#demon bros comfort nuzzles

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Demon Bros Comfort Nuzzles

This is a fic solely dedicated to the headcanon that demons nuzzle to show affection. It all started with me seeing a post about affectionate nuzzles from caretaker and I then promptly had two thoughts: 1. What if demons nuzzle to show affection? And 2. I wanna write about Mel and Zel giving each other comfort nuzzles. So basically, it's gonna be a fic about times throughout the years when the brothers have done just that. It might be organized as a 6+1 fic, but it might also be more times than that, or just an "x times..." styled fic. I haven't decided yet. I guess it depends on how the inspiration goes. (That said, if anyone has any cute or angsty scenarios they wanna see, I'm all ears!)

Also, this hc has taken up permanent residence in my brain (along with the "Mel used to call Merlin 'kiddo'" and the demon thermoregulation hcs, and possibly also the demon heartbeat hc (see below)). So don't be surprised if affectionate demon nuzzled start showing up in my other fics too - especially from Mel, but also from Zel, and maybe even Ellie (having picked up the behavior from Mel).

Whumptober - Meliodas & The Boar Hat Regulars

This one is all your fault thanks to you actually, for getting me attached to the idea of the Boar Hat Regulars and their weird but caring relationship with Meliodas, and also for inspiring the plot of this fic. I was originally aiming to write it for Whumptober, but never got around to it (because of life and mental health and October doesn't like me and whatnot). The prompts for Day 15 were "Makeshift Bandages", "Suppressed Suffering", and "I'm fine" - which I decided went together perfectly for poor Mel, in a fic taking place during the 10 years of the Sins being split-up and framed.

Basically, Meliodas gets into some trouble (of yet-to-be-determined origin) and then decides to go on with his day as if nothing happened. He learns the hard way why running a tavern while actively bleeding is a bad idea. Our heroes of the story are going to be two regulars and one very confused/freaked out first-timer (possibly with some other patrons around too - I haven't decided on how big of a character group I wanna work with yet - oh and Hawk I guess).

Zel gets distracted by Mel's heartbeat and everything changes

I actually shared a bit about this one back in July. Unfortunately, I haven't made much progress since then - mostly because I'm not exactly sure how the plot is gonna progress from here. I had an idea, then changed my mind about part of it, then had a better idea, but forgot about it, and now I'm just trying to figure out where I want to take the fic.

Sometimes a story starts with a demon bros thought and some demon lore. - a note from the actual document lol. But yeah, this is a demon bros angst fic taking place, or at least starting off, during the fight between Mel and the 10C in Vaizel; then it goes canon-divergent (when and how is the thing I haven't decided on yet). The lore part comes in with the fact that demons can tell each others' heartbeat apart, and the heartbeat also changes subtly (but noticeably to a demon) depending on number of hearts and stuff.

Somewhere, somewhen, somehow since his last death, Meliodas lost a heart (not like ripped from his chest, but broken/damaged/not beating). So Zeldris ends up having an internal crisis during the Meliodas murder, over the fact that Meliodas' heartbeat (which he still knows by... well, heart(s)) has changed and the wrongness of it all and being faced with the reality that the big brother who had always felt invincible was in fact not that. This is what leads to the canon-divergence, because Zel can't just forget about it (which means "everything changes" either during the fight or sometime after it - again, to be determined).

A little sneak peek (even though I've shared it before because this post doesn't have any sneak peeks yet!):

It shouldn’t have been such a staggering thought. A demon only needed one heart to survive. Zeldris had grown up in war. He knew plenty of demons who had lost hearts. But at the same time, to him, his brother had always felt invincible. He’d led armies way older than himself. He’d turned every demon against him without fear. He still stood here after 3,000 years, opposing their father once again. Even like this, surrounded in a nine-to-one fight, the idea that Meliodas was just as vincible as the rest of them felt almost foreign to Zeldris.

(Full sneak peek can be found in this post)

Wrath of Light (You'll have to go through me)

This is one of my remaining Febuwhump stories (hoping to get them all done this year at least lol). It's for Day 23, and the prompt "You'll have to go though me" (so the actual title of the fic is just "Wrath of Light").

I've shared a little sneak peek about it before (here - I think you saw that one back when I posted it?), but here's some proper info: it's taking place in some undefined-timeline (Elizabeth has her full powers and memories, but there's still a war against the demons?), there's a big fight happening, and tbh our heroes are getting their butts kicked for the moment, Meliodas gets badly injured, and Elizabeth snaps. Or, in other words, she reminds everyone that while she mostly uses her goddess powers to heal, she is no less dangerous than the demons they fight. It's also from Hendrickson's perspective, which I thought was an interesting pov for this fic, given his history with the druids and their view on the goddesses and demons.

You could also summarize this fic in three words: Protective Badass Elizabeth.

Here's another sneak peek:

Never before had Hendrickson truly considered the destructiveness of her power. He’d always seen it like the princess herself; bright and gentle. Before now, it had been healing. Offering miracles at death’s door. Saving soldiers in battle. Even after her true self had shown, even as the light proved lethal to demons, it had always felt safe. There was nothing gentle about the light surging from Elizabeth now. Hendrickson had only ever seen Meliodas' wrath when Elizabeth’s life was threatened. Never the reverse; not until now. Perhaps in the end, the two weren’t that different at all.

As you've seen by now, I talked about the other wips you asked about (and more) in another ask.

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From my Demon Bros Comfort Nuzzles fic:

They were under the impression that this trip would focus on long distance flying and flight maneuvers. Neither of them could argue with the benefit of letting the younger prince train with his brother, who was one of the strongest fliers in the demon army. They were also under the impression that this was going to be a one-day trip. Meliodas would face whatever the consequences were once they got back.

This week’s word is…

✨ IMPRESS ✨

Find the word in any WIP and share the sentence containing it! Reply, reblog, stick it in the tags, tag us in a new post, or keep it private. All fandoms, all ships, all writers welcome.

[apollo1three]

Hello! can I plz request the obey me bros with their children, you can choose if u want them to be their daughter, son or multiple. i just really wanna see them as like dads, like a scenario maybe when they learn to walk or say their first word you dnt have to if you don't want to! and if it's too much can i have just Beel Mammon or Lucifer :3

AHH MY FIRST REQUEST!!! I’m sorry for taking so long! I haven’t checked my dusty musty crusty a$$ inbox in a while ;-; also nonnie u don’t understand how much I love domestic, sappy, fluffy af stuff like this <3<3

Ofc I’ll do all of em, but I’ll do them in parts so you don’t have to wait for me to finish all seven ^^

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An unimaginable type of love (Lucifer x f!reader)

The demon brothers with their babies (1/7)

Demons are not born, he once told you; they manifest – either as a product of great sin or demonic energy. Demons do not feel the need to procreate, they cannot- they do not get pregnant, and they certainly do not give birth.  

So how is it that the Morningstar finds himself staring down into sparkling crimson eyes, reminiscent of the deep shade of his, with a softness akin to yours? How is it that he cradles a squirming bundle made from the love between him and his human wife?

With a life only ever dedicated to servitude, Lucifer would’ve never dreamt of creating a family of his own. Never in his time in the celestial realm would he have imagined small, fragile little arms, reaching out for him to hold them in his. Never could he have imagined the possibility of a being regarding him in the sentiment with which he had once regarded Him.

He eyes your sleeping form, snuggled into the comfort of the large bed, and he’s overcome with a fondness that words could not explain the level of. To be loved unconditionally by you, and to be given the most precious gift of all. What had he done to deserve such a thing? - something that was once an unfathomable idea - did he deserve it?

He cradles his daughter in his arms, stroking her little face, and the giggle she lets out is so precious, so much like you, and has him nuzzling his nose into her puffed up little cheeks. You had once light-heartedly complained to him about carrying her in your stomach for nine months, only to have her come out identical to him. Though he'd never admit it, your husband was proud of the notion (at the time, you swore you could see puffed up feathers behind his form), but it was irrefutable how the child carried herself with a poise that was undeniably like yours: a mischievous, yet endearing glint in her eyes that surely meant trouble in the foreseeable future. Lucifer didn’t mind, though.

He mutters, “my darling, what are you doing up so late at night?”, to which his only response is a squeal and few kicks of tiny feet. He tuts back, playfully. “So noisy, my love. Won’t you let your mother sleep?”

There’s a slight breeze from the open balcony, and he gets up from his side of the bed with your daughter rocking gently in his grasp. “Let’s go outside for a bit, come now.”

The way he carries her is careful, protective, and much more assured than the way he had first carried her after her birth. He wasn’t used to dealing with humans, let alone any living thing, in their infancy. Angels and demons did not have an infantile period, and it shook him inwardly the first time he held her, so small and breakable. You, a fully grown human woman, were fragile enough as is – but a human infant? It took some stern reassurance that the child he considered so small and breakable was his just as much as she was yours for his paranoia to waver.

‘She’s ours, Lu.’

(Fatherhood. Such a human experience, and he had only you to thank for it.)

Ushering to the Devildom fireflies, she blows raspberries that makes him want to litter his daughter in even more kisses. So he does, far more unreserved than if it were in front of you (while he loved you and trusted you with his heart and soul, showcasing such unabashed doting was still awkward for new to him). So disgustingly affectionate; the past him would’ve laughed at the notion of such outwards display of emotion directed towards anyone or anything – a hit to his pride, to the very thing he embodied. But to the him right now, such a thought never even crossed his mind.

“Do you see that, my love? Aren’t they pretty?”, he smiles softly, tenderly, eyes creasing at the corners. He pokes at her mouth, now endlessly razzing. “Alright, who taught you to do that? Was it Uncle Mammon? Belphie?"

To the him right now, his pride was in the form of his beautiful wife, and his darling little girl.

“Daddy will always protect you two, I swear on it.”

Absentmindedly stroking her head, a thousand thoughts run through his head. He contemplates heading back inside as the wind picks up, worried you might be getting cold. You’ve been all over the baby since she arrived (and even before then, too), insisting that her crib be placed in the both of your bedroom (much to Asmodeus’s chagrin, adamant that your old room would make the most beautiful human-realm-esque nursery) – while your motherliness was extremely attractive (or rather, all of you), and despite your daughter being an unusually well-behaved little thing, you deserved some quality rest.

He heads back, moving to lower her into her pink-embellished, Avatar of Lust™, crib, but freezes.

“Da..da!”

His movements are miniscule, microscopic, as he looks down at the cooing and giggling tot.

“Say- say that again, darling.”

“Dada!”

Time seems to slow, and he’s overcome with so much fondness, so much love.

“Haha! That’s right, here’s Dada..!” He practically throws her up into the air, accompanied by more squeaky giggles, and if anyone asks: no- his eyes don’t water (it’s merely the brightness of the Devildom moon).

Amidst childish laughter, she says it once more.

He lets out a shaky laugh of disbelief. His eyebrows are furrowed, and there's an uncharacteristically toothy grin on his face. Slowly, trembling hands (a fault of the temperature, obviously, despite him once mentioning the immunity of demons to things as 'trivial' as the weather) press his daughter's small body to his chest.

His daughter. His. His daughter. His wife. His brothers. His family.

It was then that he realised, although perhaps he had always known, that the love he felt for you and the life the two of you had created was different from His love. It was unconditional. The sort of love that allowed him to understand Lilith, the sort of love that he would gladly die for, kill for, be destroyed for. The sort of love that was once unattainable, unimaginable, was now closer than ever.

Lucifer wanted to share this moment with you.

“M-MC!”

[mushiemellows]

Drunken love confessions prompt 9! Frobin or robin x gn reader pls! Love your work <3

(I went with Frobin just bc I've never written x reader before and I don't think I'm very good at it lol)

(For Drunken Love Confession prompts)

"Oh I'm dreaming of you again. If I wouldn't be dreaming and if you would be really here, then I would tell you I love you."

Nico Robin did not get drunk. She simply didn’t. She had one, maybe two glasses of wine with dinner. She said her goodbyes. And she retreated to the library for the night. 

Sometimes—when the night was nice and the breeze was strong and the stars were out and the sea was calm—that number could increase to three. But that, in total, always made Robin very sleepy. She moved to sit on the the bench around the base of the mast and curled up next to the closest radiator. Warm, pinging iron helped to stave off the chill of the evening. And then, she fell asleep. 

Franky sat frozen on the same bench, on the same deck, on the same ship, under the same stars. He hesitated to even move. His crew mate curled between his arm and his shoulder like a cat, pinning him to the seat out of fear of waking her. At first, he was nervous. He didn’t want to give anyone the wrong impression, particularly the cook. 

After a while, though, he settled into the justification. They’d known each other for years, why couldn’t touch be casual, a regular sort of intimate? Just a…just a beautiful woman cuddled up close to his lap, smiling in her sleep. She dreamily wrapped one arm over his abdomen with a hum. Franky watched her reconfigure—an organic, malleable form contorting around cubes and spheres. Each time someone walked up to try and wake her, he brushed them off with a shake of his head and a conscious attempt to shift the machine as little as possible. 

Other bros took first watch, and everyone else had long retired for the night. In the end, it was the cyborg’s most human function that jumpstarted his undoing. He shifted slightly to cross his legs while his mind thought about super dry places. Deserts. Tundras. The lapping of the ocean around them didn’t help in the slightest. He exhaled and considered every way he could invent a secondary bladder system so that he’d never be stuck in such a predicament again. 

Nope. Wasn’t happening. Franky peeled the woman off of him as gently as his big prostheses would allow and nestled her against the mast. The boys’ water closet wasn’t far, just a pop around the corner, some quick business, and then he was right back to where he was before. Except…

Robin blinked slowly as he sat back down and did his best to position himself as he had been. “Oh,” she hummed, “it’s one of those nights again. Excellent.” 

“Eh?” Franky puzzled down at her with starlight in his eyes. His forearm rested comfortably at her side, but she raised herself up to sit between his shoulder and his neck, extra arms wrapping for stability. “What do you mean, ‘again’?” He asked as he dared to hold her a little closer. 

“These are always such nice dreams,” the demon woman said with a nuzzle into his jaw. “They’re always my favorite.” 

“You…dream about this?” 

“Often.” 

“And what, uh, what happens in those dreams?” 

“Mmmm. The one I had last week, we were in a dingy in the middle of the ocean. The waves were so still, it looked like a mirror. I was reading. You were singing a song as you played your guitar. And I think we were drinking tea?” She murmured near his ear, low and lethargic. 

“A tea party at sea? Sounds super nice.” 

“And then a Sea King rose up from the water and ate us, sending us down its digestive tract and slowly dissolving us in stomach acid.” 

“…Oh.” 

“Last night,” Robin sighed, and if he didn’t know any better he would have thought she’d pressed her lips to his jaw, “I had a dream that we were in a grand library. You were helping me carry books. But there were no ladders, and the shelves were so tall. So you let me stand on your shoulders so that I could reach better.” 

Franky chuckled with an adjustment to his grip on her hip, “oh? On my shoulders? Pirate Docking Two: Dewey Decimal Mode?” 

“Not in your dreams,” she laughed. 

“Look, lady, you’re the one who dreamed it!” His little hand popped out of his palm to tickle her side. “What happened next in the dream?” 

“I lost my footing trying to reach, but you caught me as I fell.” 

“Super good. Go dream me.” 

“And I thanked you with a kiss,” she giggled, lips now to his cheek. 

The radiator pinged again, much louder this time. His cheeks matched his shoulders and steam practically whistled from his ears. “O-oh,” Franky gulped. 

“It was a wonderful kiss. You held me against the bookshelves in the library and kissed me until everything else faded away. And then…” 

“And then?” 

Robin rolled with a sleepy smile, an extra hand or three tracing through the short hairs at the base of his neck. “Well, maybe I will admit I do have dreams about Pirate Docking Two after all.” 

He had to take a big breath, shaky rattles manifesting from deep in the machine's core. “I—I didn’t know you dreamed about that. Why didn’t you say anything sooner, pervert woman?” 

“I didn’t want the dreams to end. So, what sort of dream will this be tonight?” She purred, hands tracing the artificial flush over his broad, broad chest. 

“This ain’t a dream, you’re awake, Nico Robin.” 

“Mmm, no. I don’t think so. I know I’m dreaming of you again. Because if I wasn’t dreaming, and if you really were here, then I would tell you that I love you. I’ve been meaning to for quite a while, but I’ve just never found the time or the words. That’s why it’s easier in my dreams. Things don’t need to be said, you already just…know,” she yawned into the warmth, a radiating blanket that dragged her once again toward slumber. 

“You already know?” He asked quietly, eyes gazing down at her tired form. 

“Of course.” 

“That’s super good to hear. So, what sort of dream would you like this one to be?” 

“I think I simply want to lay together. I have those dreams the most often. I show you wildflowers or you show me seashells. And we finally rest. Would that be alright, Franky?” 

He nodded as he scooped her up gently and carried her to her quarters. Massive mechanical hands draped the woman back into her sheets, pulling the duvet up over her shoulder. Robin immediately settled into the pillows with a smile. Her eyes closed, her breath slowed, her lips slacked. 

“Goodnight. Have super sweet dreams, alright?” Franky whispered to her as he tucked her in. He offered just one quick kiss to her forehead before departing.

The cyborg turned to go, but a cluster of hands sprouted to reach for one of his fingers. “Where are you going?” She asked without opening her eyes. 

“I didn’t want to intrude.” 

“But that isn’t the dream I wanted to have.” 

The plethora of limbs pulled him back toward the bed, silently inviting him to lay down with her. It took some readjusting of the pillows under his shoulders, but soon he settled onto the soft mattress. The devil curled like a cat against his chest once more. She kissed the fingers that caressed her hair, sleepy in the midnight moonlight, drifting on the placid sea. 

“Nico Robin?” Franky asked, just before the pale light of lucidity faded altogether. 

“Mmm?”

“I know I love you, too.” 

[mini-ism]

OBEY ME!— how do they kiss you? demon bros./reader. fluff.

synopsis; uhh i forgot and the tags too....

warnings; none

tags; just kissies

extra; i honestly just wrote this all down and disregarded my new theme tbh 😭 from mikodotcom era

lucifer— romantically.

lucifer kisses you romantically. he cups your face and pecks your lips. lucifer gives romantic soft kisses that leave you winded and asking for more. he gives you the most intimate and caring kisses, for the human he will always love most. he holds you close or gently grabs your chin and plants his lips onto yours. lucifer rubs circles with his hand on your back, spending his most tender moments with you. he kisses you teasingly whenever you take his reading glasses, or graze his ashen wings.

mammon— quickly.

it's no surprise that mammon harbors a massive crush on you, and whenever he kisses you, he pulls away in an instant. your first kiss and your most recent kiss are very similar to that nature. mammon and you lock lips, he then pulls away and wipes them with his sleeve. his palms get sweaty, and he's partially flushed. his body grows hotter with every kiss you give him, whether they'd be playful and teasing, or yearning for something more. you'll always be his first. mammon's everything.

leviathan— longingly.

leviathan craves touch, and takes whatever you may give him. levi wanted to make sure your first kiss with him was perfect. perfect scenery, mutual pining, and a long, sweet kiss. he often grabs and holds your hand wherever you two are. perhaps his eyes dwell on you two long, or his gentle gesture was a bit drawn out. those awkward moments are entirely accidental, but it's only because he adores you. he only does it to tease you, but he even talks about his "ruri-chan" to get you jealous and kiss him.

satan— creatively.

satan's whole gimmick is books— he gets many of his ideas from his reading. he reads light novels and romance books, from front to back, finding new and exciting ways to steal a kiss from you. satan's favorite kiss you two shared was from "human media," suggesting that you two recreate the kiss scene between peter parker and mary jane. it took many tries, but each time was no less amusing. love with satan isn't always as stagnant as it may seem at first.

asmodeus— lustfully.

as the avatar of lust himself, there is no other way to kiss the love of his life. every single one of his kisses are nearly intoxicating. asmo loves kissing you anywhere they can, no inch of skin will be left neglected. his lover will always be kissed in no chaste way. his kisses are to tease you and get you to kiss him back. he kisses you and always wants to go further with you, as if they have no shame.

beelzebub— carefully.

beel is a big guy. like, really big. he always makes sure you're comfortable and safe before he kisses you, and he always places his hand on your cheek. he lets you know he loves you indirectly— and it's not because he's ashamed to admit it, he's not used to saying "i love you." he's gentle with you, he couldn't ever let you get hurt, and when you're a bit tender or sad, he takes your hand and puts it on his chest and he kisses you as many times as you need, a little smile growing on his lips.

belphegor— lazily.

sleepy kisses are belphie's favorite kind of kisses. he always spoons you and puts his lips on yours with minimal effort. he hums every time you kiss him back, and he nuzzles deeper into your shoulder or his bedding with a smile. he adores when you dote on his puffy and baggy eyes, or even how slowly he moves. belphie is delicate at nature, and he appreciates how understanding you can be, so he plants his lips onto yours every time you snake your way into his arms.

[welcome-to-tracy]

Obey Me: Leviathan x MC. A declaration of love.

Synopsis: u confess your love to Levi.

Tegs: Fluff/Comfort. GN!MC. The characters are not in relationship. Drabble.

N/A: I was inspired by this idea thanks to a comment under one of the posts. Thx!! ;>

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— Oh, Levi, so are you ready to admit that you're in love with them? I thought you'd never say in your life that you like someone more than 2D characters.~ ♡ — As usual, you were going to walk past Asmodeus room to go downstairs for dinner. But when a snippet of dialogue reached your ears from behind the slightly open door, you couldn't contain your curiosity and stopped.

— ROFLMAO, dude, it's not that serious. I mean, like, lol, I think about them more often than about Ruri-chan and my heart beats DISGUUUUUUSTINGLY fast, but, lol, bro.

— Yes, yes, I understand! Shut up, please, you fucking otaku. — You heard irritated notes in Asmo head and could have sworn that right now he rolled his eyes. — I realized that you're just a fucking tsundere and I'm very happy for you and your feelings, but what do you need FROM ME?

The room suddenly becomes quiet, after which the surprised cry of the Avatar of Lust is heard.

— Is it possible that you want to... SEDUCE THEM? I can literally feel the waves of lust coming from you!!!~

— WHAT??? D-DUDE, YOU'RE TALKING NONSENSE! I don't understand why I came to you at all, damn it...

The next moment Levi ran out of Asmodeus' room, coming face to face with you. His cheeks turned a deep red and he cried out.

— MC? W-what are you doing here?! Did you hear everything?

— What? What are you talking? — You innocently blinked, for some reason deciding to lie. — I was just passing by and was going to invite Asmo to dinner.

— Really? — He exhaled. — It's relief. THAT IS, NOT THAT I HAVE ANYTHING TO HIDE AT ALL, BUT.

— I understand. So are we doing?

— Yes. Sorry.

***

After dinner, you were sitting together in Levi's room when he turned on a series of new anime.

Recently overheard conversation did not come out of your thoughts. «Is it possible that he was talking about me? Then Levi is in love with me? It's so presumptuous, but...». You stole a glance at the demon, who was completely focused on the screen. Cheeks slightly reddened at the thought that he could share your feelings and you mentally thanked the Avatar of Envy for not looking at you now.

On the other hand heart tingled unpleasantly from the realization that he could well be talking about someone from the Internet or about some kind of idol.

— It's just incredible, MC! The plot captures from the first minutes, you like it, right?

— Mm? What? Oh, yeah. I... like it, — there's no need to specify what you're talking about.

Suddenly, your head falls gently on Levi's shoulder. You feel him flinch at the unexpected touch, and you are sure that now the demon's cheeks are absolutely red, but he no longer screams and pulls away as before.

Out of the corner of your eye, you notice how he awkwardly licks his lips and clenches his palms into a fist. It's so cute that you almost want to tease him and do something more awkward, but you're afraid that your date (Levi, of course, denies that this is a date) will end in something like a faint.

— Oh, it seems that the best part of this series is about to begin, isn't it? — This is an absolute lie. You're not a bit interested in what's happening on the screen right now and all your attention is focused on the demon in front of you.

— Did you watch without me?! In any case, it's still early for epic moments, but yes, it's not bad.

— Yes, it seems interesting.

The Avatar of Envy smells like a sea breeze and you bite your lips. Does Levi think about you the same way you think about him? Is it possible to check at least a little bit?

You suddenly nuzzle into his neck and exhale gently. You feel the demon straining next to you, but you are glad that he has not distanced himself.

— W-what are you doing, MC?! — The tone of his voice rises noticeably and it seems a little funny to you. You giggle and your breath tickles his skin.

— Sorry-sorry. Can you pause it? I just want sit this way for a little bit more.

He doesn't answer, but pauses the anime and you close your eyes. Something timidly touches your hand and you realize that it is Levi's hand. His fingers intertwine with yours and you squeeze his palm slightly so that he does not let go.

You sit like this for several minutes and no one dares to interrupt the silence that has come.

— Uhm... Levi? — You whisper his name softly and try not to pay attention to how he shrinks. — Can I say something?

— Of course... — You can hardly hear him.

A few more minutes of silence. You slowly lower Levi's arm and gently hug him.

— I love you. I love you. I love you. — You say it quickly and quietly before he understands the meaning of your words and actions.

— Ooh? WOW, MC?! Why are you saying this so suddenly?!?! — He tries to pull away, but you hug him a little tighter and he gives up.

— I'm sorry. I heard a little of what you were talking about with Asmo. To be honest, I'd like you to talk to him about me. I want to believe that you like me too. I don't want to give you to someone else.

Your voice is shaking. You imagined that you would say it more calmly, but now you clearly feel how scared you are. Your heart seems to freeze and you already regret what you said. It takes about a minute, but you don't get an answer. You're scared, so scared. You stop hugging and purse your lips. You look into Levi's face and see the shock frozen in his eyes. «Why did I say that? Why did I say that? Why am I... stupid stupid stupid».

— I'm sorry, I was probably too presumptuous when I thought you were talking about me. I'm sorry, should I leave?

You get up and turn your back to him, but before you take another step, Levi jumps up and suddenly puts his arm around your waist.

— Arghh, you!! You damn it normie!! — You can't see the face, but for some reason you are absolutely sure that he blushed. — It's me... I lo... Me too.. I feel the same way! If this isn't a joke, then I don't understand how you can love someone as pathetic and as vile as me. I've been talking to Asmodeus about you and I still don't understand. I don't think I deserve to hear such words from you if you're not joking. I just... Me too.... Damn!

You turn to face Levi and give him a quick kiss on the cheek to shut him up. It seems to work, because his already red face looks like a tomato, and you smile.

— AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA, WHAT THE HELL?

He screams, takes a couple of steps back, stumbles and falls. There is no trace of your old fear and you giggle. The devil himself is tempting you to tease Leviathan a little more.

— Oh, I think I just remembered what Asmo said about "waves of lust"? What was he talking about?~

N/A: It turned out so-so, WELL, OKAY. But I find Levi incredibly cute, ahaha. I've been writing this for a fucking long time.

[librathefangirl]

YES PLEASE!!

If you want to, feel free to choose among the following WIPs:

A Debt to Pay - Chapter 3

Betrayal (Whumptober)

Demon Bros Comfort Nuzzles

First Holy War Whumptober AU

Hitmen!Demon bros AU

"It's broken" (Whumptober)

Mel & Gelda BFF AU

Meliodas and the Kids #1

Monster Sins AU - Story 2

Pirate Melban AU

The Dusk Before a New Dawn (Dark Melizabeth AU)

The Loss in Victory (Whumptober)

With Your Life In My Hands (You Asked Me to Believe) - Chapter 2

for every "🌹" received in my inbox i'll post one random sentence of a random WIP i'm currently writing

[moemammon]

The brothers purr and I don’t accept criticism on this. How do they react to an MC who adores it when they purr?

Purring Demon Bros and an MC who Loves it!

(Fluffy romance because I'm a weak bitch)

Lucifer

He only ever purrs when the two of you are alone, most often in the comfort of his room.

Your very presence is soothing enough to get him purring, especially if you're close enough to touch... just how he likes it.

His days are always filled with work, stress, and work related stress. So unwinding like this with you, being able to wrap his arms around you and lean into the crook of your neck, is bliss.

And he knows you don't mind his purring. In fact, you've stated how much you like it. So he'll give you this rare treat on occasions like this, when he feels up to it.

"I can tell you're smiling. Do you really like the sound that much?" Lucifer chuckles at you, and eases your head against his chest, where you can get an earful of those purrs. "Is it better like this?"

Mammon

The loudest bout of purring you coaxed out of him was when you came back to the devildom, and he got to wrap his arms around you.

And since then, it seems like it's a common occurrence. Anytime he hugs you, he's purring. If you touch him? Purring. You praise him? Purring.

Hell, if you guys even lock eyes for longer than two seconds, he's already purring.

You're like immediately serotonin to his brain, and he can't get enough of ya. And it does wonders for his ego when you tell him you like it!

"I'll only do it for you, ya got that? It's cuz I love ya, so..... anyway, put her arms around me already!"

Levi

When you caught him purring for the first time, you were leaning up against his arm while he played his handheld, and he accidentally let the sounds slip.

Cue all the hasty apologies, 'yucky otaku's, and "Th-Th-That was..-! Forget about that okay?! You didn't hear that! You didn't hear anything!"

It takes him FOREVER to be comfortable purring around you, but once he is, there's no going back.

He's purring the moment you come into his room. Just being around you has that motor inside of him going just as loudly as his heartbeat.

"If you... if you come a little closer, then you might be able t-to... to hear it better, or something.... m-maybe..."

Satan

The purring slipped out for the first time completely unannounced, while the two of you were studying together. And boy did it catch him by surprise.

He was seriously so relaxed that he couldn't help himself at all. You had that kind of effect on him.

But as soon as you say you don't mind, his moment of hesitation has disappeared.

Satan doesn't do it often but when he does purr, it's always in those quiet little moments where it's just the two of you, and he doesn't realize just how comfortable he is being near you.

"I'm doing it again? Hahaha... It's a little embarrassing, but I don't mind if you're the one to hear it. Sit closer to me, will you?"

Asmo

Funny enough, Asmo rarely EVER purrs. Except for the day you return his affections and actually look at him for who he is. From that point on, it's almost all he ever does.

His purring is strictly reserved for conveying his deepest feelings. And those feelings are only for you, and no one else.

When he's with you, he just can't help himself! He wants to touch you, to always be with you, to go places with you...

Whether he's doing with you will always make him purr! It's like you know all the things to do that'll make him happy.

"MC, you're insatiable~! Making me purr this much... you must really love me, huh? That's good, because I love you too!"

Beel

Beel always purrs when he eats something he REALLY likes. Sometimes you aren't sure if that's just his stomach growling, though.

But when it happens more and more often the more he's around you, you quickly realize that the gentle giant is purring, and not fantasizing about eating you. Maybe.

When you tell him you like it, you get to see the softest of smiles on his face. "I don't get why I do it when I'm with you, but I think it's because I'm happy."

He purrs the loudest when he can hold you in his arms, cuddling you close like he never wants to let go. That gives you the best spot to hear those purrs in all their glory, too.

He always nuzzles into your hair, too. "I'm sorry if it's loud. I can't calm myself down when you're with me like this. Can we stay this way a little longer?"

Belphie

You can always coax purrs out of Belphie when you run your fingers through his hair. Especially when he's chosen your lap as his pillow.

Gentle affections are the quickest way to his heart. Catch him when he's just about to drift off, and those are the loudest purrs you'll ever hear.

Not shy about it, either. He doesn't care if his brothers are around, as long as they don't harass him about it. All he cares about is the fact that you like his purring.

His purrs are surprisingly deep and rumbly. It's kind of soothing. Especially when you're cuddled up to him and the two of you are ready for a nap. The purrs paired with his gentle breathing make for the best white noise ever.

"Do you really like it that much? .....I don't mind purring for you, MC. That is, if you'll promise to stay close to me. Let's hold each other like this forever, okay?"

[weebswrites]

Hey! I recently came across your blog and I love your Obey me! HC so much☺️☺️ if its okay could I request the Obey me! Brothers + dateables reacting to MC hugging them, nuzzling closer and then saying “you smell like home”🥺🥺 thank you!!💕

The Demon Bros & Undatables: Reacting to MC calling them home :’)

Lucifer

• You’ve had a long day, and Lucifer is the only one who you know can cheer you up

• So you go to his office, walking in without knocking first, something you only did when you really needed him (which he knew)

• When he hears his door open he looks up with irritation, but then seeing it’s you he gets up and walks over to you with his arms open

• “MC, what’s wrong” his voice is soft and reaffirming, and you let yourself be wrapped in his arms

• You don’t answer at first, just listening to his heartbeat in his chest and enjoying the smell of his cologne

• “You smell like home” you whisper against his chest, and at that moment he swears he’s never felt love stronger than what he feels for you

• He does Not tear up. No sir not him!

• He tightens his arms around you a bit and kisses the top of your head, truly speechless at what to say

• “Then stay with me forever” he whispers, and you nod into his chest

Mammon

• He’s walking you back to your room in the HoL after the two of you got dinner together, and you’re chatting about the meal and how the waitress you had was really pretty

•  You arrive at your door, and you turn towards Mammon and hug him tightly, your head resting against his shoulder

• “Mmm, you smell like home” you comment to yourself, realizing after a second that he definitely heard you

• Big blush boy wraps his arms around you tighter than he ever had before

• “Sheesh MC, you’re gonna make me blush” he jokes, but his heart felt like it could explode he was so happy

• You hug for longer than the two of you usually did and you both fell asleep thinking about each other :)

Leviathan

• You were laying in his bed, his arm around your shoulders as you leaned into him, watching the newest episode of an anime

• You zoned out during the commercial break, resting your head against his chest

• “You smell like home, Levi”

• If you think Mammon blushed, you have no idea how hard Levi blushed

• He didn’t know what to say, and you thought you could feel the heat from the blush on his face

• You looked up at him and sure enough, his face was redder than you’d ever seen it

• You kissed his cheek, figuring you might as well really make him blush ✨

• He honestly blacked out a little lol

Satan

• You were reading in the library with him, you head on his lap as the two of you read your respective books

• It was getting late, so you closed your book and turned towards him, snuggling in his lap and closing your eyes

• His hand fell against your head, and he played with your hair as he continued to read

• “Home..” you whispered, a small smile crossing your face

• “Hm?” he hinted for you to repeat yourself

• “You smell like home” you repeated, opening your eyes and looking up at him

• He tried not to blush, but you knew him well enough you could see though his facade

• He held your gaze for a moment before moving his hand down to cup your face, eyes saying more than his words ever could

Asmodeus

• You’re spending the night in his room after a self care night, currently choosing which movie to fall asleep to (or talk through the night to)

• You decide on a meodicre movie from the human world, so it wouldn’t keep your attention too seriously

• He opens his arms for you, and you snuggle against him

• “Asmodeus...” you start

• “Yes?” he looked to you smiled

• “You smell like home” you pressed a light kiss to his chest and laid your head back down

• He was silent for a moment, then speaking “I’m glad you feel safe here, in my arms, MC”

• You end up talking about your lives throughout the night (yk one of the chats you have with someone until like four am about anything and everything)

Beelzebub

• You’re leaning against his arm in the kitchen as he snakcs, rambling to him about how frustrating classes had been

• “Mmm, but you smell like home, so I feel way better now that I’m with you” you end your rant and wrap an arm around his, holding onto him tightly

• He’s so touched :’)

• He isn’t great with words, though, so he leans over and kisses the top of your head and offers to make you your favorite food from the human world (or have it delivered)

• You smile into him, “That’d be great, Beel. Thank you”

Belphegor

• You whisper it as you’re falling asleep with him after a long day of classes and errands for Lucifer

• “You smell like home...”

• Not much wakes him up when he’s about to fall asleep, but a confession like this does the trick

• He wraps his arms around you and pulls you against him, pressing a gentle kiss to your shoulder (or the back of your neck if you’re comfortable with that)

• “Thank you, MC” he whispers to you as you drift into a nap

Diavolo

• He’s working late into the night again, but he finished all his paperwork early so he can sit in bed with you as you sleep

• You scoot over and rest your head against the side of his thigh, not wanting to disturb his laptop but wanting to smell the comforting smell of your favorite demon

• “Dia...you smell like home” you whisper against him, and he almost thought he didn’t hear you right

• A human ?? Making his heart feel like this ??

• He hides his face in his hand for a moment before coming back to his senses

• “I’ll always be your home, MC. I promise” he said gently, moving a hand from his work to stroke your hair

Barbatos

• He’d had a longer day than usual with Diavolo, and you were practically asleep when he got into bed well past midnight

• “Mmm, welcome” you tease lightly, voice groggy

• “Go to sleep” he whispered, not wanting you to lose any more sleep than you already had

• You snuggled against his chest, appreciating his warmth, “You smell like home” you half consciously whispered

• ERROR: BARBATOS HAS STOPPED WORKING

• He holds you closer than he thought was demonly possible, whispering little words of affirmation to you as you fell asleep in his arms

Simeon

• You were walking around the park, holding hands and talking about your day

• The two of you passed a nice fountain, and decided to take a picture to remember your day together

• You moved closer to him, and suddenly your nose was filled with his scent

• “Simeon, you smell so good. Like, home” you commented, not expecting a blush to cross his face almost instantly

• “MC...” he was speechless, but just pulled you into a hug (and took a selfie of the two of you hugging, because he never wanted to forget this moment)

• “Thank you” he smiled the most genuine smile you’d ever seen, and you knew you wanted Simeon in your life forever

Solomon

• You’ve enlisted his help for cooking duty, and the two of you are working on your favorite dish from the human world

• He leans across you to grab a measuring cup, and you can’t help but notice how comforting and familiar he smells

• “Solomon, you smell like home” you turn and wrap your arms around him, inhaling deeply against him

• He !!

• “Awh, MC” he laughed lightly, “You should have told me sooner”, then setting down the measuring cup and wrapping his arms back around you

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A/N: I didn’t feel comfortable doing Luke w/this one just bc ,, he is a child and I would feel weird telling a child they smell like home yk ?? Anyways I ~loved~ this prompt hehe I hope you guys enjoy

[librathefangirl]

Did I just run from the bathroom, toothbrush still in mouth, shouting "oh! OH!", just because I needed to make a note about including a baby Zel moment in my Demon Bros Comfort Nuzzles fic? Yes. Yes, I did.

[frenchfrywrites]

Bros react to you mentioning humans need 8 hugs a day (+ hug hcs)

Lucifer:

He doesn’t believe that you need 8 hugs a day

He reasons that you’ve been doing fine before telling him about this "fun fact"… right?

So you’re probably not going to get a full 8 hugs from him, but he’s definitely hugging you more often

Like he will 100% use it as an excuse to hug you, and perhaps you told him because you wanted an excuse

Y’all just want excuses to hug huh? Silly goofy, the both of you!!

His hugs are secure, he closes his eyes when he hugs you, either inhaling your scent or exhaling a long sigh (but it’s not an annoyed sigh! He’s just getting relaxed in your arms!)

Mammon:

Fully believes you

Humans are weak and fragile of course they need so many hugs!

However, he’ll still be his little tsundere self about it

If you remind him you need 8 hugs, he’ll complain that he’s busy or something, but if you threaten to go to his other brothers he’ll pull you into his arms and cry that no one else gets to hug you but him!

Regardless of if you remind him or not, you’re getting 8 hugs (and then some)

His hugs are bear hugs, he’ll hold you as tight as he can, gripping onto the back of your shirt. If you’re shorter than him he nuzzles his face into your shoulder, if you’re taller he’ll nuzzle his face into your chest

Levi:

Has his doubts but also that sounds pretty realistic to him

He’ll be the one reminding you that you need 8 hugs, texting you to come to his room so he can give you a hug!

If he forgets, and later realizes you didn’t get your 8 hugs, he’ll panic

Scared that you’re going to die or something, comes knocking at your door at 11:59 pm, begging for you to open up so he can quickly give you your hugs

Overjoyed that you come to him for your required hugs

His hugs are ideally long, starting off gentle- maybe a bit insecure, but his arms get tighter as the moments pass and at the end he’s squeezing you close.

Satan:

He's not dramatic about it at all. He knows (unlike some of his brothers) that it's not like you'll die without 8 hugs a day

I don’t think he’d tell you that though, he’d let you think you’ve convinced him. Depending on how gullible you are, you might figure him out, or you might not!

But yeah if you miss out on some hugs, he doesn’t freak out

Loves the excuse to hug you and thinks it's very clever whether or not it's true

Analyzes how you react to different types of hugs to perfect the experience for you

His hugs start out stiff, but as you keep practicing he gets better and better. Soon enough, he wraps you easily in his arms, and it’s such a caring and soothing embrace.

Asmo:

Boy he knows an opportunity when he hears it

Debatable if he actually believes humans need 8 hugs a day, but irrelevant because he’s going to give you- at bare minimum, 8 hugs a day

He’ll come skipping to your room, reminding you that for your health you need 80 hugs. Oh what was that MC? Only 8? But 80 would be better right? You’d be more healthy and happy with more hugs.

Gives you kisses too! All because he wants you to be well

If he forgets (and he’s not going to forget), he gets very dramatic and acts like the world is ending

His hugs are very comforting and long, and hums as he gets you into his embrace. He might get handsy sometimes but most times he’s just very soft and loving with hugs

Beel:

Fully believes you and takes it very seriously

He makes little alarms to make sure that he hugs you at least 8 times a day

If he can’t hug for whatever reason you he’ll tell you to go get the rest of your hugs from Belphie, because you have to stay healthy and happy!

He loves hugging you! He’s starting to wonder if demons need 8 hugs a day too, he knows he does!

Picks you up to hug you, if you’re smaller, so he can nuzzle into your chest. Also loves to twirl you around as he picks you up.

Beel likes long bear hugs, but is ok with any type of hug: short and sweet, from behind, hugs that are basically just spooning, he loves all of them

Belphie:

Believes you but acts like it’s not that big of a deal

Like Mammon it makes sense to him because you’re weak and fragile

Makes sure that you get 8 hugs, in one way or another. Like his twin, if he can’t for whatever reason get you all 8, he’ll tell you to go get the rest of your hugs from Beel

Will absolutely fall asleep in your arms if you lay down or sit to hug.

His favorite way to hug you is to just leech onto you from the back, wrapping his hands around your chest, leaning his head against your shoulder or if you’re taller he puts his head against your back

His hugs are the longest of all his brothers. One hug might end up being an hour long. He sways while hugging you, and might start humming a little song. Feels very safe and nice in his arms- just as he feels safe and good in yours.

[7fckingidiots]

can u pls do what the demon bros would do if m/c wrapped themself in a blankie cocoon and just sat on the demon bros' laps like "i sleep here now goodnight."

with each post i write...lucifer becomes softer.....i am so sorry obey me fandom i am weak for him

MC Wrapping Themselves Up In A Blanket Cocoon

Lucifer

was in his office when you came into suddenly holding his entire comforter

wants to question you but before he can you just?? sit in his lap? effectively blocking his view from his desk and literally anything other than you

“MC wha-?”

“Sleep.”

“MC i’m still working...”

“Ok. I’m gonna sleep here now. Night.”

you don’t leave him any room to protest as you wrap the blanket tighter around yourself and close your eyes

he goes still not wanting to wake you

well...technically he can’t do his work like this anyways

wraps his arms around your blanketed form and lays his head against you willing no one to come into his office and see him like this

surprise! mammon does!

bigger surprise! mammon is now hung up in the hallway and you two are asleep in his room

Mammon

doesn’t even recognize you at first because you’ve wrapped yourself in all three of his blankets

he gets COLD leave him alone

thinks you look ridiculous and doesn’t hold back on teasing you

“MC what the hell are ya doing?”

You walk over to Mammon and lean against him. “Sleep. I’m...gonna sleep here now.”

Oh god he’s soft for you

Wants to hold you but his IMAGE!!! Mammon please you have no image

Your weight with the blankets eventually toppled him onto the couch

Welp, guess he’s sleeping now

“C’mon MC, open up! I need some of the blankets too.”

Levi

he’d heard you taking out the blankets from his bath tub but didn’t mind

but then you sat in his lap while he was in the middle of a game and he could barely see the monitor

Tries to adjust slightly because he doesn’t want to bother you but.......Dude......HIS GAME

“Um, uh...MC?”

“Hm?”

“Could you just move down a little more? Please?”

“Mhm. Ok, I sleep here now. Goodnight.”

now his arms are stiff bc he doesn’t want to lay them on you djdjjdjd

highkey likes sitting with you in comfortable silence! there’s no pressure to talk he loves it

makes the mistake of looking at your sleeping face mid level and loses bc oh god......MC cute what the hell

then he realizes your passed out in his lap and jumps waking you up

HE JUST COULDNT BELIEVE IT LEAVE HIM ALONE HES A SWEETHEART

Satan

was reading and saw how tired you looked when you entered his room

watched as you cocooned yourself in his blankets and moved over to him

laughs a little as you sit on top of him, putting his book down

“Comfy?”

“Yeah, I’m gonna sleep here now.”

“Of course my love, want me to read to you as well?”

“Yes please!”

i am so goddam soft for satan u will never understand

reads to you and strokes your hair at the same time so you never even had a chance of actually staying awake

he really loves the fact that you sought him out for comfort it makes him fall a little more in love with you

he still reads out loud even after he knows your asleep

when he finally reaches a nice stopping point, he places down his book and shifts so that you lay on top him

“Goodnight dearest.” He tells you while kissing your forehead.

Asmo

Finds you wrapped up in his blanket upon entering his room

is happy too see you and giggles when you make grabby hands at him

he complies, of course

“Now now, what are you doing here before me, my pet?”

You nuzzle into him. “Was tired. Missed you. I’m gonna sleep now.”

his arms immediately wrap around you tighter and he’s fight back the urge to cover your face in kisses right now

that was so cute to him what the hell

he lays down with you and waits for your breathing to even out so he can finally go and do his nightly routine

practically runs to get back to you because he misses you already

he and his room would always be open to you for whatever you needed

Beel

was raiding the kitchen when he felt your sleepy form lean into him

is confused because you don’t wrap your arms around him but when he turns around he finally understands why

your wrapped in a blanket two times your size and your eyes are barely awake

wraps his arms around you and picks you up immediately, swearing to himself he’d never let you down again

“You didn’t have to come get me MC, I was gonna come back to you.”

You nod into him. “I know...just...don’t like sleeping without you.”

ah! you’ve done it! he’s in love with you and would literally play fetch for you if you asked ok he’s in so DEEP

kisses the side of your head and the hunger he usually felt subsides, his heart suddenly racing

you made him feel wanted, and he could never thank you enough for that

“I’m gonna sleep here...is that ok?” you murmur to him, already half asleep on his shoulder.

“Of course...thank you.”

Belphie

he sleeps with so many different blankets you are NOT wrapping yourself up in all of them

so you settle for his favorite which causes him to find you first instead of you seeking him out

looks angry, he is NOT

you’re so...small like that...oh.....

this loser won’t say that tho. hey kids. BE UPFRONT WITH YOUR FEELINGS UNLIKE THIS BASTARD

groans as he pulls you into him

“I can’t believe you took my favorite one, if you wanted attention just ask.” he grumbles into your shoulder. You sigh into him, finally content and ready to sleep.

“I’m gonna sleep here now. Night Belphie.”

Yelps as you pull him to the floor.

i mean. it’s not like it’s the first time he’s slept on the floor

as soon as your eyes are closed he drops the annoyed act and brushes any hair out of your face

oh he was so WHIPPED for you and he knew it even though he’d deny it

starts whispering compliments to you and giving you light kisses

“I’m still awake Belphie.”

“No.”

“Love you too.”

[yallmakemyassitch]

Cherries

Based off of this

Enjoy!

“Get back here, punk!” She roared, angry at her little brother. He was far too busy running up the stairs, away from his fuming sibling. 

Agoti had been caught yet again using her gaming console, despite Aldryx saying not to use it unless he got her approval. Agoti was far too stubborn and shy to do it, so he just took it without her knowing. Their bedtime was right around the corner so he wanted a quick gaming session before his father, Solazar, told them it was time. 

He hid in his closet after getting some spare sheets. He was quite proud of his hiding spot and quietly played until his gaming desires were satiated. But you could imagine his surprise when he went back to the living room to put it back, only to see his sister walking around frantically, trying to find her console. Aldryx turned around to see the guilty digidevil holding it in his hands.

So naturally, he got scared and ran away, leading up to now.

Aldryx sprinted up the stairs and into her bedroom. She finally surrounded him in the corner of her room, looking terrified and regretting picking up the console. Agoti knew she wasn’t going to hurt him but he also knew he wasn’t going to like what she was going to do to him for it. Noogies, headlocks, being sat on, wet willy’s. The absolute worst. 

“Well well well, looks like the little birdie got caught!” She said, approaching the terrified demon. He squeaked nervously and as a last ditch defense mechanism, he curled up into a ball. Agoti waited for whatever to be brought upon him and could only hope for it to be over. But was confused when Aldryx lifted the demon into her arms. It was strangely comfortable and if he weren’t in this predicament, would cuddle up to her and read books with her, like they’d always do. 

“That’s too bad.” She cooed, adjusting him so he was held under his arms. Agoti tensed, bracing his body for whatever his sister was going to do. He was pleasantly surprised and at first tried to hold it, only to break out in spastic giggles when she began to wiggle her nails all over his sides. 

“Ehehehehehe! W-wahahahait!” He squealed, trying to muffle his laughter, snorting when she wormed her fingers under his arms and jogged her fingers in the clothed area. 

“That’s no fun, c’mon let it out!” She said, wiggling faster. He didn’t budge and continued squalling at the unbearable sensation. Aldryx thought of what she could do, that’s when an idea came to mind. Her dad had pulled something like when she was his age and she loved it. That made the corner of her lip curl into a smirk, much to Agoti’s ignorance. 

Agoti's hands were firmly clamped over his mouth, muffling his sniggering. Aldryx shrugged, knowing his reaction would be priceless and unforgettable. “Alright, you asked for it!” 

Without warning, she blew a raspberry into the crook of his neck. The reaction was instantaneous. Agoti let out a cute squeal before falling into cacophonous laughter. He wiggled and squirmed, trying to escape her torment fingers and vibrating mouth. 

“HEHEHEHEHE!” He laughed, letting out a small snort and buckling himself out of her grip. Aldryx smiled against his skin. “Awww, look at you! You’re just so cute!” She cooed, nuzzling his neck from behind. 

He was recovering from the unexpected zerbert, ticklish nerves traveling all throughout his body. His neck was even more sensitive now, with his sister’s hot breath making him squirm. 

Agoti blushed despite already being red from all the laughing he’s been involuntarily doing. He covered his face, the tiny hands did him no justice as Aldryx could still clearly see his smile and blushy cheeks. 

“Nohoho I’m nohohot…” 

“Yes you are~” She teased, circling her pointer fingers on his ribs. It was so slow and so methodical, Agoti thought he was gonna die. He tried to escape the tantalizing fingers and could only laugh. “No I’m nohohot!” 

“Yes you are, baby bro~” 

Aldryx mouth couldn’t help but curl into a smile. It was heart throbbing by how adorable he could be. She switched gears, the idea from earlier now in effect. Agoti was laying on his back, cradled into one of his sister’s arms. She was staring at him with mischievous intent, slowly revealing her hand behind her back in a claw shape. It tickled the air in a spidery motion, the screendemon squeaking upon gazing at it and attempting to roll out of her arm, much to his failure. 

“Nohoho, NOHOHO!” Agoti squealed, giggling in anticipation. Aldryx just laughed. “What? I’m not doing anything!” 

Her feigning ignorance was driving him insane. He was at the brink of giving up and shoved his face into her pink, fluffy nightgown to not see her stupidly smug face. Much to her admiration, Aldryx took this as a compliment. “You like my dress?” 

“No!”

“That’s not very nice Agoti, I should teach you a lesson!” She teased, deciding to start at his knee and keep two fingers poking into it. She climbed her way up to his torso, similarly to a stick figure walking. Agoti went red, realizing what she was doing and wriggled like a little worm, his face on fire and his grin widening by the second. 

“The itsy bitsy spider climbed up the water spout…” She said cooly, index and middle going hand in hand to fluster the demon as much as possible.  

The effects were near immediate, and she hadn’t even gotten to the next line yet! “Nohoho, sihihis!” Agoti whined, throwing his head back and squealing with ticklish delight as she poked her way up the lower belly.

“Down came the rain and washed the spider out…”

“Ehehehe, stohohop it!” cried the digidevil.

“Out came the sun and dried up all the rain and…” She stopped, a finger plunged into his navel. She kept it painfully still and rolled her eyes as Agoti snickered, trying to stop his laughter since it kept his belly poking against her nail.

Agoti didn’t say anything this time and covered his face, knowing what was to come next.

“The tickle monster eats his victims!” Aldryx raved, smiling at his reaction; her brother’s eyes went wide as saucers, not expecting this at all. 

Aldryx swirled her finger into the sensitive hole, scratching at the ticklish walls and prodding his inner belly button. Agoti let out an ear piercing shriek, so loud, they thought their father was going to come barging in. Luckily, that didn’t happen and Aldryx could still play with the little brat. 

He let out a stream of cackles that she has never heard such a young kid produce, laughing arching his back, twisting his body, trying to escape. She was amused that such an innocent thing could produce some of the loudest reactions.

“Awww is your belly tickwish?” She mocked in a baby voice. Aldryx removed her finger and shoved her hand beneath his shirt, clawing away at his belly. 

“Kitchie kitchie kitchie koo~” She teased, scratching at the plump flesh. It vibrated with life, going up and down in jittery movements. 

“BWAHAHAHA, EHEHEHE, AHAHAHAH!” He pleaded, throwing his head back with glee and shoving her arm. Aldryx huffed, a warm smile plastered on her face. Who knew tickling someone could make you smile just as much?

“Alright fine, lemme just finish this real quick!” Aldryx said, bringing the belly to her mouth and blowing a massive zerbert.

He screamed, now way over his limit. The torment he’s endured was bad enough but along with this was astounding. He’d lost his voice and let out silent laughter, only pulling at her pink sleeve while a single tear dripped down. That feeling, that sensation, that gush of air being blasted onto his stomach was too much, which would explain how he immediately rag-dolled as she removed her mouth, gasping for air.

Aldryx finally believed he’d learned his lesson. Agoti lay slumped in her lap, knowing it was all over now. “S-sis…” He breathed, looking up with sapped eyes, exhausted from all that.

Aldryx soothed her little brother, scrubbing her hand through his hair. He melted at the affectionate touch, letting out a content sigh and snuggling up to her. She was surprised considering what she put him through but ignored it and wrapped her arms around him. She hugged him as near and dear to herself as she could, feeling the thump of his vhs heart. 

“I’m sorry.” He murmured abruptly.

The red demon snickered and tickled under his chin, not mercilessly like before but softly, hardly touching his skin but getting a reaction nonetheless. Aldryx's cheeks warmed as he giggled. He was so adorable!

“It’s fine bro. Just be sure to ask next time.” Aldryx said, planting a gentle chaste kiss on his temple. He kept his head on her shoulder, eyelids near collapse. Aldryx lifted the tiny digidevil into her arms and cradled him, humming a soft tune while her brother’s eyes flickered with black, going from unconscious to conscious. Slumber had won the battle and Agoti had fallen asleep in his sister’s arms. Agoti would never know this but she loved his little quirks as he slept, he’d kept them ever since he was a baby. His tails flicking, the little huff he would make and his little smile every time he’d have a dream; which was always harped on by him the next time, telling his family at breakfast the next day, describing it in great detail. Aldryx always listened closely whilst their dad supped his coffee and called it lovely once his tale had been concluded. 

God, she loved him so much. 

She took extra precaution not to make any sudden loud noises and shut the door behind her quietly, exhaling in relief 

“Aldryx, it’s time for bed.”

Solazar’s baritone echoed behind her, holding Agoti’s pajamas in his arm. 

“Oh dear. I’ll get him dressed to bed.” He says softly. He kneeled down in front of her. “I’ll take it from here.”

Even though she wanted to tuck him in herself, she still allowed the ancient being to scoop the young child up and hold him in the crook of his arm. Aldryx yawned and smacked her lips, watching as Agoti sank into the warm area. The father looked at her and put a hand on her shoulder.

“You’re a great big sister.” He said, touching the side of her face. A light pink dusted over her cheeks as Aldryx giggled sweetly at the compliment, placing a hand over her mouth.

“Good night, dad. I love you.” She said, hugging him.

“I love you too, sleep well tonight.” He said, embracing her back before giving her a weak smile and walking away to Agoti’s bedroom.

Aldryx thought about what he said as he disappeared into the room, shutting the door behind him. She smiled brightly.

Yep, she is the best sister. 

… 

(人 •͈ᴗ•͈) Fin~

[pact-with-faith]

May I please have some demon bros reacting to an MC who was raised around a LOT of cats to the point where they exhibit cat or cat-like behavior? Like biscuits, hissing, leaning into them, rubbing their face on them, etc?

As someone who has a lot of cat-like habits myself, I’m more than happy to do this! :D

Demon Bros with a GN!MC who has cat-like behavior!

Lucifer

He’s a dog person through and through, so your habits...tend to go over his head

Which is funny, considering he’s pretty similar

He prefers minimal physical contact and is content sitting in silence in the same room as you

Whenever he catches you making biscuits, he thinks it’s just a nervous tic or odd human habit, says nothing on it

But when you hiss at him because he startled you, he quirks a brow as the gears start turning. He can start to make the connections

Once you’re more comfortable with him, and start to lean against him or give his arms little headbomps… that's when he fully puts it together.

He thinks its endearing, and next time you go to head bomp him while he’s doing work, he gives you a little headpat.

“Good kitty~”

When your head shoots up to look at him, you catch the faintest of smirks, but he didn’t falter in his work

Mammon

Also confused by your habits, but accepts them as his human being quirky

With each thing you do that he identifies as affection, he melts more and more

But also loves teasing you for your habits

Though if it upsets you at all, he will stop in a HEARTBEAT

But by ‘teasing’ I mean he gets you a ball of yarn to play with, or asks you if you can talk to cats

Has actually hissed back at you before, then immediately looked guilty. A human hissing is one thing, a demon hissing back is a whole other level

He actually picks up some of the mannerisms from you! He loves head bomps and leaning as subtle signs of affection and trust!

It also prompts him to lean more into his demonic sounds (growls, hisses, snarls, etc). Plus he’s curious just how much you can mimic!

Absolutely gets you cute little cat-themed things when he’s out and about

Leviathan

It doesn’t take him long to figure out the similarities, since he’s such an otaku

With no warning, he ABSOLUTELY gets you cat ear headbands, (No he didn’t intentionally get a par with orange ribbons and bells, that’s just a coincidence, SHUT UP!!)

Would also totally make you a cat onesie if you wanted / let him.

And don’t get me STARTED on all of the cosplays he’d want you to do! There’s no shortage of cat-themed characters in anime! He might get a bit guilt trippy about it, and ask again every so often, but he will at least try to respect your decision if you don’t want to do it

He actually likes the more subtle affections, since they’re slightly less overwhelming for him

Another accidental hisser! It’s kind of reflex, considering his reptilian familiar

When he first catches you making biscuits, he short circuits. How can you be so kawaii???

Satan

It takes him one interaction with you, and he’s already figured it out and is head over heels with you

Similar to Levi, he leans hard into encouraging these behaviors, and picks them up from you too

When you two are just chilling in his room, reading or doing work, there is a good chance he will take to meowing to see if you mimic.

Lots of cat-themed things for you both!

Lucifer may not let him have a cat… but he can’t say no to letting Satan have MC time! So HA!

More often than not, his brothers have caught him watching you with a soft expression whenever he catches you making biscuits, head bomping, ‘sun bathing’ in front of the fire place, etc

He considers you leaning on him or giving him headbomps the highest honor

He can and would kill for you

This your hiss is adorable, like a little kitten’s. Doesn’t consider it intimidating though, just cute.

Absolutely loves to test just how far your mannerisms go

Asmodeus

Confused by your habits at first, the kneading and the bomps, but they’re cute and harmless!

But when he notices Satan pick up the habits, he realizes what the inspiration is

How adorable!! Or, purr-ecious~

Absolutely wants to put a bell collar on you if you’d let him (But you don’t have to)

Gets you cat themed accessories, because it’s a fitting aesthetic!

Iffy on headbomps though. If you want to lean on him and do the little headbomps (and who wouldn’t??), he INSISTS that you follow this particular routine for your hair and skin

He’d also probably try to use your kneading habit to give him massages

Beelzebub

Since Beel isn’t much of a talker, he understands your affections and habits really easily, even if he doesn’t realize they’re cat-like

He enjoys the quiet affections of leans and just doing your own things near each other and headbomps

Curious about kneading and wonders if you’re daydreaming about actually kneading dough

Absolutely mimics habits he doesn’t understand to try and figure them out

Startled when you hiss, and isn’t intimidated, but is concerned and slightly upset. Did he hurt you? Make you mad? He didn’t mean to…

Honestly Belphie has a lot of the same mannerisms so he’s used to it

Belphegor

Like I said, he has similar mannerisms, with an extra dash of ‘little shit’

Absolutely shows his affection through proximity and small touches like leans and bomps

Just blinks at you when you hiss. If you hiss cause he startles you, he just grins

King of slow blinks

He nuzzles into your side / lap when he’s trying to nap, so he doesn’t blame you for doing it in return

He absolutely tries to encourage other cat like habits, like causing chaos when bored, knocking stuff over, sleeping in inconvenient spots, waking up and running around at 3am (but you’re on your own with that), etc

[the-great-lightwood-bane]

Chronic Pain

Malec | Rated general | tw chronic pain (ofc) | febuwhump day 10: "how long has it been?" & day 11: chronic pain

Summary: Magnus opened the door with a raised eyebrow and a “What is it now, Jake?”

Blunt as always, Jace cut through any pleasantries or small talk, even ignoring Magnus’s intentional mistake in his name. “Alec’s in pain.”

Or, Alec has chronic pain. Magnus finds out, and does what he can to help.

A/N: Many thanks to @echele-78 for being a sensitivity reader and beta'ing this for me!

@febuwhump

Read it on AO3 or below the cut.

Afterward, Magnus would always regret that he hadn’t noticed.

Sure, he’d known that Alec was often stressed out, and had therefore offered to massage his shoulders until the tension drained out of them; he’d noticed Alec’s occasionally frighteningly high pain threshold, allowing him to keep fighting without regard for his injuries, though he’d chalked it up to stupid Nephilim physiology; Alec’s insomnia had been obvious, keeping him awake tossing and turning in an attempt to get more comfortable although Magnus’s bed was much more comfortable than the one in the Institute, and Magnus had done his best to further cushion the bed with magic so that Alec could sleep; he’d at least guessed that Alec had mild anxiety and depression. But he didn’t realise what was going on or put the signs together until Jace came to talk to him.

~

Magnus opened the door with a raised eyebrow and a “What is it now, Jake?”

Blunt as always, Jace cut through any pleasantries or small talk, even ignoring Magnus’s intentional mistake in his name. “Alec’s in pain.”

“Is he injured?” Magnus asked immediately, unimpressed air falling away. “I healed his arm after patrol last night—”

“Not like that,” Jace interrupted. “It’s not an injury, per se. It’s like this — this constant, low-level ache. His back, his shoulders, his chest sometimes, knees, hips, his muscles are always aching as well — not severe, but I don’t see how it isn’t wearing on him.”

What had caused it? Some obscure demon poison, perhaps? “How long has it been since it began?”

“That’s the thing,” Jace replied. “I think — I think it’s always been there. I didn’t notice because he was muting the bond, and what I did feel was mostly his mental or emotional distress, and that was masking this ache. But since he’s met you, he’s not in mental or emotional pain nearly as often, and he’s stopped muting the bond, so—” Jace trailed off with a shrug. “I don’t know what it is.”

“So — Alexander has chronic pain?” Magnus asked, confused and almost hurt. “Why hasn’t he told me?” Magnus could’ve helped him, or tried to heal whatever was causing it; he’d thought that there were no more secrets between him and Alec. Perhaps Alec was ashamed to admit it, or something like that, but Magnus had at least hoped that they were past that stage…

“I don’t know,” Jace replied. “I tried to talk to him about it, and he glared at me and said he had no idea what I was talking about, but… maybe you could do better.”

“I’ll try.”

~

The opportunity to ask Alec about the aches Jace had described arrived the next evening.

Alec returned to the loft looking worn out and made a beeline for Magnus in his apothecary. (That in itself was a sign, because although Magnus had been encouraging him to do so more often, Alec was still reluctant to “interrupt” Magnus while he was working unless he was particularly tired or upset.) Magnus put his potion in stasis with an easy flick of his fingers as Alec approached, and turned around to reciprocate Alec’s hug.

“Long day?” Magnus asked softly. Alec hummed in response, nuzzling his face into Magnus’s shoulder.

They moved over to the living room and settled on the couch, curled up in each other’s arms. Magnus ran a soothing hand over Alec’s back, and Alec relaxed into his hold.

Magnus was rather unwilling to interrupt the peace and calm, especially after the difficult day Alec had clearly had, but they did need to talk about this, so he reluctantly broke the silence. “Are you in pain?”

Alec stiffened in response, and Magnus almost regretted the words. “Jace talked to you, didn’t he.”

“Yes, he did.” No point in trying to hide it. “But if something’s hurting you — has been for a while — then you know you can talk to me, right?”

“Magnus,” Alec said. “Whatever Jace is picking up on, I’m not in pain. Not abnormal pain, at least,” he amended, “but there’s nothing wrong.”

“Any pain is a bad thing,” Magnus replied. “Jace said he didn’t know how long you’d been feeling like this — do you think that a certain low-level pain has become your normal?”

Alec shifted so that he could look at Magnus properly, meeting his eyes. “I don’t — there’s no problem. I can take everyday aches and pains — I’m a Shadowhunter, it’s normal.” There was something defensive in his tone, as though he were expecting Magnus to criticise him for it; Magnus wondered who’d told him that he had no reason to complain about what sounded like a lot more than everyday aches and pains.

“Alexander,” Magnus said gently, hand still rubbing circles on Alec’s back. “I know you can take pain, but you shouldn’t have to.”

Silently, Alec curved his body into Magnus’s a touch more, not quite meeting his eyes. It was a few more moments before he spoke, voice slightly hesitant. “I don’t even know if it’s anything in particular. I mean, everyone gets aching muscles, I’ve heard you complain that your back hurts if you’ve been sitting badly for a while. That’s normal.”

“But you don’t feel that kind of pain from Jace on a regular basis, do you?” Magnus asked. “Sure, I complain about my back when I’ve been hunched over my desk for hours on end, but it doesn’t hurt the majority of the time.” Alec didn’t answer, though his silence spoke volumes, so Magnus went on. “I obviously don’t know what you’re feeling, but from what Jace said, it sounds like you’ve got some sort of chronic pain.”

“I’m fine, though,” Alec said, raising his head to look at Magnus, that defensive note back in his voice. “I can work, I can hunt.”

“I’m not saying you can’t,” Magnus replied immediately and truthfully. “I know you’re an incredible Shadowhunter, and a brilliant politician with the way you deal with the Clave. And I think it’s even more impressive that you’ve managed to do all that while suffering from whatever’s hurting you this way.”

Alec let out a breath, burying his face in Magnus’s shoulder. He didn’t say anything for a few moments, before abruptly beginning to speak. “My muscles ache all the time, not just when I’ve been training particularly hard. My chest hurts — just a bit achy most of the time, but sometimes it gets worse, for no particular reason. I’ve got back pain, too, even when I haven’t spent too much time working at my desk. Sometimes it’ll feel like I’ve pulled a muscle in my leg, except I haven’t, or at least not that I know of. Joints ache too, sometimes, and when I’m sparring with Jace, it’ll hurt a lot more if he hits me in a few particular places — my shoulders, my chest sometimes, near my hips or elbows. Sometimes it’ll hurt when people touch those spots, even if it’s just lightly. I get tired, but I have trouble sleeping, though it’s a lot easier here. Sometimes I’ll feel all foggy and exhausted, like I just can’t think.” Alec blew out a breath. “I remember, when I was younger, I’d complain about it to Maryse or Robert, but they’d just tell me it was normal. I don’t think — I didn’t tell you about it because I thought it was nothing unusual. I — what if I’m just weak, and overreacting to something everyone experiences?”

“It’s okay,” Magnus told him, still not stopping the gentle circles on Alec’s back. “I’m definitely not mad at you for not telling me, although I’m rather angry with your parents for not realising that something was up. And you’re not weak, or lesser in any way, because of this. If anything, you’re stronger, though I’d still prefer it if you’d never had to feel this way.”

Alec relaxed — worries about Magnus’s reaction had clearly been affecting him more than he’d let on. Magnus didn’t comment on it, only held him tighter — though careful not to press on any of the spots Alec had mentioned — until Alec spoke again. “What is it? Whatever’s wro— happening to me.” Magnus didn’t miss the fact that Alec had nearly said wrong,and felt a surge of pride that Alec had corrected himself, but he didn’t draw attention to it. “You mentioned… chronic pain?”

“Yes,” Magnus agreed. “Chronic pain is just a word for pain that’s not from a particular injury — or is still happening after the injury’s healed — and lasts a long time. I’m not a doctor, so don’t take this as fact — you could try going to a mundane health professional, maybe, for a better diagnosis — but what you’re describing sounds like fibromyalgia.”

“Fibromyalgia?” Alec asked, slipping one of his hands into Magnus’s to tangle their fingers together, a silent thanks. “Tell me about that?”

Magnus explained what he knew, voice soothing Alec off to sleep. Magnus knew they’d both be uncomfortable in the morning if they spent the night here, on the couch, but he didn’t want to disturb Alec’s much-needed rest, so he opened up a portal directly beneath them to move to the bedroom with minimal movement.

~

Alec did indeed go to a mundane doctor, armed with papers Magnus had magically forged for him, and the doctor agreed that it was probably fibromyalgia. He suggested self-care group classes at a nearby clinic, as well as prescribing mundane drugs.

The drugs wouldn’t do anything, of course — Nephilim physiology brought with it a certain resistance to that type of thing, presumably intended to guard against poisons. Alec’s body would get rid of the mundane drugs before they had a chance to take effect. Magnus, however, encouraged Alec to attend the self-care group, and Alec said he’d think about it.

Magnus wished that he could do more, magically speaking, but fibromyalgia wasn’t an injury that he could heal with a snap of his fingers; all he could do was alleviate the symptoms. Pain relief he could do — some magical pain relievers worked on Shadowhunters, and it was easy enough to siphon off pain with his magic. Unfortunately, said magical pain relievers also had a tendency to leave the user exhausted, so Alec only used them before going to sleep; Alec also absolutely refused to let Magnus create a permanent spell to reduce his pain, because it would be a drain on Magnus’s energy.

Which left Magnus with the occasional surreptitious pain relief when Alec seemed to be hurting particularly, and spells to make everything more comfortable: extra support when Alec was sitting at his desk; more permanent enchantments on their bed, and on Alec’s bed in the Institute for good measure because he occasionally did spend the night there if there was a particularly late patrol; cushioning spells on the chairs and sofas of the loft. And minor wards centred around the particularly tender points on Alec’s shoulders, neck, upper and lower back, and joints, so that a hit there wouldn’t be debilitating. (Not that Alec would let the pain really affect his performance — his tolerance for pain was frightening, sometimes, and horrifying at others — but Magnus wanted to spare him any hurt he could.)

~

“I know what you’re doing,” Alec said, sounding faintly amused.

Magnus didn’t move, but the magic that had been delicately working out the knots in Alec’s shoulders paused. He’d noticed that Alec was sitting a bit stiffly, and gathered that he was in pain, muscles in his shoulders too tense. It had been almost instinctual for his magic to weave its way into the tight bunches of muscle, soothing the aches and pains there, a habitual movement by now; he hadn’t expected Alec to notice the soft brush of magic.

“I didn’t say that so that you’d stop,” Alec added, turning his head to raise an eyebrow at him. “I just wanted to let you know that you’re not as sneaky as you think you are.”

Magnus shrugged, half-sheepishly, and allowed his magic to continue working out the knots in Alec’s shoulders. “I am sneaky, you just have a preternaturally strong ability to detect my magic.” Magnus rather suspected that it had something to do with the first time they’d shared strength, as they worked to save Luke — Alec had opened himself up completely to Magnus’s magic, and now he could recognize that magic whenever it came near him.

Alec hummed, leaning back into the feel of the magic. “Thank you. I’ve been stiff all day — probably that nest of Shax demons on patrol last night.”

“You never need to thank me for that, Alexander,” Magnus replied. “It’s entirely selfish — I don’t like seeing you in pain.”

Smiling softly, Alec tugged Magnus closer and pulled him into a kiss. “I love you.”

“And I you.”

[simeonisalesbian]

Holy frackin- whoever suggested female demon bros ily. 😳 As someone who is bi I still crush on them (but I want to see them as girls just once to make my heart really go ba-dump ba-dump)

Can I ask for general headcanons on life with the demon girls after the potion drank? (And cuddle headcanons cause your Belphie one made my heart melt)

Aasdfghjksdassgdf yall are feding me too much with these asks. I am but a simple lesbian who wants all the cuddles🥺👉👈

Lucifer:

Proper lady Lucifer. Absolute Girlboss Lucifer

She’s still just as busy as always doing whatever work it is that keeps piling up.

Will happily let you sit on her lap while she works tho. She’s a sucker for the comfort you bring her, don't let her damn pride otherwise.

If you fall asleep with your head on her chest while she’s working, you’ll probably wake up in her bed still held close to her chest.

Mammon:

Rants about how much more cash she could make modeling like this. Also She could probably find ways to cheat at gambling like this

This being said Mammon will now steal half your closet for herself.

“Mammon, how do you have five of my hoodies? It's barely even been 24 hrs!”

Watch a scary movie with her. She’ll be in your lap in .5 seconds with her face buried in your chest.

You’ll have to cuddle her for the rest of the night though. Ya know so she can protect ya and all that.

Leviathan:

Gamer gf Gamer gf Gamer gf Gamer gf ga-

Cuddles while gaming You’ll have to make the first move so it really is up to you whether you want Levi in your lap or vice versa

She’ll become a blushing stuttering mess but will relax soon enough just to give her a bit of reassurance.

This is also a surefire way to win any game against her.

Satan:

We love a dark academia queen.

Loves to sit with you while you both read. Or she read to you. It doesn't really matter. The avatar of wrath is a sucker for domestic romance at heart.

She really does love having you in her arms and will often nuzzle the top of your head. Just let her hold you and she’s purring.

She’ll often hug you from behind. Especially if Lucifer is in the room

Asmodeus:

Asmodeus is another one who will steal your wardrobe but she also gives you permission to take stuff from hers so it’s even

Matching outfits for you two will be bought. It’s not optional. The two of you will be the cutest duo in the whole devildom.

You know the one meme of the girl sitting on top of another girl doing her makeup yeah that's asmo and MC

Will purposely put your face on her breasts when hugging or cuddling. She knows exactly what she’s doing.

Beelzebub:

Big tiddy strong gf

The image of Beel just standing behind mc and resting her boobs on a short MC’s head is living rent free in my mind…

Strong lady beel working out at gym 🥵

She’s the best pillow when cuddling. She’ll hug you close to her chest and she’s just so very warm and soft.

Belphegor:

She’s still just a sleepy brat.

But cuddles are so fuckin nice so the brattiness cancels out lmao

The two of you will have to fight on who gets to lay on top of who.

Belphie will win anytime she actually wants to lay on you, but will still fight over it even if she wants your head on her chest.

Play with her hair while she’s sleeping and she’ll practically purr.