#belphie: hes not going to want to do that

[gifti3]

Have the conversation in the attic maybe

[shootingstarrfish]

i'll tell yall about a funny obm dream i had a while ago, all my belphie dreams have been scams so far i want a refund >:v

so i can only assume id just been on an outing with the brothers and it was the end of the day. they were all squished into my itty bitty car to the point where asmo was sitting on my lap while i was driving (it was weird dream logic so he kept alternating between sitting on my lap and sitting on the floor at my feet??) of course lucifer being the insufferable eldest sibling was in the passenger seat beside me, belphie was directly behind me and i believe levi was beside him in the middle? i cant remember what satan mammon and beel were doing lolll they were never particularly relevant in this one but i know they were there

anyway i tell them all we're almost at the train station and ill drop them off there and it should be easy to get home by train, and i hear a chorus of groans behind me so i figure it's not too far out of my way to just to drive them directly home and decide to offer to do so, to which they all cheer except lucifer and...

i hear belphies voice directly behind me suddenly try to get my attention, and i get really excited because belphie is talking to me. i turn around as best as i can to face him "oh whats up belphie?" i ask casually, trying not to seem too excited or anything. im curious though, again it's belphie we're talking about. i have to admit im happy he's talking to me. clearly in this dream au im quietly pining after him so im delighted. he shuffles around a bit, not speaking yet. i think to myself that he looks very cute. i wonder what he's gonna say. is this the development of our dream au relationship? he awkwardly opens his mouth to speak:

"uhh, i think i'd rather walk home honestly..."

my entire world shatters. the one person i wanted to be there suddenly wants to leave? (for some reason ignoring that asmo, who i also love very much, is sitting on my lap) i try not to seem too upset tho and let him leave to walk.

i set up my GPS and play some music, i specifically decide to play anime openings because i know levi will vibe with it. he starts trashing my taste in music

and then i woke up

[zephyrchama]

Mammon stares down at his youngest brother snoozing away on your lap. Belphegor has made himself at home with your thigh as a makeshift pillow. It’s far from the first time this has happened, and very unlikely to be the last. Any more, he just walks over and does it, falling asleep within moments without even asking. He’ll wake up if you try to stand. As long as you can still study, read, or scroll your D.D.D., it’s usually not too bothersome and easier to let Belphegor do what he wants.

The scowl on Mammon’s face says otherwise. “Ya really gonna let him walk, err, sleep all over you like that? How many time’s he done that this week?” He tisks and stomps his foot, looming over you with crossed arms. “Belphie, wake your ass up! Yer big bro has a bone to pick with you!”

You feel a warm exhalation on your leg. Belphegor seems to be sighing, but doesn’t bother opening his eyes or acknowledging Mammon in any other way, much to the elder’s chagrin.

“Push him off!” Mammon insists.

“I’m flattered you think I’m strong enough to push a full grown demon off of me,” you admit, lightly ruffling Belphegor’s hair. “But, no. I’m not.”

“Don’t encourage ‘im!” Mammon grabs Belphegor by the collar.

At this provocation, the youngest curls an arm under your thigh and nudges his nose into the fabric of your clothes. He refuses to budge. “They don’t mind it, so just leave us alone.” Belphegor’s muffled voice sounds tired and annoyed.

“Belphie, let go! Ugh, use your pact!” Mammon literally growls. “Don’t coddle this jerk, you spoil him too much!”

“Don’t yell at me about it! I’m just sitting here!” you pout. ”And Belphie, watch where you’re grabbing.” It’s not your fault these guys go crazy over you. “Pact orders are painful for you guys, yeah? I don’t want to go through all that trouble. I’m still learning how to control the magic and it’s not worth it right now.”

“Hah? You kiddin’ me?” Mammon taps his foot and gnashes his teeth as Belphegor gives him the cold shoulder. “Fine then. Be that way.”

He goes to walk away, but abruptly turns back and returns. It’s evident when Mammon gets a new idea into his head. You can practically see the light bulb pop up over his head as he dons a cheeky grin.

“Spread your legs for me,” he demands.

“What?” Now you’re staring at him, disbelief etched into your features. You knew Mammon had the occasional lewd thought but even for him this was brazen. Maybe his brothers are right and he’s finally lost it.

“Spread your legs for the Great Mammon! C’mon!”

Belphegor snorts and turns his head ever so slightly, just enough to give his dumb older brother the evil eye. Mammon is tired of waiting and seizes his chance to yank your knees apart. By your own admission, you can’t fight the strength of a full grown demon.

“You’ve got two legs, there’s plenty a room for two demons here.” There isn’t exactly much space, but Mammon lays his head back on your thigh and grins up at you, bumping his noggin against Belphegor in the process.

Ah. You realize this was his goal and Mammon was just being too stubborn to come out and say it.

Your face grew hot. It felt weird to manspread with two doting demons on your legs. “You really could have phrased that better.”

“Whatddya mean?”

You sigh. “Think about it.”

Belphegor exhales again, probably laughing under his breath this time as he re-adjusts his arm to a cozier position.

Mammon is content just to admire you from below until he connects the dots, and a deep red blush spreads across his face. He turns, winding his arms around your back to better hide his face in the folds of your shirt.

He closes his eyes against you, his nose brushing against your side. “I don’ wanna think ‘bout anything. I work too hard, just lemme rest here a while.”

You allow it, ruffling his hair knowing full well you coddle both of them too much.

[smoft-demons]

MC falls asleep on him

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Lucifer:

‘…?!’ Is what Lucifer is thinking as your head drops onto his shoulder.

You had cajoled him into doing some of his constant paperwork in a bigger chair for a change. So there’s room for you to sit next to him! You’re not even demanding his attention, or the spare time that he doesn’t have, you’re being very considerate, you just wanted sit next to him, that’s all, you had promised!

Lucifer caved, because he is very soft for his human—even though he’s loathe to look like it. You were in fact being considerate… so he had brought a stack of relatively low-importance papers out of his office, into the living room.

You were sitting on a couch together, him with his stack of administrative papers and you with a homework assignment. You finished yours quickly, so you ended up playing a game on your DDD as you lean against him.

He checks on you periodically out of the corner of his eye. He’s relaxed though—as relaxed as Lucifer gets. This is peaceful. Meditative, almost. He’s happy. All his brothers are elsewhere, his tasks are not too overwhelming, he gets to have a nice, calming afternoon sitting in companionable silence with his favourite housemate…

A sudden weight falling on him jolts him out of his trance. Your cheekbone thunks against his shoulder. He blinks. Processing.

In quick succession, his brain goes like ‘..?!’ then ‘it is mid-afternoon why are you sleeping’ and ‘have we been overworking our human?’ and ‘aww. MC really does trust me that much.’

He adjusts the way you’re situated so you’re more comfortable as he finishes up the last of his work. When he’s done, he takes a moment to just observe. To appreciate your trust in him. Also, to congratulate himself again for his part in the creation of the exchange program, because it brought you into his life.

(He tries to ignore the stubborn twinge of nostalgic heartache he feels as well. You’re reminding him so much of Belphie, from back when his relationship with him was good. He’d never admit it, but he misses having his babiest brother fall asleep on him like this.)

Lucifer gathers up his papers, then picks you up, being careful not to jostle you too much. Let no one ever say he doesn’t take good care of his human. He carries you to your room to put you to bed. Clearly you need the extra sleep. Or… well, he tries to. You’re holding onto him pretty insistently.

He expects himself to feel irritated, but… no. He can’t help but feel a little smug, actually. It’s cute, you’re cute, you don’t seem to want him to leave you. So… fine. He’ll oblige. For a short break.

(An hour or two later, you’ll wake up to the smells and sounds of dinner being prepared. You’re… not under your blanket? No, you’re covered by Lucifer’s ridiculously long coat. It’s warm, soft. It smells like him. In this moment, it’s impossible to miss how loved you are.)

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Mammon:

The first time this happened (in your room, watching movies without any of his brothers for once), Mammon was stunned. He had frozen up, stuttered some nonsense to no one in particular, then quickly slapped his free hand over his mouth as he realized he would wake you if he didn’t immediately chill out.

Now though? You’ve been in his life for a while. He’s your oldest friend here. Those movie nights had become a habit, even though it remained rare to have one with no one else joining in. So this has happened a lot, and he’s gotten used to it. He doesn’t react so outwardly anymore, not unless one of his brothers show up to make fun of him.

If they try it, Mammon is rather aggressive about shushing them. At first, because he hated to be so obvious about how much he cares about you, but now that he’s a bit more used to it, it’s because he doesn’t want them to disturb you. He feels like he’s protecting you by keeping his brothers from waking you up. Sometimes, he’s the one who wakes you up by telling them to shut up just a bit too loudly, or silently gesturing for them to be quiet or go away a little too enthusiastically.

His brothers roast him even more for that. Poor thing.

Time and time again, you pass out on his shoulder. During a movie, mid relaxed hangouts with various groups of the brothers, in the rare times when hanging out solo with Mammon is a relaxing low-energy affair, while studying, during the lunch break at school, even in class sometimes. His heart warms, and he can’t help but smile at the familiar feel of you conked out on his shoulder again. He doesn’t even mind if you snore.

Mammon is usually such a loud, high energy person. Neither you nor him finds anything wrong with that of course, it’s one of many lovable things about him. That doesn’t mean he doesn’t like being able to just chill with you sometimes though. It’s nice.

Eventually, he gets familiar enough with this that he’s willing to move you around to get more comfortable. With time, he learns exactly what ways he can move you without disturbing you. So most of the time when you fall asleep on him, you wake up in some other position. Sitting in his lap, lying down with a sleeping Mammon wrapped around you, being carried to another room, propped up against his side in your next class, being hugged like a teddy bear in his room, etc etc.

He never questions why you’re tired. He just lets you pass out on him. He wants you to be in the best possible condition, and he will happily take all the time with you he can get. He takes this to mean that you also want all the time with him that you can get, that you would rather stay with him than go to bed when you’re tired because you would rather not be separated from him. Just like how he feels about you. Why else would he be in your room as often as he is?

You trusting him enough to sleep on him all the time makes him feel like he’s being a good guardian demon, like he’s as precious to you as you are to him.

He’s a fan of all the free cuddles he gets out of this, too.

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Levi:

You’re in Levi’s room with him, set up very comfortably as you’re marathoning an anime together. You’ve been at it for hours though, you’re already a bit sleep deprived, and you’ve seen this one a few times already. You can’t stop yourself from nodding off. Your head drops onto his shoulder.

Levi freaks out.

“afgshrjdxssh—WH-!” He flails. You immediately snap awake again. “You—uhh-!” He shoves you away in a panic, then immediately changes his mind, pulling you back in, then freezes for a moment before letting go of you to flap his hands frantically. “Nonono stay—wait no, you don’t want to—I mean, you don’t have to—I mean, get o—uhh! Um! I mean! S-stay if you want, but I don’t care if you don’t want to—!”

You blink slowly at him a couple times. Trying to parse his contradictory sputtering. You’re tired, you’re not working at full brain power. You figure he means something along the lines of: ‘ooo I’m Levi, I have bad self esteem and I can’t believe you want to touch me, but I want you to, but I can’t say that because I cope with feeling unlovable by acting all tsundere because that way I feel less pathetic, love you though!’

You know. Standard Levi stuff. You love him so much—and you’d be very happy if he started therapy.

For now though, you just grab his arm and pull him closer to you again. You bury your face in his shoulder. This time, it’s unmistakably a deliberate move. Wordlessly telling him that you do in fact love him enough to want to touch him.

It’s like his body just took a screenshot! He keysmashes out loud.

Slowly, he calms down. He puts one hesitant arm around you. You don’t move. He can’t tell if you’re already asleep again or just pretending to be, but either way you seem to be comfortable.

Soon enough, he finds himself smiling like an absolute dork. This… is actually very effective reassurance. He feels all warm and fuzzy and loved. He likes holding you.

It’s reminding him of TSL fluff fics he’s read where absolutely nothing happens except Henry and the Lord of Shadows cuddle. A way for him to experience affection vicariously through a character he relates to and a character he loves, when he really wants hugs himself but can’t have any.

He squeezes you softly as his heart warms. He squishes his cheek against the side of your head.

“I love my Henry..!” Levi mumbles to himself, under his breath. He has no way of knowing if you heard that, which is why he said it out loud. It’ll be a while until he gets the nerve to say it when he knows you can hear.

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Satan:

He is HONOURED, he is OVERJOYED, he is MELTING, he is… very carefully remaining perfectly chill.

It’s the same type of happiness as when a cat decides to sit on you out of nowhere. He’s been chosen!

He is SO happy you trust him so much!

He had been reading, as usual. You had been sitting next to him, as usual. You had gotten tired, and without a moment of hesitation you had buried your face in his shoulder and fallen asleep.

He carefully contains all the joy this gives him, so he doesn’t disturb you. He wraps an arm around you, plants a soft kiss on your head, and goes right back to reading.

If you sleep fitfully, he’ll stroke your hair to soothe you.

When you wake up, he’ll ask if you had a nice nap. He won’t make any moves to make you get off him. If you choose to anyway, he won’t react outwardly, because he doesn’t want to discourage you falling asleep on him again. He wants this to happen lots more! So he’ll just smile at you and go back to his book.

But if you don’t choose to leave, he’ll shift you entirely into his lap to make you both more comfortable. He can hug you properly like this. If he’s sure you’ll be comfortable with it, he’ll kiss your forehead before going back to his book. He’s very happy to keep you there.

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Asmo:

Predictably, Asmo’s gonna take ALL the pictures of this!

A few in which he doesn’t look at the camera, as if they were candid shots. Some where he’s posing cutely, a couple where he’s kissing your head, a bunch of various angles of your sleeping face. What can he say, he thinks the way your cheek squishes against his collarbone is just precious.

A bit less predictably, he posts none on devilgram. No, these are just for him.

…maybe the best ones are for the group chat. He’s gotta show off his cute human to someone, it may as well be to his brothers. They’ll appreciate you properly. He’ll share after you’ve woken up, though. He doesn’t want anyone barging in to disturb you.

He’ll share the pictures with you as well if you ask, of course! What he will NOT do, however, is risk you deleting them! He’ll back them up first. He’ll store them in a hidden album if you’re shy about them, but he’s not deleting them!

Well, unless you’re genuinely uncomfortable. Then, okay fine. But please let him keep at least one? You’re so cute!

He’ll be more affectionate over the following days. Trying to be next to you all the time, inviting you to his room at every opportunity, pulling you to sit next to him. All because he hopes you’ll fall asleep on him again. Or just lean on him like that, and let him cuddle you. Please, he’d be SO happy!

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Beel:

Beel is so used to this behaviour. Belphie falls asleep on him all the time. He’d be the most chill about it.

As if it’s routine, he’ll secure you in your position with his arm, so you can’t fall and get hurt. He’ll rub your back and hum softly to you to help you relax if you don’t seem to be sleeping well. Beel is warm and soft and big and comfy, like the giant teddy bear he is at heart. He’s considerate and gentle. He’s always really sweet to you, and that doesn’t change one bit even when you’re unconscious.

When he inevitably gets too hungry to stay where he is, he’ll just take you to the kitchen with him. It’s no problem, he does this with Belphie all the time. It doesn’t matter how much you weigh, Beel can carry you easily. He thinks nothing of it.

He can cook one handed too if he needs to. He’s got practice—also because of Belphie. He’s chilling, he’s comfortable, there’s nothing unusual about this at all to him.

If the kitchen noises wake you up, he’ll apologize and share his food with you. He’ll tell you outright that he’s happy to let you use him as a pillow whenever you want.

(Also, he makes a mental note to drop you off with Belphie instead of bringing you along to the kitchen and risking waking you up again next time)

If it doesn’t wake you up, no problem! That’s what he expected. He just carries you around as he does what he needs to do around the house. He’ll put you to bed properly if he needs to go outside of course, but otherwise he’s bringing you with him.

When you wake up, he’ll put you down if you somehow indicate that’s what you want. If you don’t though, he just… won’t. He likes holding you. He’d do it so often if he thought you’d like him to.

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Belphie:

…Welp. The table has turned, hasn’t it.

People don’t fall asleep on Belphie while he’s awake too often! He’s not usually conscious to experience this! He likes it though. He thinks you’re being so cute.

9 times out of 10, Belphie will take this as his cue to cuddle up to you and join you in sleep. He can always be tempted into a nap. He’d make sure this the comfiest, nicest, most restful nap you’ve ever taken. He’d make sure you feel so safe and loved. You will NOT be disturbed on his watch.

On the rare tenth time, when Belphie isn’t tired, he might whine about being trapped. When one of his brothers points out that he can move you very easily, he glares at them. He maintains that it’s illegal to move when you’ve been chosen as someone’s pillow. When it’s pointed out that he’s perfectly capable of waking you if he really wants to get up, he looks affronted. He would NOT do that, he says. Do they think he’s completely heartless, he asks.

Well. He wouldn’t do that unless he’s feeling particularly bratty. He’d totally do it to any of his brothers… but he’s soft with you. He loves you. Be so for real, do you think he’d really ever pass up an opportunity to cuddle you? No way. He can go shopping later.

He won’t tell you that though. He’ll bitch about it to your face, complaining until you agree to go shopping with him next time, all the while refusing to let go of you.

He already was not hesitating to fall asleep on you, but he somehow gets more shameless and constant about it. Since you’re doing it too, it’s your thing now. You’d be a hypocrite to complain now.

Yeah, he couldn’t be happier about this. Please sleep on him all the time. Enable him even more! He’ll make sure you won’t regret it.

[tsukii0002]

Mammon: Mc, this year for my birthday I want you to tell me how much you love me and all the things you love me for *clearly nervous*.

Mc: Are you sure that's what you want?

Mammon: Yep.

Mc: Okey, suit yourself.

Mc: *reading a list that reaches the floor and extends more than a metre* And remember that time you came all dishevelled for pick up a little yellow flower to give me, because you said you knew I missed the human world? Well, at that moment I restrained myself from breaking your ribs in a hug.

Mammon: *completely red, covering his face*

Mc: And that time-

Asmo: Mc we've been here for two hours, I don't know how much longer Mammon will last!!!!

Levi: He's literally steaming out of his head lol.

Mc: Well it's what I wanted so I'll fulfill it, Where was I? Ah yes, when you did such a thing and my idea was to google how to marry a demon immediately.

Satan: I think this is going to kill him.

Beel: *content* But he'll be happy for a long time.

Belphie: *annoyed* And bragging for a long time.

Lucifer: *holds back a grin*

Mc: You also unlocked a whole new level of tolerance in me, because if someone else did some of the things you do, honey, I'd break their legs...

Happy birthday Mammon!! 💛

.

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[daytaker]

The Gang React to You Falling Asleep on Them

Lucifer

*deep sigh that speaks volumes to how difficult it is for this man to get any sleep, and here you are, conked out on his shoulder...*

If you don't wake up within a few minutes, he'll have no choice but to move. He is not the sort to be so sentimental that he can't bear the thought of disturbing your precious sleeping face. Of course, he won't be an asshole about it; he'll be careful and try not to wake you up. He might even drape his jacket over you for your nap.

But only if he doesn't need it.

Mammon

"Hey, my arm's gettin' a little stiff, can I just-- ...ah."

Oh. Ah. Alright. Cool. This is happening. Hmm. Damn. Not super comfortable, and it's kinda inconvenient to be trapped here, but, pshh, what's he supposed to do, wake up a sleeping human? He's heard that can lead to...cardiac arrest, or something. He ain't gonna murder you just to move a little sooner.

You did not just start snuggling him in your sleep. Did Mammon score today or did he score today? Too bad his arm's starting to fall asleep, but, well, nothin' in life is free.

Leviathan

"What...? WHAAAAAAT?" (But only in his brain. He doesn't want to wake you up. Mammon says that can lead to cardiac arrest in humans.)

He's pretty sure he's the one who's going to keel over from heart problems at this rate. He hadn't even realized you were getting sleepy. Are you bored watching him tackle this single-player old school RPG? Did you hate it all this time and you never even mentioned it?! Why is your face so close?! Do you not have any idea the kind of mental torture you're putting him through right now?!

Deep breaths, Levi. Deep breaths. This happens in anime all the time. It's...usually a good thing! It means that the main character and their love interest are tripping all the right flags, and... and how long is this scene going to last? Those scenes almost always end with the two still on the couch, then they skip to the next day or something. How long is he going to have to just sit here... suffering...?

After about ten minutes, he's reached his limit and he gently shakes you awake. He is so embarrassed that he insists you go to bed now, and he will not take no for an answer. Good night. Goodbye. *door slams*

AAAAHHHHHHHHH.

Satan

"Hm? Have you been getting enough sleep...?"

Satan would be very pleased with the situation, though probably less intensely excited than Mammon. He'll make whatever small adjustment is necessary for his comfort, then settle in and read for as long as it takes you to wake up. He feels very warm and fuzzy. It's nice. Hopefully you do this more often. But he should really ask you about your sleep schedule. Levi must be forcing you to stay awake too often.

Asmodeus

"Aww, aren't you adorable?"

This is precious. He needs to document it. As soon as he realizes what's happening, he'll carefully pull out his D.D.D., making sure not to wake you up, and start snapping pics. A few of you, a few dozen selfies with you, a few with him pretending to be asleep too, and then a perfect shot of him kissing your forehead. Grammable as fuck.

Er... is that drool he can see in one of those photos? ...You're going to have to wake up. You can't just drool on his brand-name jacket.

Beelzebub

"Oh."

He's used to people falling asleep on him, so this doesn't really throw him for much of a loop. However, he's a bit more careful of waking you up. He knows that if he wakes Belphie, he'll just fall back asleep within a few seconds, but you're not quite so adaptable. So he'll do his best to stay quiet and not move much.

But no matter how hard he tries, he's never going to be able to turn off his stomach. You'll probably wake up with a start as his stomach roars at you about twenty inches from your face.

Belphegor

"...zzzz..."

Who are we kidding, we all know he was asleep first. Probably, he's the reason you fell asleep so easily. He's soft and warm, perfect for drifting off to dreamland...

Diavolo

"Very bold! You really are astonishingly brave."

It's not every day someone has the stones to fall asleep in his presence, let alone fall asleep and use him as some sort of glorified pillow. What a nice change of pace.

He'll continue doing whatever it is he was doing before, but he is a busy demon, running the Devildom and all. He'll slowly and carefully extricate himself when it's time to move, then have Barbatos bring you a blanket and prepare some tea for when you wake up.

Barbatos

"Humans are awfully needy creatures, aren't they."

He can't help but chuckle. You just pass out during the middle of the day? Then again, it's possible you're probably not entirely well. He'll have to disturb the young master to ask what sort of accommodations to make for you. Of course, he's sure Diavolo won't mind. But it's irresponsible to let yourself drift off like this in the castle of the king of the demons, isn't it? This isn't a resort.

Sleep well, human.

Solomon

"You're just looking cute on purpose now, aren't you?"

Oh well! Looks like he's stuck here for now. Too bad. He'll smile, put an arm around you, kick his feet up, and settle in for the long haul. Hopefully you're able to get a good, solid nap in.

Most likely, you both will. He'll pass out too within ten minutes, give or take.

Simeon

"Oh- shh. There, there."

Well, if you aren't adorable... You must be so tired. He's glad you feel so at ease with him that you let yourself fall asleep, and you certainly look cute, but he's also a little concerned that you're this tired. He'll patiently wait for you to wake up. Then he'll make you some tea and gently remind you to take better care of your health.

Luke

"Eh...?! Hey! ...WAKE UP!"

How tired are you?! You need to get better sleep! Sheesh, you need to be more careful too. You almost crushed him.

[misc-obeyme]

You sometimes wonder if the demons end up in your room at night because somehow they know that you no longer prefer to wake up alone.

Ever since you started living at the House of Lamentation, you have gotten used to finding one or more of them there with you. A friendly face, a gentle touch, the warm body of someone who cared for you, someone you cared for in return.

They all arrive in their own unique ways.

Mammon, who always crashes through your door so easily during the day, sneaks in quietly at night. Most of the time he doesn't wake you. But if he does, he gets flustered and starts to leave until you ask him to stay.

"Of course ya want the Great Mammon to stay with ya," he says. Even in the darkness, you know he's blushing as he says it.

If you whine with nightmares, he'll kiss your head, pull you closer, and whisper that it'll be all right. And instantly the nightmares dissipate.

You never have nightmares when Belphie is around, either. He shows up in your dreams himself, fighting off the terrors with an energy you never see in him when he's awake.

He'll snuggle up to you any time and any place, but most often he finds you at night. He's impossible to disturb, even if you kick him in your sleep. You sometimes wake to find him in strange positions.

Asmo always rearranges him if they both end up with you on the same night.

"You won't get quality sleep like this," he says. "And you need quality sleep if you want to have quality skin!"

When he's alone, Asmo will come in only to stare at you fondly for a while. You know he never intends to stay. It's just a little peek at his favorite sleeping human. But then he finds he can't tear himself away. You'll wake up with his lips pressed against your cheek, as he always wants to kiss you in his sleep.

You sometimes have dreams about eating something, but in the morning you find it's because Beel was there having a midnight snack before falling asleep beside you. He likes to hold you close, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you against his chest. You wake up in the middle of the night sometimes because it feels like being held by a furnace.

Although these are the brothers you wake up to most often, you'll find the others come around sometimes, too.

Satan will crawl into bed with you directly, without hesitation, but you know he's embarrassed about the need to be next to you. He'll hold you tightly, like he's afraid to let go. If you ask him what's wrong, he'll tell you, but it's always muffled because he's pressing his face into your neck.

"I'm irritated and I can't calm down enough to sleep," he says. "You always… "

You brush your fingers through his hair soothingly. "I know," you say. Because you do. You know that your presence relaxes him in a way nothing else does.

The ever elusive Levi only stops in when you're alone. He won't join any of his brothers and half the time, he's still awake in his room, binging anime or gaming into the wee hours. You pretend to be asleep if you know he's lingering outside your door because then he'll finally come inside.

He'll stand there and look at you, like he's just dropping in for a moment. He tells himself he'll always leave before you wake up, but that never happens. You deliberately shift yourself to be inviting, creating a space for him beside you. If he's here, he likely needs to rest, to shut off his mind for a little while, to indulge in his desire to be close to you when no one else is around. He blushes the whole time, but he does crawl beneath your covers and rest his head on your chest.

And then there's Lucifer.

The other brothers are constantly going in and out of your room. They have gaming competitions there and movie marathons. Sometimes they gather to do homework with you. Sometimes it's only one or two of them. And you always find one sleeping beside you.

Lucifer rarely takes part in these activities. He's always holed up in his office, working. He waits for you to come to him.

But every once in a while, you'll wake to find him kneeling beside your bed, his hand in your hair or resting on your cheek. Like he came in to check on you and couldn't resist a soft caress. His presence inevitably wakes you. And if you reach out, if you grab his hand, if you hold onto him, he'll give in and stay.

His most vulnerable moments are when he lies down in your bed beside you and lets himself run his fingers along your skin. He'll kiss your forehead and your eyelids, a tender gesture that speaks volumes.

And every morning, no matter who is with you when you wake, you find yourself next to someone who loves you. It becomes your favorite way to start the day. And somehow, every demon living in the House of Lamentation is aware of this. They make sure you're never sleeping alone.

masterlist | Thank you for reading!

[mammonscheeks]

obey me brothers reacting to a malnourished mc

⤑ a/n: I feel like this is the most canon writing I’ve ever done yet... enjoy! 

⤑ warnings: none 

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DEMON BROTHERS REACTING TO A MALNOURISHED MC 

“Hey, MC! You’re lucky because you get to go out with The Great Mammon tonight! We’ll hit the casino n’ leave with our pockets stuffed, and then we can go clubbing! What d’ya say?” 

“...”

“MC?” 

Mammon put his warm hands on your shoulders and shook gently, not used to your lack of response. He furrowed his eyebrows as he caught sight of the dark bags under your dull eyes. 

“Yeesh, MC! Did ya get into a fight or something?” Mammon joked, trying his best to hide the fact that he was worried about his human. 

“Huh?” you blinked as you realized you had just been zoning out. “I, uh.... Shit! I forgot my potions textbook in my room, I’ll see you all later!” 

“Language,” Lucifer sternly reminded you as you haphazardly scurried out of the classroom, your mind "lagging” as Leviathan would put it. The demon brothers watched you leave, shooting odd looks at each other. 

“I don’t think MC’s been getting enough sleep,” Belphie yawned.

“As much as I hate to agree with Belphegor, he’s right. They seem quite fatigued.” Lucifer said, staring intently at his brothers. “Leviathan, did you force MC to play video games with you all night again?”

“Don’t accuse me first,” Leviathan grumbled. “But no, I was catching up on some anime alone last night.”

“Maybe MC needs to eat some more,” Beelzebub said, snacking on some chips despite the ‘no food’ sign in the front of the classroom. “Oh, I have an idea! Let’s get Luke and Simeon to cook a celestial feast.” 

“You obviously only want that for your own self interest,” Satan rolled his eyes. “I’ve read a book on this. Maybe MC’s malnourished? Humans are fragile, of course. Additionally, the Devildom provides little natural light from the sun like in the human world.” 

“I know just the cure!” Asmodeus gasped, pulling up Akuzon on his D.D.D. “Aaand it’s ordered!” 

“You better not have used my Akuzon account for whatever beauty product you bought,” Leviathan raised an eyebrow. 

“Oh hush, Levi. Trust me, this will fix MC up right away!” 

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The package arrived by the end of the school day, thanks to Levi’s Akuzon Prime subscription. 

Mammon held up a colorful piece of gelatin in his hand, inspecting it thoroughly. 

“So this... Vitamin gummy... Is gonna help MC? This tiny little colorful thing? Seriously?” He grunted. 

“Wow... Humans are weaker than I imagined,” Satan frowned, squishing one in his hand. “They have to eat these to stay alive?”

“Beel, don’t you dare think about eating MC’s gummies,” Belphegor scolded his twin. 

“And don’t forget, I also got MC a sunlight lamp!” Asmodeus’ eyes glittered. “Apparently, these provide light therapy by tricking the human body into thinking they’re receiving natural light!” 

“It seems that humans have weak minds then,” Lucifer sighed. “Either that, or we’ve been fooled.” 

You walked into the HOL, stifling a yawn. Your entire body felt heavy from fatigue. It seemed like you had taken the human world’s abundance of sunlight and Vitamin D for granted. Solomon had helped you by casting a energy spell for the first few months you had lived here, but even that was starting to wear off.

“MC!” Mammon basically tripped over his brothers to rush to you. “Take one before you die!” 

Startled, you looked up just in time to see Mammon basically shoving a gummy in your mouth, before you were immediately blinded by Asmodeus holding a warm light in your face. 

You covered your face and squinted your eyes, seeing the eager and expecting eyes of the demon brothers. 

“Guys, what are you doing?” You questioned. This was pretty unexpected, but you were used to the brothers pranks and shenanigans. 

“We just wanted to help! We heard you were malnutritioned because it’s always dark in the Devildom!” Mammon said. 

“So we bought a sun lamp and some vitamin gummies for you,” Belphegor yawned. 

“Aw, guys... Thank you!” You smiled happily. Even though you hadn’t told the brothers explicitly what was wrong, thinking you could take care of it yourself, they had of course, noticed. Your heart swelled with appreciation, until you noticed that the brothers were still staring at you expectantly, like you were about to turn into some mutant creature. 

“Uhh.. You guys do know that it’ll take a few days for my body to recover, right?” You shrugged. 

“Oh..” Satan sighed, as the brothers looked disappointed. “I thought the effects would have been immediate.” 

“Laaame,” Leviathan said. “A power-up type feature would have been way cooler! Like, imagine if MC ate that thing and grew 10 feet in size to defeat the final boss!” 

“That’s fine, MC. Just focus on resting. I’ve excused you from classes for the rest of the week,” Lucifer said. “This is an quality of humans we should have researched more during the planning stage of the exchange program. Diavolo also sends his apologies.” 

"Thank you Lucifer, but it’s no big deal,” you smiled. “Well, I’m going to go take a nap now.” 

"I’ll come with,” Belphegor yawned. 

“Oh no you don’t!” Mammon yelled, running after the two. “I’m the only one allowed in MC’s bed!” 

“Hey, don’t forget about me! I’m bringing the lamp!” Asmo cried, waving it in the air. 

“You know, I also read that cuddling with a partner can help fatigue,” Satan blushed, following behind. 

“I’ll bring some snacks for us,” Beelzebub called after. 

“I’ll bring my TSL movies so we can have some background sound!” Leviathan ran after. “Don’t you dare start without me!” 

Lucifer sighed, looking after his brothers scrambling to get to MC. From having spells backfire on you, battling unique health concerns, and getting preyed on by lower-ranking demons, your acclimation to the Devildom had faced many obstacles. However, Lucifer knew that he and his brothers would do anything to ensure you had a support system. 

As you fell asleep with the weight and warmth of your favorite people around you, you couldn’t help but feel loved and cared for. 

[janahanooo]

Unfortunate adventures of MC with Mc being tired? Heck yeah.

Lucifer: may I ask why are you here?

Mc: ...cleaning?

Lucifer: why?

Mc: don't get angry

Lucifer: too late I'm already angry, so?

Mc: I was playing with Cerberus and he kinda... trew me agains the wall and now you have a hole on your wall...

Lucifer: ...but are you okay?

Mc: yeah, no injuries that I'm not aware of

Mammon: MC PLEASE DON'T DO THIS TO ME!

Mc:

Mammon: PLEASE, LOVE I'LL DO ANYTHING BUT THAT

Mc: I just said that you don't have to buy me stuff... I have money too you know

Mammon: but Mc! It's my duty to buy you everything you want!

Levi: with my money?

Mammon: yeah with Levi's mone-!

Mammon: of fuck. BYE MC I REMEMBERED I HAVE IMPORTANT THINGS TO DO SEE YA LATER

Levi: get back here you scum bag!

Belphie: can I get my pillow back?

Mc: it's still in the laundry, Belphie. I'll bring it to you once it's washed properly

Belphie: nooo, I want my pillow back!

Mc: and I want to go on a vacation, I guess neither of us is getting what we want.

Belphie: Mc...

Mc: sorry, the summer heat is getting to my head... I just go and lay down

[pangur-and-grim]

………..what? cats do have the ability to learn.

in our first month together, Belphie thoroughly sliced up my feet and legs and back because he wanted to climb my body and then slide back down. I looked like a torture victim. but I was stern and consistent with my “No, Belphie 😡” every time he did it, and so now all my scratches are healing and I don’t have any fresh ones. he still plays with me and sleeps in my lap all day, our relationship isn’t harmed and his young mind hasn’t been broken, we have just navigated our way to a better way of coexisting.

and for the same reason, I’m not going to let him jump on my senior cats. he’s already making progress and learning to be respectful, and once he gets all the way there, everyone will be much happier together. even if a kitten is very cute, you can still tell it No.

[he-calls-me-kitten]

Dirty Dozen (ft. +2)

GN! MC x Pervert! OM Characters

(Cause y'all seemed to love the first one omg. Also TW: I made everyone wayy more sleazy and nasty than before so read at your own risk. MInors DNI)

Pervert! Mammon who likes to ask you for something specifically when your hands are full. "MC, lend me a few Grimm could ya?" He asks when you're in the middle of cooking.

"My hands are covered in cake batter, just take some from my back pocket."

"Are you sure it's there? Let me check both pockets." He isn't so much searching for coins as much as he's feeling and practically groping your ass. Seriously you start to wonder how it's taking him 20 minutes to find something that's right there.

Pervert! Solomon who keeps his room colder than usual when you come over for magic lessons.

"Is it too cold for you MC? I apologise, I kept it this way because some of the potions have bad reactions to heat but if you'd like-"

"I'm absolutely fine, Solomon. You worry about me too much." You smile at him reassuringly, not noticing how his eyes are so eagerly trained at your nipples perking up through your thin t-shirt.

Boner Bonus points if you allow him to hug you for some warmth. His fingers will definitely brush against your chest more than once.

Pervert! Beel who seems to make a mess whenever he's trying to help you in the kitchen. "I'm so sorry, MC. I didn't mean to spill it on your hands!"

"It's okay Beel, it's just some cream and syrup. I can just wash it off right away."

"But it's such a waste. Please allow me." He starts to thoroughly lick your fingers and you shake your head and let him knowing his fixations on food.

But he can't help it - you taste so good. He secretly wonders what you might taste like down there, drooling at the thought.

Pervert! Levi who has taken to sitting on pillows Japanese style while gaming and offers you the same. Sure enough you don't even suspect an ulterior motive.

"Did you get inspired by some human world anime again? Careful though - your legs and butt will start to cramp after a while."

"MC you're too gracious! Caring so much for an otaku like me!"

After you leave, he promptly takes the pillow you were sitting on and puts it in his bathtub. He's going to sleep on it ofc. Your scent on it helps him jerk off better.

Pervert! Belphie who now asks you to rub his belly till he falls asleep. "What's so funny?" He asks as you giggle at his request.

"Since when do you need help falling asleep?"

"I care about the quality of my sleep. And I sleep better this way."

Fortunately you believe him and don't suspect that it's because it's the closest he can get you to fondling his dick. He has such a difficult time holding in his moans and hard ons, every time your hands go even a bit lower than usual.

Pervert! Barbatos who got into sewing clothes as a hobby and specifically likes making them for you now. But you never understand why he needs to take same measurements over and over again.

"Oh? This is a different kind of design, MC. So the measurements will vary from before."

"Always making new things aren't you? You never fail to suprise Barbatos." You smile at him admiring.

The tightening of the tape around your chest and crotch are subtle. He can hardly keep it together when you praise him after all. But he has to if he wants to skim his hands over your body like this again.

Pervert! Diavolo who takes you on such long drives that you always doze off in the front seat, waking up apologetic for missing so much of the journey.

"Hahaha, it's okay, MC. We've been on this same road lots of times. I assure you, you didn't miss anything. And I like that you feel safe to sleep in my presence."

"But still, I'm so sorry, it feels disrespectful..." You apologize, not even knowing how hard he is in his pants right now.

Afterall, he can keep squeezing your beautiful thighs, maybe let his hands wander between them and imagine himself fucking you in the back seat as much as he wants, when you're asleep.

Pervert! Simeon who will have noone except you as his muse for art classes. And the themes just keep getting more erotic each time.

"Are you sure you're okay with this, MC? You don't have to do it if you're not comfortable-"

"Nonsense, Simeon. I feel super comfortable if it's you. You're a true artist after all." You say as you lay on his bed wrapped up only in bedsheets, exposing your entire back and legs.

If only you knew, this angel has thoughts dirtier than most demons. How he's practically fucking you with his eyes. How he's definitely going to jerk off into those bedsheets, moaning your name.

Pervert! Satan who loves teaching you things - standing right behind you, guiding your hands to make latte-art, or trying a new style of painting.

"That's it, nice and slow. Look how much you've improved, MC." He beams at the cute kitty in the coffee cup.

"All thanks to you, Satan. I can't wait to learn more from you." You smile at him earnestly.

He almost feels guilty for tricking you this way, but the way your hands feel in his, and your ass feels against his groin is so addicting. One of these days, he wishes could teach you to be on all fours and take his length in your pretty little mouth.

Pervert! Asmo who loves keeping your eyes on him and noone else. From elaborate performances to petty staring contests, he cannot have enough of your gaze.

"Oh you're turning red in the face, Asmo. Did I manage to flutter the heart of the Avatar of Lust?" You lean forward smiling.

"You're my only weakness after all, MC. It's your fault for making me this way." He almost moans.

You laugh and mock apologize at his antics but you don't know he's been grinding like an animal on his seat, and creamed his pants under your innocent gaze. Your undivided attention just turns him on so much.

Pervert! Lucifer who makes his desires too obvious sometimes. He'll regret it in the morning and take you to dinner to apologize but not until he's already done something dirty.

"Lucifer, it's 2 am. You need to throw away that coffee and sleep." You're practically dragging him to bed.

"Fine. I'll go sleep if you'll stay in my room tonight." He says knowing you'll comply. You care too much for your own good. He's not even going to let you sleep on the couch, no you have to stay wrapped up in his arms.

You might wake upto him groaning your name in his sleep and you might mistake it for a nightmare - not knowing how he's balls deep inside you in his dreams.

Pervert! Thirteen who likes how excited you get over her newest inventions and keeps making more things to call you over.

"And this little baby and can throw pie at people's faces without ever missing. Guaranteed headshot." She smiles proud.

"This would be so useful in a cafeteria food fight and then get banned right after its glory. But I so wanna use it!" You whine.

She loves how much you appreciate her inventions. She is secretly working on a 'pleasure' device scented like her to give you - she hopes you'll like it just as much.

Pervert! Mephisto who is actually taken aback by your duality. You're such a mischievous little imp usually but turn so well-mannered in front of Diavolo's esteemed guests.

"So even you can be prim and proper sometimes? If only you could maintain this on the daily." He huffs.

You laugh and mock-bow in front of him. "Of course, anything for you my dearest lord. Would you like to dance with this proper human while you can?"

He blushes at the sudden offer. Why you little- how dare you tempt him like this. You can't complain about him gripping you somewhere improper or too tight. You deserve this for your attitude.

Pervert! Raphael who is still navigating new feelings of lust he's never felt before he met you. Why his heart skips every time you fall asleep on his shoulder or why he felt a sudden warmth at the pit of his stomach feeling you breath so softly into his neck.

"Thank you for helping me tidy the classroom, MC. I didn't even know where the cleaning supplies were."

"That's alright. It's more fun with two people anyway and wait Raphael there's a bucket over the-" The fresh bucket of water already spilled splashing all over both of you.

You immediately fetched a towel to help him dry up but he couldn't stop staring at you instead. With the uniform sticking to your body like and the water glistening on your exposed skin - why was he so enthralled? Why does he feel a strange pulsing between his legs as you hover over him?

[rae-writes]

if you could do r trying on a new pheromone perfume and the brothers (separately) are js like 👁️👁️ and suddenly pounces on them and readers js so confused you’d literally be godsent😫

(my inspiration was that one Rafayel scene from lds-)

suggestive || bonus characters bc harem || whether or not Mc knew it was pheromone perfume is up for debate || 1.k wc

Lucifer pauses for a brief second while not faltering in what he was doing, subtly trying to detect the cause of the scent invading every sense of his. He's one of the quickest to figure it out, eyes darkening as he empties his hands before gripping your waist and pulling you as close as physically possible; his face is in your neck before you can even blink and you both stay like that for a moment before he's silently tugging you to wherever he can sit down with you on top of him

Mammon's head snaps up so fast it almost hurts, eyes zeroing in on you. He knows where the scent is coming from, but he just doesn't understand why you suddenly smell even better than usual...he ain't shy as he slides his fingers over your wrist, up your forearm, going until he's caressing the slope of your neck. His breathing is shaky and his voice cracks a little when he whispers how intoxicated you're making him feel. He's got you laid down against the closest flat surface so he can run his hands over you, nose buried against the underside of your jaw as he breathes you in until he's damn near drunk off it

Levi's tail acts faster than he does, curling around your thighs and yanking you closer before he catches up with the action. His embarrassment is cut off when he finally registers the smell, too, and suddenly his face is red for a different reason. He'll fire off a million questions, adding his own jumbled thoughts in between, subconsciously latching every possible limb around you; his face is buried against your chest, fangs accidentally brushing the skin as he stutters out apologies, but doesn't stop

Satan perks up much like a cat, intense blue-green hues staring you down like he's ready to actually pounce. He approaches slowly, trying to figure out the source of your new scent on the way over, but ultimately decides to bury himself against you— your neck, chest, shoulder, nape— breathily asking what you were doing to him. He feels like he's been drugged, almost like a feline with catnip, but it's so dizzily good that he can't complain. Drags you off to where no one will be able to find you, so that your scent won't find anyone but him

Asmo is giddy the second he catches a wiff, easily pinpointing the reason for your scent change, and the exact listing of the brand you used. He's shameless as he requests a thorough product review, rubbing his frame up against yours as he holds you from behind, eyes peering over your shoulder with a bright pink hue. Cheekily insists that you’re better off without so many clothes on, wanting your scent to rub off on him so you can match (and so he can smell it for the rest of the day).

Beel is confused when the food in his mouth isn’t tasting as good as it should. The scent invades his nose, making his eyes search for what has to be a delicious source, only to find you instead of something edible. He’s all over you, mumbling out apologies and that he doesn’t know what’s gotten into him, asking won’t you please let him just…be near you? He trails after you like a puppy, not really sure why you’re captivating his entire being with just your smell. His mouth eventually finds your neck, nibbling and sucking as he tries to get a ‘taste’ of that scent.

Belphie, while unwilling to get up out of his spot, is instantly at attention with eyes following you around the room. He’ll whine and complain until he’s got you at his side, trapping you in his arms and against his lounging form. He’s almost tense, as he inhales that new scent, like a ram waiting to charge. His tone is lazy and drawn out, but tinged with a need that he’s confused about, yet so willing to dive into. He’s surrounded by you, literally and figuratively, as he keeps you tight in his arms, not above begging to get his way.

Diavolo is so fucking clueless, wide eyes blinking up at you almost innocently as he asks if you were wearing a new perfume. He finds himself inching closer to you, gaze never leaving your figure for long— a gaze that get darker and more lidded as time passes. He’s still clueless as ever, yet doesn’t mind the mystery since he’s always willing for an excuse to be with you. His cheeks are flushed and his touch a tad hesitant, but it all flies out the window when you allow him to bury his face against your abdomen, kneeling on the floor, letting his mind swim.

Barbatos takes one glance at you after catching on to the scent and knows, but unlike the pudding incident when he fled the scene, he’s coiling you up with his tail and keeping you impossibly close, unwilling to let anyone have you this time. Unabashedly, his nose is trailing along the slope of your neck, lips brushing the skin as he places slow kisses over all the right spots. Whether or not he does or doesn’t have time to spare, he’s whisking you away and trapping you against his frame, almost begging you to let him be selfish and improper as he inhales your scent with an abandon that would usually make him pause; he can forgive himself, if it’s because of you, unwilling to let go of this opportunity at your eager answer of ‘yes’.

Mephisto almost trips as he passes you by in the hallways of RAD, whirling around to gape at you rather dumbly. Stubbornly fights the urge to follow you for all of thirty seconds before he’s trailing after you with urgency. Manages to simply walk alongside you and keep polite small talk just until you’re both out of eyesight, because then he’s pulling you towards him and groaning, asking what the hell you thought you were doing walking around other demons while smelling so good. It’s a struggle to keep a dignified facade when he’s rushing you down the corridor— but once he gets you in a room, it’s all crumbling as he latches his lips to your neck’s pulse point. The Newspaper Club’s office is closed until further notice.

Solomon doesn’t really register the smell at first, both because it’s more subtle for humans, and because he was playing around with various potions— but once he did catch the smell after you’d gotten closer, he’s swiping everything to the side and placing you on the table instead. He is allll over you, not even hiding the flush on his cheeks as he inhales your scent; practically panting in the crook of your neck. Apologizes if you had something planned later, because he’s keeping you for the rest of the day, wanting to experiment with your new perfume. He knows he’s being overly touchy and a…bit desperate, but just indulge in his whims, yeah?

Simeon’s pretty sure that his heart was going to beat straight out of his chest. He couldn’t understand why he felt so warm and fuzzy all the sudden, but had a feeling it was probably because of you (because only you could make him feel this way). Shyly asks if he could sit closer to you, pleasantly surprised when you tug his head to rest in your lap. His fingers lift your shirt up just enough for him to press his nose against a sliver of skin, face buried against your stomach as his hands grip and massage your thighs. Genuinely content to just lay there and let your scent consume him, though he won’t argue if you ask to help him out.

Raphael…thinks he’s sick. Which is odd, because he hasn’t been sick in a few centuries, but then again..you make him feel…odd. Which is why he walked straight up to you and flat out asked if you were doing it on purpose— why did you smell so good? Why was it making him like this?? He’ll have to be guided, your hand leading both of his to your hips, his head tucking into your neck. He’s still confused, but more than willing to investigate. You’re so..enchanting…he can make idle complaints all day long, but he refuses to let go of you now. He likes how it feels. And he likes the way you react to him.

[bluewolfangel01]

Mc tends to accidently falls asleep around the HoL after an exhausting day, like on the couch in the living room or library. Now the question is what do the brothers do if they stumble upon said sleeping Mc?

Lucifer

He'll pick up and carry Mc somewhere else, away from any interruptions that the other brothers might (will definitely) bring

His room is the most ideal place for that since his brothers don't enter his room

He'll lay Mc down on his bed and admire them and their peaceful face for a minute or two

Depending on how much work he has to do, he'll either stay and cuddle or he'll sadly have to leave to return to his work

Mammon

He'll also pick up Mc and take them to his room

Difference is he'll stay and cuddle with them, with him being the big spoon most of the time

His human deserves only the best and most relaxing sleep of all, which of course means that he has to cuddle with them to protect them from nightmares or in case his brothers trying to pester them

Theres no other solution

Levithan

Sadly he won't pick up Mc and take them to his room

Instead he'll go get one of his extra cozy merch blankets to drape onto Mc so that they don't get cold

He might even get one of his pillows to place under Mc's head too

He might feel like he's not able to do much or anything for Mc sometimes, nevertheless he'll try to help Mc have a decent nap as best he can

Satan

First, he's going to make sure he has a book, if he doesn't, he goes to get one then comes back

After that, he'll carefully move Mc so he can lay down on the couch too and then lays them on top of him

He likes feeling Mc softly breathing against him while he reads

Sometimes he'll move them to his room if he doesn't feel social enough that day but still wants quality Mc cuddle time

Asmodeus

Pictures, he's going to take just a few all the pictures of Mc's cute sleeping face

Maybe experiment with some nail design ideas that he has (Mc knows he does this and allows it)

If Mc is still sleeping, he might sit on the couch, move their head to lay on his lap, and brush their hair

It's rare that he naps with, but if he does, he lays on top of Mc and hugs them like a giant teddy bear

Beelzebub

He'd lay down and put Mc on top of him

However, he wouldn't be able to do so for long since he'll start to get hungry quick and will have to get up again

The solution? Carry around Mc in his arms or on his back, similar to what he does with Belphie

He'll even put his jacket on Mc so they don't get cold

If he comes across Belphie while carrying Mc, it's Attic Sandwhich cuddle time

Belphegor

Immediately will lay on top of Mc

Will hug his cow print pillow in one arm and has his other arm wrapped around Mc

Doesn't bother with bringing a blanket, he makes a great heat source all on his own

If Mc is having a dream, he's going to make sure they dont have any bad ones

He knows Mc is exhausted and wants to make sure they get as much rest as they need to feel better again

[smoft-demons]

MC needs some extra love

_______

You’re having an off day. Your demons have asked to make sure nothing’s actually wrong, just to be safe, but they’ve seen you like this a few times before. They understand. You’re just feeling down for no particular reason. Just sad and low energy. Extra tired.

Nothing happened, no one hurt you, nothing’s wrong… you just woke up in a low mood. Because it simply be like that sometimes. You just… need some extra affection today. No reason. It’s okay, they’re not judging. They’ll do what they can to cheer you up a little—they love you, you know. They want to see you smile at least once today.

_______

Lucifer:

When Lucifer notices your mood, he softens towards you a lot. He asks if anything is wrong first of course—they all do—but once he learns that there’s nothing he needs to correct and no one he needs to punish on your behalf, he just softens. He treats you more gently than usual.

He expects you’ll get fed up entertaining all his brothers, with their endless chaotic energy. So he invites you to hide out with him in his office. You are invited to just sit with him and read, or put on some music, or play a game on your DDD, or just rest… or whatever it is that will help.

He’ll even let you curl up in his lap and cuddle with him if that’s what you want. That cheers him up too.

He quietly redistributes the most taxing of your chores for today amongst the seven of them, to give you time to recharge.

You’ll find Levi and Beel doing the dishes for you when it’s your turn, or if you’re supposed to make dinner you’ll find that Mammon and Asmo have already ordered everyone takeout, and they’re already in the middle of setting it all out on the table. You won’t have to do a thing! If you were supposed to clean up a common space in the house, it’ll already be done by some of your assorted pact partners. You might even find sticky notes placed amongst your homework in Lucifer’s, Satan’s, and Belphie’s handwriting, suggesting edits and books titles to check for better information, and pointing out any parts in your work that are particularly well done.

When you check your DDD later, you see that Lucifer had instructed his brothers to take on what they can from you to make your life easier today. He was not planning on letting you know that, clearly—because he sent that in the brothers group chat. You only know because Karasu’s spy feature showed you.

His support is shown in all these soft, quiet details. Peaceful moments. Simple, but unmistakable reminders of how loved you are. It’s okay if you don’t smile today, even though he would like you too. He will verbally remind you that loves you anyway.

_______

Mammon:

Mammon’s first instinct, of course, is retail therapy. He offers to take you shopping. He’ll even pay for your stuff! He doesn’t mind if it makes you happy!

You appreciate that very much—and maybe you’d be happy to take him up on that if you were sad for a reason, but… you just have no spare energy. Just thinking about going out exhausts you more. You’d have to deal with looking at things! And forming opinions, and deciding on stuff to buy! There’s crowds and cashiers and bright lights and just… stuff outside! You can’t, you just can’t. You have no energy and you can’t.

The first time Mammon sees you like this, he’s confused. You don’t wanna go out? You don’t want any new stuff?? He sure hasn’t felt like that before!

He puts effort into figuring out what will actually help cheer you up instead. He’s considerate that way.

He tries taking you for a long drive. He tries taking tasks off your to-do list. He tries trailing after you all day to keep you company, holding your hand, chattering all day so you can’t hear your thoughts, staying quiet so you don’t get overstimulated. He cycles through every possible approach over the months, on every random day you happen to wake up like this.

It’s all greatly appreciated—and hey, some of his ideas work better than the rest! You feel loved and cared for regardless. It’s impossible to miss how much he adores you.

Eventually though, he strikes gold!

That particular day, he had been telling you a stupid joke every time he ran into you, in an attempt to make you smile. He gets a weak grin for his troubles just about halfway through the day. He beams at you triumphantly at that, impulsively scooping you up for a hug and repeatedly kissing the top of your head, and—aha! THERE’S the smile he was looking for!

From that point on, he knows what to do!

The next time you wake up in this mood, he takes the first opportunity to give you a playfully over the top show of affection. Over the course of the day, he keeps doing it!

He runs into you in the hallway between classes, he (gently) aggressively ruffles your hair as he passes you. He finds you aimlessly walking through the house, you immediately get snatched into his arms for a nice long squeeze. You sit with him as he’s scrolling through devilgram, he sets it aside for a moment to squish your cheeks between his hands and cover your forehead and nose with loud, playful kisses. You go up to him and request attention? You get kiss attacked, and he won’t let up until you crack a smile!

Your brain hurts, he says, echoing your very first explanation. It’s okay though, he says. He’ll kiss it better, he says.

He is MORE than happy to completely discard the tsundere façade to lean into this… over-the-top affectionate silliness, as long as it continues to make you laugh and smile like that.

He won’t admit it, but… this is more honest. This is much closer to who he is at heart than his usual behaviour is. Try as he might, he can’t hide how much he cares to save his life.

The realest aspect of Mammon is not the dumbass, not the money-grubber, not the uncaring cool guy that he pretends to be… no, it’s the goofy dork who loves you SO much that he’d go to any amount of effort to cheer you up.

He’s damn good at it too! HE was put in charge of your well-being for a reason! He’s the best big brother/guardian/friend/pact partner ever, and you’re his to take care of. He’s not letting HIS human go without smiling once for a whole day! You’re the sole member of his family he can openly dote on, and dammit, he will!

_______

Levi:

Levi’s go-to is, of course, distracting you with media. He tries games first, but if you’re too low-energy for that, he gets it. He tries anime, movies, shows, videos, manga, whatever you seem to respond best to.

You’ll notice a theme of letting others help, confiding in friends, opening up to people. There are repeated instances of characters asking for support from the rest of the cast and then being helped and taken care of. Lots of power of friendship stories, lots of hurt/comfort and “it’s rotten work” “not to me, not if it’s you” and team-as-family.

Maybe, just maaaybe, he’s trying to tell you something!

He relaxes when you explain that you just woke up like this, sometimes this just happens and it’s no one’s fault, there’s no problem, he doesn’t have to worry about you. He gets that! Sometimes he wakes up like that too. It does happen!

But… you’re his player two! He wants to worry about you!

So he takes care of you the way he wishes someone would take care of him when he gets like that. Gives you the extra love he knows first-hand that you need right now. He lets you choose the entertainment, he holds your hand, and mirrors what you do to self-soothe.

If you wanna lie on the floor and stare at his jellyfish decorations, he’s right next to you. If you wanna tell Henry how you’re feeling, he’s right there with you doing the same so you don’t have to feel self-conscious. If you’re stimming, he will too. That one makes him happy as well! If you wanna burrow into a pile of blankets and plushies like a hognose snake, he totally gets it and will also do that. He does that anyway sometimes, just because it’s comfy.

There’s not a hint of judgement from Levi. Ever. He gets it.

When you guys HAVE to leave his room, like for meals and such, he lends you his headphones. So you don’t get overstimulated from all the noise his brothers make. He never goes far from you, either. He always stays close enough that you can reach for him if you want to.

After dinner, when you’re tired and done with trying to act normal (not that even one of your demons is fooled), Levi brings you back to his room. He asks if you have any requests, anything you want to do, anything he can do to help you. If you know what you need, he’ll just do it. If you don’t, he’ll offer comfort in some form that makes sense to him. He understands that all you really need is some extra love when you’re like this, so he’s not at a loss. He gets it, he feels the same way sometimes, he can do that!

You end up curled up in his lap, hiding your face in his shoulder as he watches an anime you’ve both seen before at a low volume. Familiar and comforting. He’s happy to just sit and chill with you until you feel like you’ve recharged enough. He knows you’d do the same for him.

_______

Satan:

Satan’s instinct, once he learns what’s going on, is to bring you to the quiet spot outside where the stray cats he has befriended gather and then plonk the chillest one in your lap.

Cats are perfect fluffy little warm purring bundles of free therapy, after all. How could you not be recharged by this?

He’s not wrong, the cat definitely helps. It is in fact a perfect creature.

But… well, you don’t bother to spend the energy on saying so, but being outside isn’t really helping. You cringe at every loud noise. The wind ruffling your clothes every so often is annoying you. You’re sitting on concrete and it’s making you cold. The streetlights feel particularly aggressive to your eyes today. Very stabby. There are smells outside! No one wants that!

You love the cats, but Satan is giving them all his attention and you’re getting just a little bit jealous. You as well are giving the cat in your lap all your attention, and—as stupid as you feel about it—you’re getting a little bit jealous about that too. You want attention too! All the cat has to do is be cute and soft and it can have all the petting and cuddling it wants! As it deserves, yes, but… don’t you as well, though..?

You try to push that feeling away and just pet the cat. The cat did nothing wrong, you still love it, you’re supposed to be feeling MORE recharged from this! Not… whatever it is you do feel. At the end of the day you still enjoy petting the cat and you don’t want it to leave. That’s still true and that’s what matters, you tell yourself.

Eventually the cat decides it’s had enough petting for now, and gets up. Satan checks on you, fully expecting you to be thoroughly cheered up! Instead he sees you staring forlornly at your hands, mostly zoned out. Confused, he asks if you’re okay.

You nod once, giving him a hollow smile.

Now he’s concerned. He takes a minute to finish petting the cats surrounding him—noting the hint of jealousy in your eyes as you observe him—then comes to sit on the concrete stair next to you.

He gently points out that he knows you well enough to detect a lie. Especially an unconvincing lie like that. You give a noncommittal hum in reply. That’s all you have the energy for.

He wraps an arm around your shoulders, letting you slump against his side. Your head leans against his shoulder. His other arm comes up to stroke your head for a moment, then drops down again to take your hand.

In a small, tired voice, you thank him. He gives your hand a gentle squeeze in reply.

Eventually he adjusts you so he can hold you more comfortably. Every so often he kisses the top of your head, or rubs your shoulder, or squeezes your hand, or says something quietly to you. Pointing out a interesting leaf shape, telling you something inconsequential about his day, prompting you to look when one of the cats does something cute, reminding you that he loves you and it’s okay to feel like this. That he enjoys your company no matter what mood you’re in.

This helps a lot more. Eventually you have enough energy to reply to him in full sentences! He’s visibly relieved at that. Still, he continues to hold you.

It’s after this point that a different cat comes up to you. It sniffs your shoelace then rubs itself against your leg. It flops over your shoe, stretching adorably with its little paws reaching up. It looks up at you all wide-eyed and cute, and finally you give a short puff of a laugh. Satan feels it more than hears it, but still!! He feels successful!

You pet this cat as it stands up and sniffs at your free hand. You look at it with a little smile. There’s a bit more soul in this smile, to Satan’s relief.

Later, as the two of you are leaving, he slips the cat a treat and whispers a thank you to it. Then he takes your hand again and leads you back home.

(He makes a mental note to himself for next time: pet the sad human first!! Then go see the cats!)

_______

Asmo:

Asmo notices that you’re having one of those days today, and he rushes to spoil you. Like Mammon, his first instinct is to take you shopping—but specifically for clothes and makeup and skincare products. Stuff that would cheer him up.

But you’re tired, and he understands that. It’s okay, he still knows what to do!

Asmo brings you into his room. You curl up in a sad, tired lump on his bed. He lets you chill there while he gathers up the stuff he wants.

He returns to you with his arms full of stuff! Nail polish, face masks, a hairbrush, moisturizer and hair oil, etc etc. Stuff for taking care of you.

He makes a point of only doing stuff that doesn’t sting at all. No plucking eyebrows or messing with your cuticles or anything like that. Just the stuff that feels nice.

Asmo quietly chatters about people he knows and stuff he’s used and whatever the latest gossip he’s heard is. Not even really to inform you this time, because he knows you’re probably not gonna remember much when you’re like this, but more to provide you with a constant, grounding backdrop of his familiar voice.

He speaks softly to you as he wipes your face with cleanser and then proceeds with his skincare process. He gently brushes your hair, spending twice as long as necessary just because it feels nice. He insists you don’t bother to move as he sits next to you and paints your nails.

At some point he runs out of stuff to do, so he ends up just brushing over your face with a clean makeup brush. No product on it at all, he’s just doing it to make you relax, because it’s soft and it feels nice. It’s meditative, honestly. For both of you.

He spends a good long while doing that.

He finishes up and lies down next to you. He pulls you into a cuddle. You offer to return the favour for him. Do his skincare and hair and nails and stuff for him, spoil him back—because he deserves the best.

For the first time ever, he declines. He shushes you and holds you tighter. This is the only situation in which he would ever refuse that!

He says you’re more than welcome to return the favour tomorrow if you like, but for now he just wants you to rest. He did all that for you to get you in this relaxed state you’re in right now, don’t get up and un-relax yourself so fast! Keep your brain turned off! It’s good for you sometimes!

… yes, Asmo is surprised by his own selflessness too—more surprised than you are by now, knowing him. He’s always been selfless for your sake since you first became his friend. It still surprises him though.

_______

Beel:

Beel is your best guy for validation. For quiet, thoughtful, unwavering support. He’s a lot more insightful than he’s often given credit for. He’s one of the best people in this family in terms of emotional intelligence, no question about it.

He knows just what to do. He observes you as the day goes on, taking the first opportunity to pull you aside and check on you without any others around. Just to make absolutely sure there’s nothing else going on.

His voice is soft, his hands are gentle, and he puts effort into understanding you. You’re family, he loves you so much! So of course he would.

He’ll share his food with you of course—both because he wants you to know that he loves you that much, and because he’s trying to remove a task from your to-do list. You don’t have to think about getting food and preparing it and any of that if he just. Does it for you. You can spend your very limited energy elsewhere.

He’ll take you with him on his routine walk, just so you can have a change of scenery and an opportunity to chat uninterrupted.

He listens to you complain about being outside with his characteristic placid sympathy—a combination that would be a bit contradictory if it came from anyone else, but somehow makes perfect sense for Beel. It’s soothing. Reassuring, somehow. He helps a lot, just by being himself.

When you inevitably run out of energy—much quicker than you usually do, but you expected that—he offers to carry you. Or rather, he automatically goes to do it on muscle memory, because that’s just what he does with tired loved ones (Belphie usually). He catches himself and realizes he should ask first in this case. Just to make sure. He’s considerate like that.

You are very tired… and you want contact. So of course you accept the offer. How could you refuse when he offers so earnestly?

He walks in measured, consistent steps as he carries you. The sway of his movement is deliberately relaxing. He’s trying to lull you into a meditative haze, or maybe put you to sleep. Either is good, he thinks.

The warmth of him makes the… everything about being outside when you’re feeling this way a lot more tolerable. The sounds of his footsteps, his breaths, his heartbeat… all of that drowns out the background noise just enough. Your face is pressed into his jacket, so the streetlights don’t stab your eyes and all the distressingly inconsistent outside smells are entirely covered by the spices-aromatics-soap scent of Beel. It’s a smell you know very well, and the familiarity of it is grounding.

Everything about him is grounding, really. He really did know exactly what to do.

At the end of the day… it’s okay if you don’t smile. He would like you to, of course, but he will meet you where you’re at. Anyway, it’s more important to him that you feel like it’s safe to show however it is you actually feel around him. He understands the amount of trust that takes, and he’s honoured by it. Nothing is more important to him than that trust.

So, you don’t have to smile. It’s okay.

Don’t be strong, he tells you. There’s no need, for now. Just let him. Rest, lean on his strength—he’s got more than enough for both of you. He’s got you. He’s not going anywhere.

_______

Belphie:

Oh, you’re tired? A bit sad, a bit grouchy? Damn. Looks like even HE has more energy than you today. That’s not something he sees often! Well, that’s fine. He knows what to do.

It’s straight to baby jail with you!

In his arms, that is. In bed, surrounded by his best pillows, covered by the least warm heavy blanket he has, so you won’t overheat but will still feel nice and covered.

He positions you so you’re facing each other, with your head tucked under his chin. So you have room to comfortably breathe and talk, but your face is still as covered as possible so you won’t be bothered by any lights.

Emotional intelligence may not be Belphie’s strong suit, but he is observant and he understands exhaustion. This may not exactly be the usual kind of exhaustion, but still! There’s no demon better equipped to understand what’s going on with you right now, just by nature.

He’s totally fine with cuddling you in silence if you don’t feel like talking. That really works for him, actually, because it allows him to nap.

Not that he doesn’t WANT to listen to you. He does. He’d be happy to. But he gets it if you don’t wanna bother with that. It’s okay.

He will, however, delay taking a nap until you doze off first. He just wants to make sure you’re okay. He’s not about to just fall asleep and abandon you if you still need attention.

If you’re not falling asleep very fast, he will help. Not with magic, surprisingly. He’s being more… gentle, he supposes, than that in this situation.

He talks quietly about nothing important. The soft drone of his voice, kept consistent and deliberately soporific, melts into your brain like butter, slowing it way down. Blocking everything else out. Gradually turning it off. One hand rubs your back slowly, almost as if to match the rhythm of his voice.

It’s so relaxing. You feel like you could stay like this forever and never want to move, you’re that comfortable.

Belphie knows what he’s doing.

It works really well! He makes sure you feel loved and cared for, then makes sure you get some extra rest. Mental and physical recharging.

Of course, you wake up feeling a lot better. Maybe not entirely back to your normal self yet, but definitely better. How could you not?

You’re a lot less tired after you’ve slept, and less sad too… so he’s succeeded—but you’re still not smiling!

He can fix that, right?

He lets you get up and stretch first, of course. He does the same. Before you leave the room though, he wraps you up in another hug.

He pulls back to examine your face after a minute or two.

Hmm… you look comfy, but still no smile! He can’t have that! So he hugs you tightly again, but this time his fingers start to lightly poke and brush over your sides. He’s trying to force you to smile by tickling you. He’s not gonna do too much, he’s not trying to overwhelm you. He stops as soon as you crack a smile.

There we go, he says as he gives you one last gentle squeeze. That was all he wanted, he tells you.

He doesn’t let go of you for long, over the rest of the day. Always holding your hand, giving you random hugs, draping himself over your shoulders—but without making you take all his weight for once, because he knows you’re still kinda tired. Enough of it to be soothing, but no more. Just so you don’t get lonely. He doesn’t want you to get all sad again.

If you do get sad again though, it’s okay. He will squish the sadness out of you all over again, as many times as you need. He doesn’t mind.

_______

[koolades-world]

can i request hcs of each brothers with a timid reader who hides behind them or they like grab onto their arm or their shirt at all times if they’re out of the house. how do you think they’d feel?

hello! of course :)

this is such a cute prompt!!

enjoy <3

Timid Mc who hides behind the brothers

Lucifer

he doesn't understand at first, but tries to rationalize why

maybe you've chosen to hide behind him because he's the biggest and the scariest

once he realizes it's because you trust and like to be around him, he's secretly so happy

if you want, he'll even let you hide in his giant coat haha

Mammon

of course you want to hide behind the great mammon!

after all, who wouldn't?

he's a little shy himself about it himself because of the implications and how close you are to him

but he would do anything for you, so hide away!

Levi

he's usually the one doing the hiding haha

but he'll make this exception for you because he's lived in the devildom much longer and you and understands the feeling

he finds that it helps him improve on his own confidence because he knows you need him

after a while, he actually doesn't mind and grows to enjoy it

Satan

like father, like son he can't understand why you'd pick him over his much more amiable brothers

perhaps you thought his reputation and wrath could keep you best protected, and he's smug that you picked him over lucifer

he soon discovers he finds your presence comforting and actually unconsciously looks for you when you're not around

anytime, you need him, he's by your side no matter what you need

Asmo

it's too late, he's obsessed with you

will audibly awww at you and promptly adopt you as the introvert to his extrovert

every time he goes out, he always asks you if you want to go and offers to get you ice cream afterwards to try and get you out there more

you two are already an iconic duo in the eyes of the public

Beel

he's more than happy to be the one that makes you feel more secure

he'll happily and unconditionally accept you

he wants to make you feel welcome and safe, and will even go as far to share his snacks with you <3

if you ask why, he won't know quite how to answer. he just does it because it's what someone would want to do for him

Belphie

another confused one since he doesn't do a whole lot, and he y'know... so why him?

however despite this, he acts like this is something you've both been doing your whole life

you're more than welcome to do literally everything with him if you wanted since he doesn't want to drive you away

he's secretly warmed by this but he doesn't know if he'll ever be able to tell you

[fandoms-x-reader]

Abandonment Issues

Requested By: @deludedprime

Summary: MC has a strong bond with everyone, but because of past experiences, they're afraid that the others don't reciprocate their feelings. Because of this, MC pulls away and begins isolating themselves. The Seven Demon Brothers x Reader Diavolo, Barbatos, Simeon & Solomon x Reader Featuring: Luke, Raphael, Thirteen, & Mephisto. Word Count: 5,108

You were someone who got attached to others too deeply and too quickly. 

That was the way it had always been and the way it always would be.

And not only did you easily get attached to others, but you found that you could do this with almost anyone.

Maybe it was because you could see the good in others even if they were believed to have the darkest heart. Or maybe you believed that everyone deserved a chance.

In the end, it usually ended up with you being the one who got hurt.

You would pour your heart and soul into trying to make others feel loved. But, they would pull away. They would think you were overbearing or trying too hard and you would be left all alone.

When you came to the Devildom, you had put yourself in the mindset that you wouldn’t make the same mistakes that you did in the human world.

You told yourself that you would keep your distance and that you wouldn’t let yourself fall into the trap that you tended to easily succumb to. 

You were going to be surrounded by demons, so it should have been easy to do, right?

The more time you spent around everyone, the harder it was to keep your resolve. Slowly, but surely, your walls began to crumble. But who could blame you?

It was hard to not feel sympathy for Mammon when he was constantly torn down and hurt by his brothers. Who wouldn’t want to be there to cheer him up every time it happened and see that beautiful smile that he wore only when he was around you?

And the way Levi talked drove you crazy! He was so passionate and knowledgeable about his interests and he was so entertaining. So, when he was being self-deprecating, you had to make sure that you were there to deny every single one of his claims and compliment him until he finally believed you.

Beel and Luke were such kind souls too. They were so sweet and so caring. So it only made sense for you to want to step in and shield them from Lucifer’s attack. To protect them.

Even Belphie had you wrapped around his finger. You knew he was lying to you. You knew that he was playing you. But you just wanted to help him.

Everyone in the Devildom had a reason for you to love them. They had something that drew you in and kept you there.

And, before you knew it, you were in the same position you always found yourself in - surrounded by people you loved wholeheartedly and wondering if they felt the same.

The others returned your small acts of love and they told you they liked spending time with you. They acted like they loved you.

But, you had been fooled once before. You had let your guard down just to be left brokenhearted and feeling like you weren’t good enough.

And because of your past experiences, your doubt and insecurities began creeping in and filling your mind with terrible thoughts until it had convinced you that you were reading too much into your friendship.

It told you that the bond you felt you had with them was way stronger than the bond they had with you. You were the one pushing the friendship on them and they were merely tolerating you.

And because of those thoughts, you felt the need to protect yourself. You began pulling away and isolating yourself from them in the hopes that when your friendship finally did come to an end, it wouldn’t hurt as bad.

You didn’t expect them to notice. And, if they did notice, you didn’t expect them to care.

But you were their human. And seeing you pull away hurt them just as much as it hurt you.

They could only let it go on for so long until one of them decided to approach you and talk about it.

Lucifer was a very busy man.

He helped bear the weight of the Devildom on his shoulders, and as such, his plate was always unbelievably full.

His to-do list was unthinkably long and he always felt as though there weren’t enough hours in a single day.

Because of his busy schedule, Lucifer rarely had time to notice small things such as a one getting lost in thought or subtle behavioral changes.

But, what you were doing was not small.

The lack of your presence sent a shockwave through the House of Lamentation and Lucifer was not spared from the effects.

He wasn’t sure why you were refusing to spend time with them - but he missed you.

He missed the way you would tease him about getting frown lines before offering to massage his shoulders.

He missed the way you would bring him a cup of tea to help him relax, knowing it was the only way to take his mind off of work if only for a brief moment.

He missed the way you would smile at him and make all of his stress and worry dissipate with such a simple action.

Lucifer had been alive for far too long to allow someone who brought such happiness into his life to simply slip through his fingers.

So, he took action as quickly as he could. He tried to phrase it as nicely as he could, but you could read through the lines. He was demanding an explanation.

And he was not pleased with the one he got. He was the Avatar of Pride and hearing you tell him that you believed he didn’t truly love you hurt his pride.

Because it meant he had failed. He failed to show you how much you meant to him.

And that was a mistake he needed to rectify. 

From that day on, it didn’t matter how busy Lucifer was. He would find a way to show you how much he cared about you.

It could be pulling you into his lap while he worked, or hugging you tightly when he was stressed.

He would do anything he could to show you how much he needed you and to make sure you never pulled away from him again.

Naturally, Mammon was one of the first to notice you pulling away.

He tended to be a bit clingy when it came to you. He always wanted to be around you.

You were his rock.

The one he always went to when he was feeling down about himself.

You were the one who always brought a smile to his face and lifted his spirits.

So, when you started isolating yourself and turning down his offers to hang out, Mammon took it hard.

Your positivity and smile was something he had come to depend on. 

He blamed himself for your actions. 

He replayed his time with you in his head, recounting every detail to try and figure out if he said or did something to make you upset with him.

He tried every day to get you to open up and talk to him. 

It gets to the point where it’s almost painful for you to see him. He looked like a lost puppy.

Mammon always told you that you could trust him, so you felt as though you at least owed him an explanation for your sudden behavior change.

And when you tell Mammon about everything, he goes through a wave of emotions.

Confusion - why would you think he didn’t care about you? Could you not see how he felt about you?

Guilt - he felt as though he had failed you in some way. He felt like his tsundere tendencies had pushed you away and made you believe that he didn’t care for you.

Anger - at those from your past who decided to hurt you in this way and make you doubt yourself and others.

And lastly, relief - Mammon was so thankful you trusted him enough to explain what was going on inside your mind.

He would find a way to cheer you up and make you feel better about yourself, the same way you always did for him.

He would make sure that you never felt unloved by him again.

Levi had done something that went against all of his morals - he had become friends with a normie!

He wasn’t really sure how it happened. One second, you were the new human exchange student that he could care less about. And the next second, he wanted you in his room every night to play games with him.

He started coming out of his room more in the hopes that he would run into you and he looked forward to when the two of you would hang out.

These were all things that Levi swore he would never do. Especially with a normie.

But, you had an irresistible charm that drew others in and he just so happened to be one of the victims of your trap.

And it was something he deeply regretted when he noticed you pulling away from him.

You and Levi have a very similar mindset when it comes to abandonment and trust issues.

Your biggest fear is his biggest fear. And in an attempt to protect yourself, you were making his fears come true.

He had opened himself and allowed himself to be vulnerable, only for you to pull away. He was questioning everything about himself. He was regretting opening up in the first place.

And it wasn’t until you recognized the familiar pained look on Levi’s face that you realized what you had been doing.

It wasn’t fair to put someone else through the same pain you had gone through, so you decided to explain everything to Levi and that’s when his tune finally changed.

He realized it wasn’t his insecurities that drove you away but your own and Levi was now on a mission to make sure you never felt that way.

You had helped him so much with becoming confident in himself. You had made him feel really loved by someone. And he was going to find a way to return the favor.

Satan could tell something had been bothering you for a while now.

He would notice you zoning out in school or at the dinner table, lost in your own thoughts.

He had meant to approach you about it a few times now, but he always stopped himself short.

He wasn’t sure how to handle the situation.

He liked to be straightforward and stick to facts.

He wasn’t sure the Avatar of Wrath would be the best one to comfort you.

But, he could only let your actions continue on for so long before he had to step in.

He attempted to approach you in the library. He sat down next to you and asked you bluntly if you were okay.

To which you told Satan that you were just stressed and trying really hard to keep up with your studies.

Satan wanted to believe you, but when you turned down his offer to tutor you, he knew that it wasn’t your studies that you were worried about.

If it was, you would have jumped at the opportunity to have some help.

Satan waited patiently for his next opportunity - which came after dinner when you went to your room.

You were surprised to see him there but allowed him in any way.

Satan once again asked you what was wrong, and asked you not to lie to him this time.

Under Satan’s scrutinizing gaze, you knew that it wouldn’t be a good idea to try and come up with another excuse. So you came clean.

To say Satan was surprised at the news would be an understatement. How could you think they didn’t love you?

Before he could realize what he was doing, and before he could stop himself, Satan was pulling you into his arms and telling you that there was no reason to feel that way because they all loved you deeply.

He was straightforward. He was a man of facts. Satan didn’t lie. And because of that, his words were the most comforting - because you knew they were true.

One of Asmo’s biggest pet peeves is when others ignore him.

He was so used to getting love from everyone. It didn’t matter if it was his family, his friends, his fans, or random strangers.

It didn’t matter if you loved him or hated him - either way, you couldn’t resist looking at him.

No one could resist his beauty. That wasn’t just something he exaggerated to inflate his ego, it was a fact. He was the Avatar of Lust.

And when he sees someone trying to avoid him or refusing to look or talk to him, it hurts his feelings - more than he would dare to admit.

But, when you were the one who was doing it to him, it hurt so much more. Because he loved you so much.

Asmo isn’t one who could handle your cold shoulder for too long.

Within a couple of days, Asmo showed up at your door, practically in tears as he begged you to let him in and talk to him.

Asmo wears his heart on his sleeve and anyone with a pair of eyes could see how heartbroken he was over this whole ordeal.

And seeing him in that state was enough to convince you to explain your actions to him.

And as you told Asmo all about your fears and abandonment issues, his tears slowly dried as he realized the reason you had pulled away from him was because you were afraid he didn’t feel the same way.

But, why you felt that way was a mystery to Asmo. You were loved by Love Incarnate.

He wouldn’t berate you for feeling this way or make you feel bad for protecting yourself, but Asmo will up his game x100.

He will give you a hundred more good morning hugs and a hundred more good night kisses every day. He will hold you in his arms for a hundred more hours in the week.

He will do whatever he has to do to prove to you that his love for you is genuine.

Beel wasn’t one who typically expressed his emotions through words.

He was a man of action.

He liked to express his love through hugs and his happiness through smiles.

He found more value in showing what he was feeling rather than stating it.

And you were always so receptive to his actions.

You would happily jump into his arms for a bear hug or let him pick you up when he wanted to take you somewhere that he was excited about.

You would sit close to him in class and you would always smile at him at dinner.

And those small actions were what always made Beel’s day.

So, when they suddenly stopped, Beel definitely noticed something was up with you.

He tried to talk to you, but you always came up with an excuse and ran away.

He brought food to your bedroom door whenever he could as if it was an offering. As if he was sending a prayer that his gift would be enough for you to grace him with a conversation.

Seeing Beel sad is one of the most heartbreaking scenes. His big puppy-dog eyes would look at you with sadness, and his lips would turn into a large frown as his shoulders slumped.

After taking a bit to get your thoughts in order, you finally open up to Beel and tell him how you’re feeling.

You couldn’t stand to see him so upset without knowing why you were doing what you were doing.

When you were done explaining, Beel realized that he would need more than actions to fix this situation.

So, he expressed all of his love to you, telling you how much you meant not only to him but to everyone. Telling you how they would all be lost without you. Telling you how much he loved you. 

And begging you not to ever doubt him when he tells you that.

Belphie thought you were being childish.

Of course, he didn’t know the real reason you were isolating yourself.

Belphie had a bad habit of doing things that he didn’t remember. That was mostly because he was sleepwalking when he did it.

One time, he ate a slice of cake Beel had been specifically saving while he was asleep.

Another time, he ended up in Mammon’s room to call him money-grubbing scum before simply leaving.

Small things like that happened all of the time. So he was sure that he had accidentally done or said something to you while he was asleep that set you off.

But, everyone else seemed to understand that he was asleep and had no control.

You decided to give him the cold shoulder. And Belphie was not having it.

If you wanted to be stubborn, he would be stubborn too.

And of course, his bratty nature was not helping the current situation you were in by any means.

Belphie finally caved after a few days, thinking he must have done something really bad for you to ignore him for so long.

But, you wouldn’t give him the time of day to talk. So, he decided to approach you when he knew you couldn’t escape.

He showed up in one of your dreams, knowing that he would have the power there. Was it an invasion of privacy? Yes - but, you should have talked to him during the day if you didn’t want this to happen.

However, when Belphie entered your dream he found that it was a nightmare. A specific nightmare that was a representation of everything you had been fearing. 

Belphie immediately made the nightmare go away and came face to face with you. He asked you if that was the reason you had been avoiding him and when you nodded your head, everything made sense to Belphie.

He replaced the nightmare with a pleasant dream and when you woke up the next morning, you were wrapped up in Belphie’s arms as he held you tightly to him.

He would never leave you or stop loving you and he was going to show you that.

It was a lot harder for Diavolo to notice when you began isolating yourself from everyone.

For one, he didn’t live at the House of Lamentation with you.

And two, he rarely had time to focus on anything but his royal duties.

So, he didn’t get much time to spend with you in the first place.

But, when he noticed everyone’s sad expressions and moping behavior as they walked around RAD, he knew that something was wrong.

And it wasn’t hard to guess who it was about. After all, there was only one person who had everyone so tightly wrapped around their finger.

Diavolo immediately got involved. It was his duty to ensure all of the denizens of his Kingdom were happy.

At least, that was the excuse he would give if you asked.

But in reality, he was worried about you. If something was wrong, he would move Hell and Earth to fix it for you. That was one of the benefits of being royalty.

However, he wasn’t expecting the problem to be that you were afraid that you were unloved.

It was so obvious how hard everyone had fallen for you. How could you not see it?

No, that wasn’t the question that Diavolo needed to focus on. The real question was, how could he make you see it?

A fancy dinner prepared for you where they can show their love? A lavish ball where you’re the guest of honor and they can shower you with gifts?

Diavolo will of course openly tell you the truth about how everyone feels about you, but if you refuse to take him for his word, then he will take action and invite the brothers to join him until you are so overwhelmed with the feeling of love that you are unable to deny the truth.

Like Diavolo, Barbatos doesn’t get much time with you, but he is able to notice your changed behavior.

Apart from being incredibly intuitive, one of Barbatos’ roles is looking over the exchange students.

After all, his sworn loyalty to Diavolo meant he was to do whatever he needed to make sure Diavolo’s vision came to light.

And that meant the exchange program had to succeed.

Barbatos kept his distance but always kept a watchful eye on you and when he noticed you pulling away and isolating yourself from everyone, he felt the need to take action.

He was Diavolo’s fix-it man - or demon. Whenever there was a problem, Barbatos would help him come up with a plan to fix it.

And your saddened and solitary state was something he sought to fix.

He knew that it would be a bit harder for you to open up to him versus one of the brothers, but he encouraged you to trust him nonetheless.

And when you explained your thoughts and behaviors, when you explained your past, Barbatos found himself sympathizing with you.

He knew better than anyone how much one’s past could affect their future and he hated that you had been through something so horrible in the past.

But you couldn’t allow it to affect your future, or you would miss out on so many great things.

Telling you that everyone loved you, that it wasn’t a trick or lie, was like stating that the Devildom had no sun to Barbatos. It was a hard fact.

And if you needed him to prove that fact, he would gladly do so. Barbatos’ power was one of unbelievable range and strength and there were many ways to show you everyone’s love if that’s what was needed.

Would you like to see how the brothers acted before you came to the Devildom? Or maybe you would like to see how mundane Diavolo’s life tended to be without you?

The point is - the Devildom would be very different without you. They all needed you.

As an angel, Simeon could always pick up on the light aura that you carried about you.

Everything about you brightened the room. Your smile, the glint in your eyes, your happy and excited body language.

Whenever Simeon saw you, he couldn’t help but smile. Because you brought that energy with you.

But, when you began pulling away from everyone and isolating yourself, you took that energy with you. 

Simeon searched for it as often as he could, but he couldn’t find it anywhere.

When he did see you, your positive energy had been replaced with a negative one.

Your happy smile was replaced with a sad frown. The sparkle in your eyes had dimmed to a dull and empty look. And your body language was no longer inviting but closed off.

It took Simeon by surprise. He couldn’t comprehend how someone could be so full of life one day and then so melancholy the next.

But, he was determined to find a way to bring your light back.

He approached you when you were away from the others and asked you to tell him what was wrong.

Simeon’s smile was so warm and the look in his eyes was so caring that it was easy to open up to him.

Simeon couldn’t believe what you were telling him. How could others treat you so poorly in your past when you were so perfect in his eyes?

Simeon begged you not to think this way. He begged you to see how much they all loved you and needed you - especially him.

He couldn’t imagine his life without you and he prayed that he would never have to experience it.

He didn’t stop complimenting you until you gave him a small smile, and that’s when he saw what he was looking for - your light.

It was a small and brief moment, but it was enough to brighten his day like it always did. 

Simeon would tell you he loved you until he was blue in the face if that was what you needed, just please don’t pull away from him.

Solomon may be a powerful sorcerer now, but he was just a regular human with regular human emotions at some point.

And because of that, Solomon was prone to understanding your thoughts and emotions better than the others.

It’s not that the others were incompetent, it’s just that when you’re an angel or demon, you don’t always share the same insecurities and worries as a human.

Solomon is one of the easiest people to openly talk to you because he would never judge you and he can always find a way to comfort you or cheer you up.

But, this was not one of those times. For once, he was at a loss. Because you weren’t just pulling away from the supernatural creatures you both called your friends - you were pulling away from him too.

Solomon wasn’t sure if he should give you space or press you on the matter.

But after seeing the effects that your missing presence had on not only the others but himself as well, Solomon decided to go with the latter.

He tried to remain as respectful as possible, but he needed answers. And he didn’t think he could leave you alone without them.

Your answers didn’t give him any clarification on how to cheer you up though.

He sat down next to you and looked deeply into your eyes. He told you to believe him when he said that everyone here loved you as much as you loved them, and that included himself.

He told you that he would always be there for you. That he had missed you these past few days when you had isolated yourself.

He told you that he needed his adorable apprentice and that your lack of presence had thrown everyone into turmoil.

And you seemed to believe him. You seemed to trust he was telling the truth.

But, he still didn’t feel like it was enough.

Maybe he could cook you a meal to further show his appreciation for you?

LUKE

Luke took it pretty hard when you kept avoiding him. He felt like he was losing one of his best friends.

His initial thought was that the demon brothers had done something to you and he approached them all hot and heavy.

But after giving them a good lecture and demanding an explanation as to what they did to you, Luke realized they were at just as much of a loss as he was.

Luke cried to Simeon about the whole situation. He didn’t understand what had made you so upset.

After talking to the others and understanding that they really did love you, you felt like you owed Luke a one-on-one conversation.

You explained everything you were feeling in the simplest terms and it made the small angel feel better knowing he hadn’t done something specific to make you not want to be his friend.

He’ll go on a tangent about how you’re the only human he cares so much about protecting for a reason.

He’ll tell you that he was an angel and that meant that he doesn’t hang out with just anyone. He wants to spend time with you because he genuinely cares!

Luke’s love for you may be innocent and simple but it was strong. And he easily gets hurt.

Please don’t cast him away again.

RAPHAEL

Raphael was still doing his best to understand the entirety of the situation that was happening down there in the Devildom.

He knew that you all loved each other very much but he wasn’t sure how it all worked, logistically.

As one of the highest-ranked angels in the Celestial Realm, Raphael kept a close eye on things in the Devildom.

And when he saw how distraught you looked, he knew that something was wrong.

He was curious as to what the others had done to you, and more importantly, what they were doing to fix it.

When the situation hadn’t improved in a couple of days, Raphael began to grow worried.

He waited a bit longer, and he was so close to suggesting to Michael that they take you to the Celestial Realm instead when he finally saw you smile again.

He found out from Simeon later on what exactly had happened with you.

Raphael was very smart and for everyone’s sake, he hoped they never let you feel that way again.

Losing you would be something he knew they wouldn’t come back from.

THIRTEEN

There was a lot that Thirteen didn’t understand about humans.

After all, they were a very complex species. 

But one of the things she had the hardest time understanding was human emotions.

There were so many and you could feel contradicting ones at the same time. Not to mention when asked what you were feeling, humans would say one thing and mean another.

It was way too confusing.

But what Thirteen did understand was that you were pulling away from them.

That’s when she realized she was feeling an unfamiliar emotion. Did she - miss you?

No, that couldn’t be it.

Thirteen spent the time you were having trouble denying her own emotions and when she realized you had mended things with the others, she felt a huge relief.

Please don’t do that again.

It isn’t beneath her to use a trap to keep you here in the Devildom if you decide to try to run away or anything like that.

MEPHISTO

Your emotions and relationship with the others weren’t necessarily one of Mephisto’s concerns.

He had a reputation of professionalism to uphold in front of Diavolo. He didn’t have time to let himself get distracted by emotions.

But, when he could see the negative impact that you had on others when you began isolating yourself, Mephisto finally understood your importance.

He had to admit you were quite charming and you had a personality that attracted others to you.

He had nearly fallen into your trap multiple times.

Still, he never thought you were this important to the others.

And upon that realization, Mephisto suddenly realized that everyone, including himself, needed you.

He encouraged Diavolo to fix things with you, under the pretense that it was best for the Devildom of course.

And when he noticed you bounding down the halls with a smile on your face, his lips turned upward into his own smile.

Okay, so maybe he fell into your trap too - but just a little bit!