way. He had never had someone defend him so fiercely. His thoughts were interrupted by the classroom door suddenly slamming open as you walked out."

“Oh Levi, tell me you didn’t hear anything just now.” Your eyes were wide and you looked at him nervously.

Levi grabbed your hand and held it tight between two of his own. “I did, but it’s alright. Thanks for what you said.”

“Anything for my Lord of Shadows.”

Satan

Satan was heading to the library, your usual after-school spot. Some days you two spent hours there doing homework, reading, or just chatting quietly about your day before heading to dinner.

As he approached the table he saw you sitting down with a stranger seated opposite you. Leaning closer he was relieved to see it was a classmate you were friendly with, someone he knew you hung out with occasionally.

Satan was about to say hello when he stopped at the mention of his name. "MC, are you sure it's wise to be this involved with Satan?"

He quickly ducked behind a nearby bookshelf. Satan usually wasn't one to eavesdrop like this but the question concerned him.

"MC, I'm asking you for your sake. Satan is dangerous. He's violent and cruel. There are rumors about him beating up other demons and doing horrible things to them. What if he tries to hurt you too?"

Satan flinched. Sure his wrath had led him to do some destructive things before, but it was never without reason. Is this how you saw him as well? His thoughts began to spiral. What if you grew scared of him? Of his wrath? What if you flinched at his touch? That would hurt more than any of the rumors that swirled about him. 

Satan saw you take a deep breath before speaking. "Well, I appreciate you talking to me about this. I know you meant the best and were just thinking about me. But I promise you, you have nothing to be worried about. Satan would never hurt me."

He saw your friend shake their head, exasperated. "But you don't know that! What if one day he can't control himself and has an outburst or something?"

You replied carefully. "Satan is gentle. Incredibly so. He always treats me with nothing but respect and kindness. And Satan's not some kind of monster. He knows how to control himself and his powers. I love him. I really do. And until he decides to stop loving me, I want to be by his side."

He saw your friend huff irritably and get up to walk away. "Suit yourself, MC. Don't say I didn't warn you."

Satan took this as his cue to walk over. Your eyes brightened at the sight of him and you started to ask him about his day, acting as if nothing had happened. Satan played along for a bit, but then reached across the table for your hand and began playing with your fingers.

His hand was shaking. "I'll never stop loving you, you know. For as long as I live you're the only one for me. I love you, MC."

Asmodeus

Asmo was thrilled when you said you wanted to go dancing with him because he was usually the one pestering you to do things. He was having so much fun with you tonight, twirling you around on the dance floor and marveling how beautiful you looked under the shimmering lights of the club.

He was beginning to feel a bit hot, however, and excused himself to the bathroom, making sure you were safe on of the couches with a bottle of water in your hand.

Asmo had just finished touching up his makeup and adjusting his outfit when he heard two demons near the entrance of the bathroom gossiping loudly about him.

“Did you see what he was wearing tonight? He might as well have come naked instead of wearing those scraps of fabric he thinks counts as an outfit.” “My friend slept with Asmo once. She said he’s super easy, he’s willing to pretty much sleep with anyone.” “I bet him and that human won’t last another week. Once he’s done with them he’ll trash ‘em and move on to the next one, like he always does.”

Being the Avatar of Lust meant that Asmo had heard these kinds of comments before, whispered in the hallways at R.A.D or the dark hallways of nightclubs. It never really got easier listening to them though, and he realized he was biting down hard on his lower lip, his nails digging into his palm. 

Asmo contemplated what to do. He didn’t want to keep you waiting by yourself outside but he also didn’t want to run into the demons talking about him. Their comments affected him more than he thought they would. Maybe it was because you were involved. He wouldn’t do that to you. You knew that right? He would never treat you like a plaything.

Taking a deep breath and steeling his nerves Asmo schooled his face into an expression of careless indifference. He took a step outside, ready to greet his "fans", but was surprised to see that you had gotten there first.

And what a sight you were. Despite being much shorter than the two demons, it seemed you were the least bit intimidated. Your glare was ice cold as you gestured wildly at the two of them, and moving closer Asmo realized you were screaming.

"How fucking dare you say such vile things? You don't know the first thing about Asmo. You're really going to shame someone for what they wear?! For what they do in the privacy of their bedroom?!"

You pointed angrily at the demons, who seemed too stunned to move or say anything. "People like you make me fucking sick. You're despicable! Talking as if you're so high and mighty when all you do is judge others! How dare you? You cowards!"

Asmo could see you were getting more and more enraged and your hands were beginning to tremble. He leapt forward to stand between you and the demons and put his hands gently on your shoulders. Once he saw that you were okay, he gave you a passionate kiss, his mouth hot and needy against yours.

You kissed him back for a moment but moved away to hiss, "Karens, Asmo! Karens in the fucking Devildom, who would have thought?!"

"I know, darling. Let's head home. We can have a nice, relaxing bubble bath together."

Beelzebub

Beel was looking through the menu, deciding between a couple of his favorite dishes. It was your one year anniversary and despite his insistent protests, you had remained firm in your decision to pay for that night’s meal. Ever since you and Beel began dating, he pretty much always paid for your meals together because of how much he ate. But tonight, you wanted to be the one to treat him for once.

Beel knew you had secretly been saving up Grimm and he’d feel so guilty if you spent it all on him. Which was why he was trying to decide between a couple of different things, when normally he would have ordered everything on the page.

“Babe, please order whatever you want. I can practically see the thoughts turning in your head. I told you that I wanted to pay for tonight and I’m going to keep that promise. I want this to be a special night for us, so don’t worry about it.” Before he could protest, you called the waiter over.

Beel sighed and knew there was no changing your mind on this. You were incredibly stubborn when you wanted to be. He rattled off his usual order as the waiter frantically scribbled down notes, struggling to keep up. Once finished, Beel handed over the menus and smiled at how cute you looked, a mixture of pride and smugness on your face.

But your expression soon turned sour as you heard the conversation from a couple sitting a few tables over. Their voices were intentionally loud and they kept sneaking glances at your table as if to watch your reactions.

“Oh my lord, honey did you see how much food that guy just ordered? What an absolute pig!” “I saw, darling. I honestly pity his date right now, they must be soooo embarrassed.” “Is there anyone who wouldn’t be ashamed to be seen in public with such a selfish glutton?”

Beel’s heart felt like it had sunk. Embarrassed? Was MC embarrassed to be seen with him? Panicking, Beel thought back to all of the dates he’d had with MC so far. He realized that they ate out a good majority of the time they hung out, with Beel eating his normal enormous portions each time. Oh no, what had he done?

Head bowed, Beel slowly looked up at you, afraid to see what kind of expression you were making. But to his surprise, you didn’t look embarrassed or ashamed at all. You looked like you were going to murder someone.

He watched as you cleared your throat and then began speaking even more loudly than the couple had been. “OH BEEL, MY HANDSOME, KIND, LOVING, STRONG, SEXY, TALENTED BOYFRIEND. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH! YOU’RE HONESTLY SO AMAZING AND ONE OF THE QUALITIES I LOVE ABOUT YOU MOST IS THAT YOU’RE NOT A JUDGMENTAL ASSHOLE WHO MAKES RUDE INAPPROPRIATE COMMENTS TO STRANGERS ABOUT THINGS THAT ARE NONE OF THEIR DAMN BUSINESS!” 

Beel felt his lips inch into a smile and he flushed with amusement and happiness. But you weren’t finished just yet. “EXCUSE ME WAITER?” 

Your waiter practically ran to the table and looked between you two nervously, then at the couple glaring daggers in your direction. “COULD YOU PLEASE BRING US ANOTHER MENU? MY BOYFRIEND WASN’T FINISHED WITH ORDERING WHAT HE WANTS. OH BEEL, I LOVE HOW MUCH YOU EAT. HOW COULD SOMEONE BE EMBARRASSED OF A WONDERFUL GUY LIKE YOU?”

Beel took the menu and began listing some more foods at random, not really paying attention. He was too busy thinking about how much he loved you, how nobody aside from Belphie had ever stood up for him like that, had protected him like that. His cheeks felt like they were about to split from how much he was smiling.

When the waiter finally left, looking frazzled, Beel made his way over to your side of the table. He knelt down and nuzzled into your neck before giving you a tender kiss on your forehead. “MC, you’re amazing.”

Belphegor

Belphie had to admit, the gardens were a pretty nice place for a nap. Earlier in the day you had practically dragged him outside claiming that you were bored of sleeping in his room. As if that was even possible.

At first he was pretty annoyed that you were making him get up and move around. But the newly washed picnic blanket, the cool breeze rustling through the trees, and the light smell of flowers in the air all contributed to a very nice environment for a nap.

Belphie rested his head on your lap, already feeling his eyelids growing heavier. Your fingers gently combed through his hair, lightly scratching against his scalp, and he practically purred.

He guessed he had been asleep for about ten minutes when he awoke to the sound of your voice and something prodding against his knee.

Irritated at the disturbance, Belphie looked up to see two R.A.D students he recognized for always causing trouble. He looked over to see you scowling and guessed you had been telling them to leave so they wouldn't wake him up.

One of the students leered down, blocking out the light, and used the tip of his foot to poke Belphie's knee again. "Well the two of you make an odd fucking pair, huh?” He sneered, “Personally, I don’t date people who have MURDERED me in the past but what do I know? Love works in all kinds of mysterious ways.” You flinched as if someone had slapped you and Belphie growled, his hands curling into fists.

The other student leaned down to clap Belphie on the shoulder. “I gotta admit I didn’t know you had it in you, chief! I always thought you were...” He gave Belphie a once-over before adding “Well, everyone thinks you’re a bit fucking useless, eh? But I’m glad to see you’re capable of something.”

Belphie opened his mouth to reply venomously but was interrupted by the most horrifying sound coming from your mouth. It sounded like a combination of wailing and screeching as fat tears rolled down your cheeks. It was difficult to hear what exactly you were saying because of how hard you were crying, but Belphie could make out “How could you say that?!” and “Leave him alone!” among the screams. 

The two students had their hands over their ears, their faces twisted into grimaces of pain. One shouted, “What the fuck is wrong with you?” Worried, Belphie put a hand on your shoulder in an attempt to calm you down but you shrugged it off, continuing to cry and wail. Pretty soon other students began gathering around you, whispering amongst themselves and looking to see what all the noise and commotion was about. It was difficult to ignore you when you kept yelling things like “You’re horrible! Horrible! Leave us alone!” 

The two instigators looked at each other for a brief moment before deciding to run off, not wanting to get involved any further. And as soon as they left, it was like a switch had been turned off. You stopped crying and screaming immediately. If he hadn’t been there from the beginning, Belphie never would have guessed that you had been crying. Your face was perfectly calm and you sat relaxed with your hands folded, the picture of innocence.

“Belphie, don’t worry about what those two idiots said. We’ve talked about it enough and we’ve both worked it out, haven’t we? And you’re not useless. You know how much I love you and care about you. You mean so much to me.” 

Belphie leaned over to take your hand in his trembling one. He reached down to brush a stray leaf out of your hair before whispering, “MC, you’re fucking terrifying sometimes. I love you.”

[ikemen-trifecta]

Asmodeus x Aromantic Reader

It's late at night and I'm feeling a bit melancholic, so I'm writing this to get it out of my system for a while. I hope whoever decides to read this feels represented or can take something away from the experience. I don't see many aromantic fanfics out there, so I decided to combine it with the avatar of Lust as a challenge. Please don't assume this is based on real-life events; I merely wish to spread awareness for some of the lesser-known LGBT+ groups. As a disclaimer, this story does not imply that one can't have romantic relationships without romance. It's perfectly doable and many people partake in it. I also heard that some of y'all Obey Me! fans assume that Asmo doesn't know his boundaries, which is hogwash. Almost all his flirty lines in the game are questions, which proves that he's all about consent. He may be a demon, but the embodiment of Lust is sexier when all parties are happy. That being said, please continue on. - Edi

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“Asmo, I have something to tell you,” you said suddenly.

“Oh? What is it, hon?”

“I don’t know how to tell you this—” He cut you off.

“Do you not love me anymore? Is it Lucifer? His hair is always perfect,” he muttered spitefully.

“No, no, no, no, no! I do love you. It’s just… I don’t love you romantically.”

“Oh…” he responded glumly, “Okay.”

“I love you as a person, but I can’t feel romantic attraction. I should’ve told you sooner. I thought I liked you that way at first, but…”

Asmodeus sighed and stayed silent for a while.

“I can’t say I’m not devastated, but…”

You immediately felt guilty. Maybe you should’ve kept pretending you were in love with him. But that would have made you miserable; you knew that. Why did honesty have to feel so bad sometimes?

“I’m sorry” was all you could say.

Asmodeus stared at the floor for a while before taking your hands in his.

“(y/n), no matter what, I will always love you more than I love myself. And that’s why I can learn to let go. I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable when you look at me.”

You felt tears welling up in your eyes.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. I ended up hurting you more.”

“Well, now I know.”

“You’re not…mad?” you asked tentatively.

He laughed a bit. “How could I be mad? I’m the avatar of Lust. I encompass many types of love, including friendship and familial. The moment I can’t accept someone’s orientation is the day I lose who I am.”

“I… Thank you for always being there for me, Asmo.”

“Of course. I love you.” He paused. “No romo,” he added, smiling.

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Obey Me Incorrect Quotes

A/N: I have a weird obsession with incorrect quotes so here are a few for Obey Me. I'm not sure how accurate these would be but oh well I collected these over times, some of them aren't really incorrect quotes but hey, I can turn probably everything into one. ------- Mammon:  I hate when I misplace my glasses because I am forced to walk around like I'm suspicious of everything. MC: *glares and points at the cabinet* What about you, cabinet, sketchy piece of shit, did you take them? - Leviathan: Bloodborn is just Dark Souls but wet. Everyone: .... Lucifer: ...Pardon? Leviathan: Dark Souls is defined by its absence of anything resembling life. Miyazaki made a world so almost utterly devoid of growth or flourishing at all. Everything is in the final stages of rot and decay, reduced to the cracking skeleton of what it once was. Not just metaphorically, the stone and grass and trees and just.. everything about it is so terribly dry. Beelzebub: Levi-- Leviathan: BLOODBORN THOUGH? Bloodborn is dripping, sopping wet. The stone in central Yharnam? Wet. The bosses? Wet. The weapons? Wet. The combat? Wet. The plot points? WET. The way it's so utterly obsessed with liquid, fresh death, gore and a city in the midst of ruin, rather than having died off long ago? FUCKING W E T  Asmodeus: What happened? MC: Introducing Levi to those games may of been a bad idea- - Mammon: Sensory overload is really like, sorry I can't hear you over my shirt tag being itchy, those two strands in my face, the pot boiling in the kitchen, one of my shoe laces being undone, the music in my brothers room, the AIR and my own brain trying to remember to buy jewelry! MC: I can't talk, I have socks on - MC: *Cuddling the twins* Pfft- Beel, are you kissing my knuckles, that's so-- STOP LICKING MY RING POP- - Belphegor: You are the best twin I can ask for and I would do anything for you Beelzebub: I want you to eat at least three meals a day and stop trying to murder Lucifer.. Belphegor: Absolutely not. - Solomon: I am the most responsible in the group Luke: But you set the kitchen on fire!! Solomon: Yes, and I take full responsibility for that - Lucifer: I'm having salad for dinner MC: Wait seriously? Lucifer: ..Actually it's more so grapes Lucifer: Okay it's all grapes MC: Wha-- Lucifer: Fermented grapes Lucifer:  MC: Is it wine? Lucifer: It's wine. Lucifer: I'm going to have wine for dinner - Luke: *To Simeon and Solomon* Can we go to a haunted house this year? I want to try it.. Solomon: What's wrong with the one we have now?? Luke: Wait- WHAT?! Solomon: Goodnight! - Asmodeus: Look, we're under a mistletoe~ MC: *looks up* Asmo, that's.. not a mistletoe.. Later that night MC: *wakes up at 4am* OH MY DIAVOLO HE WAS FLIRTING WITH ME - MC: Date someone who will drag you outside at 3am to look at the stars! Belphegor: I love stargazing but if anyone, and I mean anyone, wakes me up at 3am to go look at the damn sky they will be removed indefinitely from my life. - Simeon: You often use humor to deflect trauma.. Mammon: Thanks Luke: We didn't say that was a good thing- Mammon: What I'm hearing is, ya think I'm funny - Satan: Why did you draw a pentagram on the floor? Mammon: Your text told me to satanize the house before you two returned. Lucifer: Lucifer He wrote SANITIZE, Mammon. - Belphegor: You fuckers don’t know about my knife stick. It’s a knife taped to a stick and it’s the ultimate weapon Beelzebub: A... spear? Belphegor:  - Asmodeus: I actually have a black belt. Solomon: In what, karate? Asmodeus: No, from Majolish. - Asmodeus: Let me show you a picture from last night that really upset me Mammon: Okay, but in my defense, Belphie bet me 50 grimm I couldn’t drink all your shampoo. Asmodeus: That’s not what I wanted to- you drank SHAMPOO?! MORE IMPORTANTLY MY SHAMPOO??? - Beelzebub: What's a word thats a mix between 'sad' and 'mad'? Satan: Disgruntled, miserable, desolated- Mammon: Smad. - Mammon:  If I die, my funeral is going to be the biggest party ever and you’re all

invited Lucifer: If?? Levi: Great, the only party I’ve ever been invited to and he might not even die. - Belphegor:  Here’s a fun Christmas idea. We hang mistletoe, but instead of kissing, you have to FIGHT whoever else is under it. MC: Belphie, no-- Satan: Mistlefoe. Lucifer: Please stop encouraging him. - Mammon: Self care is actually getting into fights with randoms in dark alleys Asmodeus: No, self care is stuff like taking a bubble bath, or putting on a lot of makeup if you like it, or taking a nice warm nap! Satan, who got pissed off just recently: Self care is the burning heat when rage washes over you. Self care is when you feel the bones crack under your powerful fists. Self care is the fear in your enemies’ eyes! MC: Self care is taking your birthday cake just so I can eat the frosting. Satan: If you touch my birthday cake I’ll make you eat your hands. - MC: You are an absolute dork. Mammon, singing: Yeah, but I'm your dork! MC: *sighs* Yeah, you're my dork.

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Brilliant, brava, brava! This enigma that all are scared of? A piece of artwork! May I request a time where MC finally gets mad, lets say its at a lower demon for trash talking one of the characters, and they get a small glimpse of their true self? Bonus points if its some sort of extreme Eldritch horror, creepypasta, cryptid, etc., If you can, thank you dear patron~- -Enigmatic🍓

SOMETHING WENT WRONG

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Lucifer found himself doing some paperwork like always with the prince. The blackhaired demon however failed to concentrate, mostly due to his constant worry of your prensence here, not because you could get hurt... but becausw he feared you'd hurt someone else.

He read the paper infront of him and then told Diavolo to sign it. Lucifer fortunately wasnt the only one to worry, for the prince too couldnt get you out of his mind. "Say lucifer..." he started as he face the fallen angel, "are you sure Mammon can handle them? I mean, its already been a couple of months but still" He asked. Lucifer smiled and assured the prince that Mammon knows what he is doing with you, "its not like nothing bad has happened yet" responds the eldest.

This seems to calm down Diavolo a bit, afterall there is a reason why the avatar of greed is the second strongest of the brothers, not only that but if Lucifer didnt trust Mammon into doing a good job with you then someone else wouldve gotten the role of being your guardian back then.

Both of the demons growing tranquility is interupted by Barbatos, who was preparing tea but has arrived empty handed. The butler was clearly in distress, and that they both needed to come with him.

No words were needed to explain why, you were one of the very few creatures in the three realms who made Barbatos get anxious. It was to know that if something has caused him to burst into the office like this it would be because of you.

As the three demons pick up their speed down the hallways of RAD, lucifer's phone starts to ring, it's Mammon. Forget the peace their was moments prior, Mammon's shaken voice is enough to cause the worst of feelings to the eldest sibling, enough to make him start running, phone at his ear and leaving the royals behind.

From the other side of the call their was the second born, afraid, confused as to what to do, all he could do was keep his younger brother and friend behind him as he makes akward eye contact with you... the true you.

Earlier to this case you and Mammon had agreed on meeting up with Asmo and Solomon to get lunch after class. It was going well, nothing unsetteling had happened with you as of lately, the last accident being with Belphegor, who was starting to not be so scared of you. However most people at RAD could tell something was up with you, not because you were the new exchange student but because their was this vibe with you that made them all feel threathened.

With said fame you had their would obviously be people who'd wanna test your limits, their would be people who would wanna see what you were in fact, and it seemed to be that today would be the day they'd get their desires to become a reality. Some lower demon had decided to come to peace with death itself and sacrifice their miserable existence to trigger you. While the teasing was kept at a minimun in class with you, they would be inconvenient enough to make you pissed. Said lower demon was following you and Mammon outside, where Asmo and Solo were at. After building themselves up they ran up to you and started to bother you.

Even with the treathning auras of the two brothers that were there, and the one of the sorcerer, it didnt seem to be enough to scare the lower creature off. They continued and eventually anyone nearby started to stare thanks to the drama that is unfolding here.

With all of the problems that have presented to you up till now, such as Belphie brutally squishing you to death and lucifer's overprotective nature of his friends and family, you couldn't really keep yourself at bay any longer and decided to talk back to the annoying stranger.

What seemed to frustrate you wasnt the demon trash talking you however... but instead they were trash talking those you hanged out with, they were insulting the brothers, the members of purgatory hall and they even said some indirect insults to the prince himself and the butler. It was enough to drive you at edge. It was like they choose to ignore the many problems you and your friends has dealt with up until now and that was the final straw for you, you had to show this asshole their place in hell.

Lucifer had finally arrive to the fight scene, IF you could even call it a fight, for now the demon was on the floor, shaking, bruised up, never standing a chance against you and for a split second the eldest had seen your true self.

As for Asmo, Solomon and Mammon who were right behind you, they were clearly fucked up mentally from what they too saw you transform into. It wasnt a specific figure they saw, no, all that could be described is that for a moment you got very tall... and thats it. Whatever sort of shapshifting beast you transformed into was enough to leave them all pale.

Diavolo finally arrived with Barbatos, he saw that very bruised student and the very bad energy coming from you, this made the poor prince freeze in place as well, his mind going by a thousand percent as he wonders what to do. He doesnt allow violence happen in school grounds but something deep inside him tells him that no punishment that he could give you would actually work and that, if anything, it would make things worse.

To make matters worse the other students who were walking by and stayed to watch also saw your true self and some even recorded the incident, leading to you trending on places like deviltube and devilgram, something went wrong and it's consequences are damaging for everyone. Those who watched are now scared for life, the student that challenged your patience is seriously injured, the brothers, both those who were dare and those who are now watching the video on social media, will never see you the same again, and Diavolo's exchange program plans will most likely be ruined after this incident.

Good luck trying to fix your problem, because no one will want to be near you from now on, not even your dearest friends, who you just wanted to defend...

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(This was half rushed but my middle school excuse is that i forgot what i was writing about so... anyways i hoped you all liked this cause ive had been working on this idea for a good while <:3 also check out the other three parts on my masterlist if you want more non-human mc content )

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Genre: Fluff

Characters: Male!MC x Solomon [+ Asmo]

Universe: Obey Me!

Warnings: none

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"Do you mind if I sit here?"

"Are you stupid or what?"

The voice of a well-known person stopped MC from complaining about his headache. He opened an eye to see Solomon sitting on the sofa next to him, his expression moved by an amused smile.

MC wanted to punch him right in the face. Why was he smiling?

"What do you want?"

"Asmo told me that a shelf fell, and a bunch of books hit your head"

"I will kill him"

"He was just worried"

That was true but he could also imagine Asmo laughing in the corner thinking about how flustered MC was with Solomon so close to him. "Does your head hurt?" Solomon softly pressed his finger on MC's forehead that almost hissed at him, his eye still open watching him with an annoyed look.

"No, idiot. I am here just for fun" He could hear the sorcerer laughing at the response and MC couldn't stop a little blush on his face. Those books had hit him so fast that he couldn't even react to cast a spell to stop them from falling. All he remembered was Asmo yelling his name and trying to help him standing up.

He was so disoriented, Beelzebub had to carry him home. It was so embarrassing for him. He didn't need their help.

"MC"

He was so assorted in his thoughts that he didn't heard Solomon asking for something.

"Mh?"

"Have you heard what I said?" He shook his head, trying to stand up but failing miserably; his head was still spinning. The sorcerer was trying to use magic on the bruise on his forehead, but MC had stopped him reaching for his hand as faster as he could.

"What are you doing?"

The sorcerer looked at him, he had a confused but an half smile on his face. "Trying to heal your bruise?"

MC signed, moving his hand away and looking at him "I don't need help"

"Ah, what a stubborn pupil"

"Ah, what a boring teacher"

This time he heard Solomon laugh and MC had snorted loudly. 'Thanks, Asmodeus' had thought to himself as he curled up on the couch so as not to look the sorcerer in the eye. Usually, he would have responded with a tone more inclined to flirt but the hit he had taken had made him more irascible and annoyed than usual.

If he could, he would set fire to that stupid shelf, and he certainly wasn't in the mood to joke with him.

"Boys" Asmo's voice had made him stiffen and he had held his breath; he had to remember that he was lying on the sofa in the living room and that the seven brothers could suddenly pop up at any moment. The avatar of lust had come out of nowhere holding an ice bag and grin printed on his face.

"Oh, my sweet MC. Did those books hurt you?" his tone of voice was amused but he was also worried. What's more, he had the excuse to take care of him for a while.

"I see that both you and Solomon are having fun" the boy had cut short, trying to contain the irritation. "Why don't you throw yourself under the shelf next time?" Asmo had snorted slightly, resting the ice bag against MC's forehead, mumbling a 'rude' and winking at Solomon who had looked at him. "I'll leave you for a moment, I'm going to get the DDD. I think I left it in my room."

'Damn' had instead thought MC, recognizing that tone of voice. He was trying to leave them alone because he had discovered his soft spot for the sorcerer some time before. If for the rest of the brothers his doing seemed only a way to be mean to the sorcerer, Asmo had understood that in reality he had a soft spot for him for some time now. MC had made him promise not to say it – even though he knew how Asmo was – otherwise he would set fire to his hair and his shoe collection. Asmo had not liked his threat, but he had not -yet- spiffed anything.

"Are you sure you don't want a hand? I can cure that bruise in an instant."

"I can survive a few hours like this"

The sorcerer had removed the ice bag from his forehead and MC had let slip an 'ouch' while bringing a hand to his forehead. Still curled up, MC could feel Solomon's gaze on him. He expected a comment, something, but nothing; he was watching him in silence.

Something was wrong.

"Do you want to explain to me what you still do... here" MC’s voice had died in his throat when he turned around and found himself a millimeter from Solomon’s who was looking at him with his usual look that studies you but that seems to want to enchant you. Seeing himself reflected in his eyes had left him speechless for a few seconds, which then drove him away with a slight push.

"Have you ever heard of personal space?"

"Yes, sometimes."

This time, without accepting a 'no' as an answer, Solomon had again placed a hand on Mc's forehead who had tried not to protest to recall another of the brothers.

Solomon had asked him to lie down and close his eyes while uttering a spell that MC never remembered hearing; later he would ask him for his name. He felt the sorcerer's magic pass from his hand straight to his forehead, no longer feeling that sense of disorientation. Solomon then moved his hand, lingering for a second to leave what appeared to be a stealthy caress on MC's face.

"Happy now?"

"Quite. Try to sit down."

MC had sat awkwardly, no longer feeling that sense of nausea or dizziness. Solomon, meanwhile, had stood up and MC had thought he was about to leave, but instead he had stretched out a hand towards him and the boy had looked at him, confused.

"Try to get up"

Undecided whether or not to take the sorcerer's hand, MC had initially tried to get up on his own, leaving Solomon with his hand in mid-air. He was about to retire his hand, when a grimace on MC's face had led him to lean out to catch him. MC found himself in his arms and almost stopped breathing.

"Maybe it's the case that you sit down"

"What?"

The sorcerer had barely restrained himself from laughing even though seeing MC so confused was amusing him and not a little.

An "eh-ehm" behind them, however, had interrupted them.

"I'll leave you five minutes alone to already be lovey-dovey?" Asmo had a slightly annoyed expression on his face, even though he was also having fun. This did not mean that he wanted to miss the opportunity to take care of MC at least for once.

MC had cast a glance at him between "I'll kill you" and "I want to die", and then abruptly detach himself from Solomon and left the room, staggering.

Next time he would set that damn shelf on fire.