#devildom has strange creatures

[atlas-morningstar]

THERE’S A??? FUCKING THING IN MY ROOM??? WHAT THE HELL IS TAHT???

THAT IS NOT A SQUIRREL??? WHY IS IT CHEWING THROUGH MY DOOR OH GOD

[angxlofvenus]

hi, hi, hi! could I request the brothers + diavolo during a meeting together when their s/o (the mc) starts to doze off and then suddenly faint? Turns out, the MC forgot to drink water that day-

That happened to mr a few days ago, it wasn't fun - so here's a reminder for you to drink some water too :')

Thank you so much for the request!!! I am so so sorry to hear that happened, I hope you're doing better <3 If anything in this post seems insensitive please let me know! Have a wonderful rest of your day/night

Genre: Mostly fluff, Some Hurt/Comfort Ship: Demon Brother+Diavolo x reader (individual) TW: Minimal cussing, mentions of fainting, mass panic, yelling, second person pov for reader (If I missed anything please tell me!!)

When You Faint

You watched as the clock slowly ticked by the minutes as the Demons around you spoke amongst themselves, Your talking had slowly come to a stop as the room started to spin, Some of the men looked at you strangely but nobody expected you to fall out of your chair and onto the council room floor...

Lucifer

He's immediately up out of his chair

Oh lord, he’s now fully in mother mode-

Barking orders at everyone, Yes this includes Dia

As soon as he gets over to you his wings are out, shielding you from everyone else

Once you come to, He isn’t letting you out of his sight

And once he finds out you fainted because of dehydration? 

He would so buy you one of those big ass waterbottles 

One of these mfs

Mammon

Freaking out pt. 1

Definitely hootin’ and hollering

He is indeed making a scene

Won’t really be on you until after you wake up because he knows Lucifer and Diavolo can do more for you then he can

After you have awoken though? He isn’t letting you out of his sight

You don’t have to worry about remembering to drink water, He’s there to remind you now!

Humans are such fragile creatures and now that he's seen that firsthand, He will barely let you do anything

He will make sure you are healthy whether you like it or not dammit

Levi

Freaks out pt. 2

Somehow freaking out even more then Mammon

He doesn’t know what to do! He leaves his room one time and this is what happens!

Will kind of just stand there in shock as everyone erupts into chaos

He isn’t the best example of someone who looks after their body lets be honest

But when ya’ll are gaming You’ll start to see some more healthy options popping up in the mix of chips and soda

He will beat himself up over not noticing, Please comfort this man before he decides you resent him

He won’t ever really bring it up but rest assured, It will never happen again

Satan

Would also run to your aid

He has read a lot of medical books in his time, He knows what to do

Would take you to a doctor afterwards, just in case

Kind of beats himself up for being unaware of your condition

I don’t think he’d freak out as badly after the incident, He knows it was probably a one time thing

Will bring up in conversation casually if you’ve eaten and drank water today, just to be sure

Asmo

Screams

Freaks out pt. 3

Yelling at Lucifer/Satan to do something!

Will be all over you as soon as you’re awake

Don’t scare him like that! 

Will get extra pouty when he learns why you passed out

Has Ya’lls self-care sessions meant nothing to you?!

No more of that, not on his watch

He will offer you water at random times throughout the day

Studying? Water! Watching Tv? Water! Sleeping? Water! no, no, Beauty sleep is important

Beel

Doesn’t knows what's happening, Why are you on the floor?

Will stand on the sidelines concerningly as he watches Lucifer take over, He trusts his brother to help you

Will also feel immense guilt he didn’t see the signs, He just wants to keep everyone safe 🙁

When he thinks Ya’ll are doing something too straining for a human, He’ll stop to ask if you’re okay/ need a break

Will start carrying around a water bottle specifically for you 

Belphie

He totally wasn’t sleeping when it happened, nope

Woke up to his brothers and the Prince of the Devildom freaking out around you

I don’t think he’d really get too involved with helping since he doesn’t actually know wtf just happened

If you don’t immediately perk back up, He’s gonna cuss out Lucifer and maybe try to fight him

Gets a little snappy at everyone (except you ofc) after the incident

He even started to set alarms on your DDD as reminders to drink water

Will tease you just a teeny bit, But you can tell how worried the entire thing actually makes him

Diavolo

Was over to you in record time

Commands everyone to step back from you while he calls Barbatos and a royal doctor

You will be given the best treatment don't worry

He thinks he's being very sneaky about making you drink more water He is so obvious about it, it hurts

You will definitely notice how Barbatos now almost immediately refills your glass as soon as it’s half full

Another one to openly ask if you’ve drank enough water that day

[inhuman-obey-me]

Diavolo with 🕶 and MC please? I excited to see what you’d do with that?

"I saw a little thing I didn’t like you tried to hide." - Diavolo/MC

There is a whistling through the rustle of the tree branches, high-pitched and ringing in your ears like alarm bells.

Just the wind, you try to tell yourself -- but the wind has never sounded so uncannily steady with its song. Nor, usually, do you expect to hear faint words hidden in its screaming -- Die. Die. Die. But that too, surely, is just a trick of your mind?

Well, this is the Devildom, after all. The strange and unexpected are to be expected.

You don't know how to tell your lover, crown prince of this very land, that his realm still unsettles you from time to time. He has always tried his very best to make you comfortable here. He himself is proof that terrors are not always so terrifying. His wings, gilded black and extended so wide that they could have blocked out any sun if one existed here, had terrified you the first time you'd seen them in full. But, so too does the expanse of them feel gentle and loving when he wraps those wings around you, a dark cocoon in which you share your secret passions.

You love him, and you love his realm. Scary though it may be, it's beautiful, too, and you try to focus on that. This world is not so dangerous as your human instincts would have you think.

Still -- did the trees you pass on your way home always look like these?

You realize it for certain when a whisper of the breeze against your face sends a chill shivering through your whole body.

Die. Die. Die!

This is not the way home. And you are not alone here.

"Who's there?" you call out, keeping your voice as steady as you can. You have been warned not to show fear -- demons can sense it, and they love the smell of it upon their prey. "Show yourself."

Die! Die! Die!

The whistling twists into a hideous laughter, and a wavering silhouette begins to coalesce before you, its form shimmering back and forth between handsome man and beautiful woman, though you know this creature is neither.

"Puny human, daring to command me?" Its words crackle like static, caught between channels of fury and delight. "Well, I am right here. But you are the one keeping secrets, lost little lamb."

To your surprise, you recognize this voice. It is one of your classmates at RAD, one that you had always found generally pleasant towards you. "Bealphares? What do you mean?"

"I never minded Lord Diavolo's plans for harmony between the realms. I didn't object to the exchange program, when so many others did. I didn't think humans were so bad. But then, today, I saw a little thing I didn't like you tried to hide," it trills, the end of its tirade whipping back into a shriek. "Did you think a pathetic little human like you has any right to our prince?"

In an instant, the air leaves your lungs as if pulled, your ribs crushing inwards at the sudden emptiness, and you drop to your knees. You try desperately to cast a spell to protect yourself, but your breath is too empty to form the words. Bealphares steps closer, cupping your face in its hands as it leans in close to hiss, "The prince of demons belongs with a demon."

"Stop there, Bealphares."

A great shadow falls over you both, as terrifying as the day you first saw it, and Diavolo's commanding presence swoops neatly down beside you. His golden eyes glow wild with a kind of anger you've rarely ever seen in him, and the air around him grows hot with raw magic.

"Lord Diavolo!" Bealphares releases you at once, scrambling to bow before its prince. You gratefully gasp in the crisp night air as the lesser demon anxiously spits out, "I-I can explain!"

"Very well. Explain." Your beloved's cold expression does not change, glaring down at your attacker. "Explain to me, Bealphares, spirit of air, why I've arrived to find one of our human exchange students on the verge of death at your hands. That's a grave offense, to try to attack one of my guests, here in the realm I rule."

Diavolo's voice rumbles like the deep shaking of a volcano, and his fangs glint dangerously in the moonlight as he speaks. Are they longer than usual? Sharper, too, you think -- though it's hard to tell, as the light distorts around the little embers that begin wisping out with each word.

"I will give you your chance to try to justify yourself. But keep this in mind -- I have the power to tell truth from lies. And if I do not find your answer to my satisfaction, Bealphares, I will carry out your punishment personally."

He takes a heavy step between you and the demon -- protective in one sense, threatening in another. His wings are outstretched so wide that you can hardly even see the other past them, with golden veins weaving glowing energy throughout. Though you cannot see, you hear the wind of the demon's voice faltering in the heat of the air as it whimpers, failing to form words.

"Now, go on then. Explain."

[badperson-8]

Butting In (Part 2) Satan and Asmodeus

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

amabMC x Satan | amabMC x Asmo

2.7k words | NSFW | Porn without plot | gn!pronouns MC | AO3 link

Content Warnings: Dub-con | Anal Sex | Mentions of Blood and Violence (not during sex)

Part 1 (Lucifer, Mammon, Levi) Part 3 (Beel, Belphie) Part 4 (Diavolo)

Satan

Satan breathes heavily as he opens his eyes and looks around. There are three unconscious bodies (maybe even corpses) lying at his feet. Their flesh is all torn up, lacking either an arm or a leg. Satan stares at his hands, covered in blood, trying to remember how he got to this point. As the red liquid dries up and loses its pleasant warmth, he recalls what exactly happened.

Satan was on his way to the bookstore to find a book from the Human world MC mentioned earlier, when he heard a strange commotion in the alley nearby. He had some spare time, so he decided to check what was going on. There he found three young demons who were having fun by torturing a cat. The poor creature had multiple wounds all over its body.

The next second, Satan was standing in his demon form with blood on his hands. Well, that certainly explains things. It’s a relief that the reason for his temporary memory loss was rage. It would be unfortunate if he started having memory problems; his brain is an important storage of countless useful pieces of information after all.

Satan ignores the quiet whining of one of the demons - torturers of cats don’t deserve life in his book. It’s much more important to find the wounded kitten. It is known that cats have some mysterious connection to the Devildom, the land itself protects them, granting magical abilities that also include fast regeneration. They are much more vulnerable in the Human world than here, but still. It’s important to check this cat just in case, and maybe carry it to the vet clinic.

Satan takes a few steps further to the alley when he suddenly feels the overwhelming pleasure spreading across his whole body. The demon stops in shock, trying to analyze what provoked this reaction. Definitely not the recent massacre; Satan knows himself well enough to know that while violence satisfies his needs as the Avatar of Wrath, it doesn’t turn him on. Maybe the reason for such a reaction is the fact that it’s a rare occasion when he almost feels like a hero? Sexual arousal has a strong emotional component, after all. Even simple feelings like happiness or excitement can become erotic stimuli under certain circumstances…

The second wave of pleasure feels less overwhelming, because Satan was mentally ready for it. And he got a chance to examine the reaction of his organism more attentively. He notices a pattern, which leads him to believe that the source of these disturbances is…

His own backside. Satan shakes his head, his mind refuses to accept this information. It is indeed a delicate place with lots of nerve endings, but it can’t produce such… reactions on its own, without any stimulation.

Satan frowns and closes his eyes, examining his magical energy. Just as he thought, there are faint traces of the curse on him. The demon growls when he feels how invisible touches slowly move past his anal sphincters and get into his rectum. He has never understood why nature decided to make this particular place so sensitive. And now he has to endure such humiliation because of this. Satan’s pupils become narrow slits as he sinks into pure wrath.  

Satan snarls as he tries to ignore the distracting sensations and concentrate on the source of the curse. He can’t discover the essence of this spell or artifact, but he got something even better: a destination. Satan bares his fangs in something that almost looks like a victorious smile. His demon form makes him fast and efficient, so he jumps as high as he can and digs his claws into the brick wall, climbing up.  

Satan reaches the roof and starts running towards the source of the curse, imagining how he will rip out the intestines of the one who is behind all this. The sudden feeling of something wet inside him makes the demon trip off, but he grabs the side of the building just in time to save himself from a nasty fall. Satan roars, feeling his blood boil from fury. He jumps back on the roof, but this time he gets on all fours and starts sprinting as fast as he can.

The desire to tear apart the fool who dares to do this to him overtakes his brain. Satan can only concentrate on the magical trail and annoying boner that makes the way more difficult and longer than it should be. He doesn’t even realize where he’s sprinting. His eyes no longer see the road, as he feels something hot and heavy pushing past the tightened rings of muscle. Satan can only hear his own heartbeat and the blood pumping in his head as he gets closer to his goal.

Roof. Long jump. Concrete. Porch. Door. Fuck the door. Window. Jump…

The window shatters loudly, scratching the demon, but he couldn’t care less. Satan jumps straight at the target, dropping them on the floor and climbing on top of them. He swings his arm forward, ready to dig his long claws into the flesh…

But as he sees MC’s face, he redirects his hand to the side, scratching the floor right next to their face. They stare at each other in shock, unable to understand what is happening.

Satan silently turns his head around and sees some kind of artifact attached to MC’s hard dick. Even his monstrous face, covered in blood, and sudden attack didn’t kill their arousal. In fact, it seems they’re getting even harder…

Satan immediately looks back at MC, his eyes widening even more. MC just lays under him silently, their brain is completely shut down. Satan also has to gather all his strength to be able to think somewhat rationally. So, they find him… attractive? Even in his demon form? Even when he looks like… this? And it was them the whole time? They are… inside him?

A sudden moan from MC makes Satan almost jump to the ceiling like a scared cat. He only now realizes how fast his body relaxed as soon as he realized that MC was the cause of this… misunderstanding. His muscles stopped violently squeezing MC’s dick, so now the human must experience whole new sensations. Satan’s body feels it as well. Now, when his mind is not against the sudden intrusion, he starts to… enjoy it.

Satan tilts his head in curiosity, examining the human. His pupils slowly dilate as his shiny, green eyes absorb every hint of pleasure on MC’s face. His sharp, spiky tail carefully slides along MC’s body, stopping its tip near the artifact. It slowly wraps around the device, grabbing it tightly. Satan finds himself smirking when he sees the confused reaction of the human beneath him.

His tail gently moves the artifact up, along the hardened dick of MC. His claws uncontrollably rupture the floor near the human’s head as he feels the resumed movement inside. Satan and MC moan synchronically as the tail starts moving the artifact up and down, bringing them both immense pleasure.

Satan feels the human’s hands on his hips. Their trembling fingers attempt to unzip his pants and get to his dick. It takes them several tries, but they prevail in the end. MC starts massaging Satan’s cock, pumping it to the pace of their thrusts into the artifact. The demon growls in approval and satisfaction, quickening the movements on his tail.

The tempo of the pushes becomes intense and uncontrollably rough. Satan doesn’t dare put his hands or lips on the human, fearing to injure them with his sharp claws and fangs. MC doesn’t have such a problem, though, so they use this advantage to tease the mighty demon. Satan grumbles, but it feels too good, so he allows MC to do everything they want.

It doesn’t take long for them to reach their peak. Satan comes on top of his human, shivering with his whole body. He inhales deeply the smell of sex and pleasure that fills the whole room. Satan can’t hold in a soft purr as he settles on top of MC, not intending to get up anytime soon.

…Later that day, when Satan decided to finally release MC, they both visited the infamous alley. Bodies were nowhere to be seen, but they found a completely healthy cat, who ate all the treats they brought. It seems, the Devildom’s magic treats cats even kinder than it’s described in books. And demolishes everyone who tries to disturb the peace, one way or another.

Asmodeus

Today is a big day. Asmo has been chasing this opportunity for several months. He finally became the new face of Goetia Cosmetics. This company primarily specializes in hair products, but after a recent rebranding, they decided to start releasing makeup kits. It was a huge deal ever since they announced it, and every model, influencer, and actor wanted to be the ambassador of the new cosmetic line.

Asmodeus wasn’t so desperate, of course. Well, at least he hid it very well. In truth, he wanted this job just as much as everybody else. It was quite overhyped, true, and he totally understood it. But even MC, who wasn’t very knowledgeable about the fashion world of the Devildom, heard about this advertisement campaign. The second MC mentioned Goetia Cosmetics in a casual conversation with him, Asmodeus knew that he couldn’t let some second-rate model steal the spotlight. Not when MC had their eyes on this campaign.

The only problem was that Goetia Cosmetics didn’t want to hire well-established and popular celebrities. They were looking for a new face, someone fresh and unique. So they dared to refuse Asmo when he graciously offered his services.

But Asmo was in the business for too long to let this little unpleasant episode stop him. So, after a couple of polite, professional meetings and death threats, the company quicklyunderstood how foolish it was to refuse the most beautiful and popular demon in the whole Devildom. They even raised the fee for modeling in their campaign after Asmo semi-publicly assumed that they were looking for a new face purely to pay less to a presumed young and gullible model.

But Asmo is already regretting his decision to join this campaign. Deadlines are always brutal in this sort of business, but this is a new level of incompetence. Asmodeus sighs, checking his look in the mirror one last time. The company managed to do wonders from a marketing standpoint. But when it came to creating the actual material for the campaign, it became clear that the people in charge weren’t ready for a project of such scale. Deadlines were moved and missed multiple times on each stage of the project, and now they’ve reached a critical point. His photos were supposed to be published long ago, but they didn’t even start shooting them.

So now, it seems like the whole photoshoot will last for only one day. Asmo has no right to make a single mistake, he can’t feel ill or tired. He needs to deal with it like always, professionally.

Even if he feels suspiciously pleasant sensations in the area of his butthole. Asmo sighs once again, not sure if he should be pissed off or happy. MC chose literally the worst time to find the little present Asmo left for them. Asmodeus thought that it would make for a thrilling little game. He had no doubts about who would be in MC’s sexual fantasies. So he waited. And waited. And waited. But MC took their sweet time.

Okay, Asmodeus didn’t explain what this device was made for, and he simply left it in MC’s bedroom as a surprise. Maybe he chose a not so obvious spot, but still. MC should’ve figured out what this thing does long ago. And they finally did it. Fantastic.

“Mr. Asmodeus, sir. We’re starting in five minutes. Are you ready?” A little, round demon with impressive horns squeaks at Asmo, trembling slightly.

“Yes.” Asmo simply responds, wincing as MC’s fingers gently penetrate his hole. The little demon decides that Mr. Asmodeus doesn’t want to be disturbed, so they quickly run away.

Asmo examines his face in the mirror, wondering whether he’ll manage to hide his growing erection and unavoidable moans, sitting under the spotlight in front of several cameras. He’s quite good at being sneaky and masking naughty activities in public. But this is too public for his liking.

MC’s fingers gently play with his hole and move deeper, no doubt feeling Asmo’s warmth inside the artifact. They’re taking their sweet time again; they clearly don’t intend to finish in the next five minutes. Such delicious torture. Asmo smiles softly, teasingly squeezing the fingers with his muscles…

“Mr. Asmodeus, sir! We’re ready to start!” The same round demon returns, interrupting Asmo’s thoughts. Have five minutes already passed? Preposterous. So he was glued to the mirror this whole time, lost in the sensations from MC’s skilled fingers. A new wave of rumors about Asmo’s narcissism will certainly start after this, but he couldn’t care less.

Asmo straightens up and pridefully walks towards the chair on which he’ll spend the next several hours. At least he doesn’t have to advertise clothes, only the makeup on his face. He crosses his legs and casually places his hands in the area of his groin, attempting to hide his quite visible erection.

A lovely makeup artist runs towards him, fixing the last minor details on his face before the photoshoot starts. This is the exact moment MC chooses to apply some lube inside the artifact, making Asmo shiver and passionately breathe out on the verge of a moan right into the makeup artist’s face. Needless to say, the artist runs away immediately, blushing and stumbling. Well, at least the whole predicament is entertaining. But Asmo needs to control himself better to avoid harassment lawsuits.

And MC definitely doesn’t make it easier for him. He feels how their hard dick thrusts inside, going all the way in in one motion. The camera clicks right in front of Asmo’s face, capturing all the little details. The demon clenches his fists, doing his best to maintain a joyful smile, but it’s hard when MC immediately takes the crazy pace and pushes inside him at tremendous speed. Asmo is well aware of how mind-blowing his ass can be. He’s the Avatar of Lust, after all. But he never knew he would wish to be a little less perfect.

Because MC on the other side simply loses their mind, ramming the artifact with all their might. Asmodeus has to utilize every last piece of his acting skills to not show what he actually feels. He desires to spread his legs and take the whole length of MC’s dick, over and over. He wants to milk the damn thing, absorbing every last drop of MC’s cum. He wishes he could whimper and scream from pleasure as loud as he wants.

But he calmly sits on the chair, politely smiling and obediently turning his head 10 degrees to the side, so that the lighting illuminates his features better, just as the photographer wants it. Asmo’s boner leaves prominent wet stains on the fabric of his pants. He can feel it as he tries to stop his legs from shaking.

Asmo feels MC coming inside him, holding in a sigh of relief and smiling more brightly than ever. Finally, he gets a chance to take a break. Maybe he’ll even manage to make the boner go away if he concentrates on the photographer’s large pimple, which shines provokingly on his nose.

But the bright smile instantly disappears, as he feels MC going for the second round. Such stamina is quite admirable, but not in this situation.

“Asmo? What happened?” The photographer worryingly asks, noticing the disappearance of the smile.

“…Nothing. Please, continue.” Asmo smiles once again, bracing himself for a very long photoshoot.

…The campaign was a tremendous success, despite all the little problems during the production period. Asmodeus managed to make a ton of high-quality photos for the ad. But there was one particular picture that was used the most and became the official photo of the whole campaign.

That photo pictured Asmo’s most genuine and happiest smile the world has ever seen. It was the exact moment when, after several hours of sweet torture and several rounds of getting his ass destroyed by MC’s dick, Asmodeus gave up and let himself come right in front of the whole filming crew and a dozen cameras. All while keeping his cheerful smile on. Because that’s what being a professional means.

Part 1 (Lucifer, Mammon, Levi) Part 3 (Beel, Belphie) Part 4 (Diavolo)

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

[meowsgirldrawing]

Obey Me Next Generation Idea(aka-My au)

What about poly Au with the bros? I assume with demon culture, MC having kids and the bros all being the dad wouldn't be too surprising as I think monogamous relationships are seen just the same as polyamorous. Like neither really matter honestly in a "oh this is a big deal/drama!" Sense.

Plus its the 7 lords, they can do whatever the fuck they want

I know MC is mostly human but I think having kids is still possible as they got magic plus their pacts with the bros might make them stronger. Plus, historically, woman have been able to have multiple pregnancies, like more than 4 at least, so still- not impossible.

Just let me have my next gen shenanigans

ONTO THE KIDS PLEASE AND THANK YOU

Varya (1st Born) (she/her)-25

Daughter of Mammon

Is more demon than human, possibly the most demon out of the kids.

Holds a very smiley but deadly aura around her.

Seems the opposite of Mammon in behavior but you can tell by her subtle acts towards her family, shes his kid alright.

Is the type of person to shake a person's hand but hold a knife in the other.

"Looks like a cinnamon roll, can kill you"

Lights up at the mentions of crocheting, dogs, and weird but oddly alluring creatures around Devildom.

She does have a small habit of gambling when out with Mammon, but is actually able to keep her wins because no one expects it through her gold-winning smile.

Mess with her family and its on sight.

Lilith the 2nd (3rd born-1st triplet) (she/her)-21

I headcannon Lucifer to at least be the only one to name their daughter after their sister. Not to replace, never, but to honor her.

Is in a strange middle between Half demon-mostly demon

Sweetheart by default

That big sister you can always talk to and she wont judge.

Will make passive agressive remarks when peeved off.

Definitely denies acting like Lucifer yet can do the stance-arms crossed and glare- exactly like him.

Even does the whole hand chest like him too. Shocked look and all.

Calls all the brothers papa but Lucifer father, not as a distance way but thats just how she's always been.

Theatre kid- almost always lead.

Anna from Frozen vibes at times.

Hopeless romantic too.

Basically Lucifer if he actually showed more emotions.

Daddy's girl 100%

May or may not be in a secret relationship with Diavolo's heir👀

Rhomb(2nd Born) (he/him)-23

Son of Leviathan

Named after the Loch ness Monster

A nice balance between human and demon

But has "mutations" that make him have scaly patches on his body, his tail out almost 24/7, and bad eyesight.

Stern attitude most of the time.

Big bro protector

Tallest of all the kids

Softer on the younger kids but will smack a bitch if they act up.

Cant play video games much cause eyes so turns to more physical games that include puzzles.

Likes games with strategy to follow like War tanks, or chess. Is the type to make a DnD game the best cause he makes amazing stories too despite not reading much.

Likes mystery shows too and tries to figure it out before the answer is revealed, could go on rants about why. Gets it right 11/10 times.

If Leviathan wasnt his biological dad, people would believe he was Satan's kid.

Doesnt like cats tho.

Quinn (4th Born- 2nd Triplet) (He/they/doesnt care) (21)

Asmo just thought Quinn was a pretty name so picked it lol.

Also a nice balance between human/demon. Tho his wings stay out constantly.

Very much vibes from that yellow bird in Rio.

Laid back personality but is an outgoing dude.

Also very protective of their siblings, and will not hesitate to cut a bitch.

Isnt as flamboyant as Asmo but does have a just as great fashion sense.

Has a hard time dating as people automatically assume hes just like Asmo so will try to date him for that reason only.

Love his dad but hates the reputation he gets because of being said son.

So he resorts to just sticking to his siblings or the few friends he trusts.

Besides MC, is the second most popular face to pop up on Asmo's Devilgram

Fucking adores axolotls for no particular reason, just loves them to no end which Asmo makes sure to get many axolotl themed plushes, shirts, etc. for him.

Libbey(Liberty) (5th Born- 3rd triplet)(she/her)-21

Another balance between human/demon, maybe a tad more on the demon side.

Tho, also has "mutations" like very enhanced hearing.

Bookworm to the max

Loves reading dramas and fantasies, but seems to enjoy multiseries more than stand alone.

Very quiet and shy kid of the group.

Sometimes cant even talk so signs instead because earaches or headaches.

Likes cats but perfers reptiles more.

Has a small turtle in her room from the human realm, set it up beside her bed and everything. Their name is Casey after one of her favorite human novels she read.

But despite all this, isnt called the daughter of wrath just for nothing beside biology reasons.

Is like Satan 2.0 when pissed, she wont yell or scream but you can just tell from the drop of room temperature and the subtle tilt of her head.

Her eyes glow an electric green when shes pissed.

Had more anger issues when younger, but cause Satan knew how to handle his better now, taught her how to aswell.

Satan is probably the main one to understand her issues with such a problem, despite being more mellowed out now that shes older.

Is definitely a cryer when really angry tho.

Ryder(6th Born) (1st twin)- 19

Ngl, everyone was surprised that they had twins. Including Belphie himself.

But then again, they did have triplets before them so....eh?

Ryder is a tad more human than demon, but still powerful enough to have his own demon form like his older siblings.

His tail is seen smaller than Belphie's, and a bit thinner too.

The sloth genes affact him only so much, making him more likely just want to procrastinate then outright not do anything.

He honestly enjoys the human world more than Devildom, mainly cause everything is less..hectic per say.

Hes the type of brother/older friend that will cover for ya if you have to hide something but will subtly suggest how to fix whatever their doing.

Like one time Quinn came home slightly tipsy and past curfew, and he snuck them into his room. Though he scolded them in the morning, he covered for Quinn at breakfast, saying they ate too much sugar last night, thats why hes queasy and has a headache.

Quinn did fix that habit up quick after Ryder threatened to leave him on his own next time it happened.

Calls everyone bro or dude, no matter their gender.

Gen z vibes too in most areas.

Has a fixation with cow bells for some reason, likes the noise is all he can say.

If he were told what Belphie did to their mom/human parent way before they were born, he says "Cowabummer" while screaming inside.

River(7th born-2nd twin)(they/them)-19

How is this Belphie's kid?

Too hyper, tad crazy

Probably has ADHD, who knows.

While Ryder is the slightly responsible twin, their the reason why Ryder needs to be said twin.

Their just about the same range of human/demon as Ryder, can have a demon form, but only uses it to fuck with people than to actually be scary with it.

They may have alot of power, but their personality alone can kill people.

Is the type of kid to crawl on the ceiling when they were 2.

Is also the type to hop outta window to get to the lower floor faster. Thank Belphie for their demon powers otherwise we'd have another Lillith situation.

Has scared even Lucifer at one point, has made him yelp out of surprise. Will not go on how, no matter how much Papa Satan and Belphie ask them. Just has a toothy grin when they ask.

When calm, is actually a pretty chill dude. They like odd patterns and get fixated on the most random things.

MC gave them one of those sand timers that you flip to restart and when she came down to tell them food was done about 2 hours later, she found them sitting on the table, holding it while watching the sand go down. They use it now to relax and focus on when overstimultated or just having too much of a fuzzy head.

Has spent nearly a how week with Leviathan because they got hooked on one anime with him. Now has frequent solo movie nights with him cause.

"They're tad confused, but got the spirit"

Literally had to have someone (Rhomb) explain to them what the LGBTQ+ letters meant. Legit thought it was just new alphabet pattern, was still happy to find out what it all means.

If you told them what Belphie did to their mom before they were born, they'd think it as a joke. Dont tell them otherwise or they will cry.

Frankie(8th Born)(She/her)-16

Everyone thought that she would be the biggest child when MC was pregnant with her, since y'know, it was confirmed Beel's kid.

Yeah, she came out small. Like scary small for a baby.

It was then everyone knew she would be the most human. Has a little demon in her, but clearly not enough to have a demon form nor mark.

Lucifer's wallet cried in relief.

She does eat a good bit more than the average human but overall, nothing compared to Beel.

She does adore sweets to the max, especially gummies. Give her some and she'll love you forever.

Sweetest little sunshine in the world, everyone adores her. If they dont, then they will soon.

Shes like Mirabel in encanto, kinda wishes she had more demon powers but is still overall happy with who she is.

When her a Beel are with each other- OH MY DIAVOLO, THE CAVITIES PEOPLE GET- TOO DAMN SWEET AND PURE

Like big papa Beel and his sweet little girl all smiley and pure. Best father-daughter relationship out of all the siblings and fathers.

Shes kinda like pinkie pie from MLP but like more hyper as fuck. Can and will speak so fast when excited that it just comes out as squeaks at that point.

Since her more human side, shes more likely to stay in human world when their mom is on Buisness there, so she has alot of human friends.

Shes in gymnastics, which definitely helps keep her figure more smaller despite all the sweets she eats. Does work out with Beel too.

Mess with her and you have a whole army on yer ass.

"Bounce to the beat of my own drum!"

You can just tell how much I love this dear. HA

[fickleminder]

rumor has it

DWBD AU. The demon brothers' reaction to Kirana's pact.

DWBD AU masterlist here. Follow-up to first time for everything.

Asmo wanted all the details yesterday.

Who was it? How did they do it? Were there gifts involved? Was it a flashy proposal in front of a captive audience? An intimate exchange of vows during a private moment? A spontaneous decision in the throes of passion—

"Someone's been fantasizing," Solomon drawled over the phone. "But no, sorry. I have no idea."

"Stop teasing me!" Asmo whined. "You must know something; I thought the two of you were friends!"

"We are, but that doesn't mean she tells me everything."

And it was true; Kirana did approach Solomon to ask about the intricacies of summoning a demon, but that was it. She never showed him the pact mark or revealed whose it was, though it wasn't hard to narrow the possible candidates down to seven.

"Ugh, you're no help at all!" Asmo huffed before ending the call. It didn't matter, he’d find other ways to get the information he wanted. Kirana’s pact was the latest gossip around RAD; surely someone would be able to give him the deets!

Solomon could only confirm that the pact was real, but Asmo was more interested in the How. Surely if he adopted a similar method, it would boost his own chances of entering a pact with her too!

(Strangely enough, the usual assumption that Kirana would be falling over herself to have a pact with a beautiful creature like him was absent from Asmo’s mind.)

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Mammon was fuming.

Lucifer had assigned him as Kirana’s guardian when she arrived in the Devildom, so shouldn’t he have the right to be her first pact?! How dare those lowly lesser demons steal what was his!

(Never mind the fact that he had abandoned her the first chance he got, or repeatedly stole from her, or bullied her into silence by hanging her off the roof—)

So Mammon decided to do what he did best: scheme. Despite their change of heart towards Kirana, neither he nor his brothers had made much progress in mending bridges with her after the whole clone debacle. Hell, he'd even refrained from taking anything from her room for a whole week, and still she didn't notice! Talk about ungrateful...

Then he recalled how the other Kirana had managed to get a pact with the other him. She was definitely on to something; if the other him had traded a pact for his precious Goldie, then maybe he could reverse this trick on her!

The second the idea popped into his head, Mammon's heart was set on it. Playing nice clearly didn't work, so he had no other choice but to get his hands dirty. If he held something valuable to her hostage, then she had to agree to it. Plus, she could then order him never to steal from her again! It was a deal she couldn't refuse.

Sometimes Mammon impressed even himself.

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Levi investigated the rumors.

Surely the lucky demon must have bragged about their pact with Kirana, and he wouldn't rest until he found out whodunnit! He started with her circle of lesser demon friends, combing through their socials. Only Rache and Vorgo had strong online presences, but there wasn't anything related to pacts in their recent activity.

So Levi expanded his search to Kirana's classmates, going through her list of classes and following treads of conversation until finally, he found a demoness who had posted about overhearing something interesting in the locker rooms.

Apparently, someone had caught a glimpse of an unknown pact mark on Kirana's right arm while she was changing between classes. She was quick about it so they didn't have time to take a closer look or snap a photo, but there was no doubt about it: the human exchange student had forged a pact with a demon.

Other related posts were mostly speculation on whose pact it was and what Kirana had to give up in exchange, but Levi didn't care about any of that. No, his mind was fixated on the fact that the pact was real. And that someone had walked in on her changing.

It was something he never knew he wanted until now. But pacts worked both ways; would Kirana even want one with a yucky otaku like him?

This was one ultra rare achievement he had no idea how to unlock.

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Lucifer went about his day as per normal.

There was paperwork to be done, meetings to attend, grievances to be heard—

"—blatant show of utter disrespect, threatening violence to boot! As such, I demand you punish that lesser demon under your Circle's jurisdiction, Lord Lucifer."

"Threatening violence, you say?" Lucifer's cold smile didn't falter. "Why, if memory serves, you were the one who threatened violence against my exchange student to begin with. 'Flay you and use your skin as a carpet', I believe were your exact words."

The professor went white.

Kirana's grades had been steadily improving over the course of the year, which made her recent string of F's all the more suspicious. Lucifer had intended to speak to her after class one afternoon, only to witness the most interesting turn of events: Kirana confronting the professor about deliberately failing her, the professor advancing towards her menacingly while screaming profanities, and Dracius appearing out of nowhere with horns and wings pointed forward, startling the professor into backing away. Before Lucifer could intervene, the lesser demon had swiftly whisked Kirana away from the scene.

With her out of the danger zone, Lucifer decided to do the next best thing and deal with the pathetic demon before him. After all, if he removed the source of the problem and cleaned up the mess, then Kirana would have no need to use her pact any further.

All in a day's work.

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Beel and Belphie sulked.

On one hand, they remembered how much pain could be inflicted through a pact. When the other Kirana had put her foot down during a particularly rowdy squabble between the brothers, her STAY practically forced them to the ground and gave them full-body aches for days. Just thinking about it made the twins shiver with trepidation.

On the other hand, the pacts weren’t a power play to Kirana, but a symbol of friendship and respect. Having a pact with her would mean she trusted them and vice versa. It was a special connection they knew she wouldn't abuse even though they had all gotten off on the wrong foot. Once the veil had been lifted from their eyes, they could see just how kind she was, how well she treated her friends, and why others were drawn to her.

Did they want in on that? Hell yeah.

Did they deserve it? ...Probably not.

It didn't matter who had made a pact with Kirana or that they weren't the first. What really unsettled them was the proof that she didn't need them at all. Despite how they had treated her at first, she still found a way to stand on her own two feet.

Beel thought there was no harm in just being upfront and asking her. Belphie didn't want to risk her rejecting them.

In the end, they were paralyzed by indecision. All talk, no action.

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Satan refused to give up without a fight.

The pact couldn't be undone, but Dracius and Kirana's relationship could still fall apart. It was only in its infancy, so if he played his cards right, he still had a chance to come out on top.

First things first, he had to throw his hat into the ring. Cornering Dracius wasn't difficult; he'd been to the royal library often enough to know when the lesser demon would be working and when Kirana wouldn't. Satan picked a day and made his move. He didn't bother being discreet, marching straight towards Dracius as the other demon was leaving.

With his arms full and an angry Avatar headed for him, Dracius knew there was no point trying to flee. He forced himself to straighten and pretended not to see his life flashing before his eyes. "Can I help you, Lord Satan?"

"Yes—" Satan lifted his chin with a glare. Keep your hands off Kirana, stay away from her, he was about to demand, until the items Dracius was holding registered in his brain.

Takeout cups of tea from the library's café, a paperback novel tucked under one arm... Satan recognized them both. The blend of tea was from the human world; it had a distinct fragrance that once lingered in the House's kitchen until Beel ate all the leaves during a snack run. The novel was one he had read before, a romance with an intricate mystery subplot.

No doubt Dracius had been on his way to meet with Kirana. Just the thought of them going out on a date made Satan's blood boil, but seeing the novel made him reconsider cursing Dracius every day for the rest of his miserable life.

"...Lord Satan?"

"—Take care of Kirana," he said instead with clenched fists. "Treat her well and keep her safe, or else."

Dracius looked taken aback, but nodded solemnly. He bowed his head in respect before hurrying away.

Satan watched him go. The shovel talk was a nice save, but he wasn't throwing in the towel just yet. No, the fight for Kirana's heart was only beginning, and he was determined to win it fair and square. He might be a demon, but that was how all his romance novels went; any foul play was sure to come back and bite him in the ass.

Besides, didn't Kirana used to have a crush on him? Satan was determined to rekindle that flame and prove that he was deserving of her.

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(Bonus: the lesser demons)

"About damn time!" Talon slapped Dracius on the back with a wide grin, nearly sending him sprawling onto the ground. "Any longer and I would have owed Rache fifty Grimm!"

Kirana’s jaw dropped. "Wait, you betted on—"

"It was soooo obvious!" Rache rolled her eyes at her. "How did you not see it?"

"Congrats! I’m so happy for you two!" Erkid glomped Kirana and squeezed her tightly, while Vorgo and Igfuur gave her thumbs up.

"Alright, down to business." Belyth grabbed Dracius by the front of his shirt and looked him dead in the eye. "You’re our friend, but if you so much as make Kirana cry, or force her into anything, I’m going to cut off your—"

"What are you threatening me for? I’m the one who gave her my pact!" Dracius nearly yelled in frustration, overwhelmed by the commotion.

Everyone fell silent. And then…

"You did what?!"

"No fair, I want one too!"

"Dracius, you smooth motherfucker—"

"Oohhhh…"

"Congrats on that too, I guess."

*screaming intensifies*

"What did you think we were talking about?!" Kirana shook her head in disbelief.

"Dracius asking you out, duh!" Rache threw her hands up. "He’s had the hots for you since—"

No one had ever seen Dracius move so fast, practically pouncing on Rache to slap a hand over her mouth.

[shyvien-obeyme]

⚜️ Little Moth

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⚜️ Summary: You need help researching local insects. Who better to ask than your favorite angyboi bookworm, Satan?

⚜️ Content: Satan x Reader. No gender specified. Mentions of insect taxidermy. Slightly grotesque at one part. Otherwise, it's all just gentle fluff. 🐈🪷🦷

⚜️ Word Count: ~1,500

⚜️ Note: Lepidoptera is the name given to butterflies and moths. This is my first ever fic. I don't ever plan on becoming much of a writer, I've just been wanting to get my thoughts and fantasies somewhere. But if you have any helpful constructive criticism, please let me know.

I had always has an interest in pretty things, so it was no surprise that I liked insect pinning. It was a small hobby of mine that I’d enjoy in the human world whenever I would come across deceased butterflies or other insects. I also just enjoyed spotting the different local Lepidoptera. But since being in the Devildom, I haven’t been able to partake in this hobby of mine, as I am not very familiar with Devildom creatures. And knowing that the Devildom is a rather magical place, I fear that picking up any random dead moth would leave me cursed or something. So that's when I decided that I should study more about the wildlife in this strange new place I‘ve been suddenly thrust into. I think it over. How do I obtain this knowledge? Maybe I should go to the RAD library?…Or perhaps I could ask Satan if he has any books on local insects. I decide on the latter; It would be a good excuse to spend some alone time with him and talk to him about a favorite hobby of his, books. 

You leave your bedroom and hike upstairs to Satan’s door. Knocking on it’s antique wood, you whisper “It’s me, MC. Can I please come in?” “Ah!” He exclaims gently before you hear a quiet shuffle and his footsteps near the door. He opens it and asks “Of course you can come in. How may I help you, MC?” with a gentle smile gracing his soft pink lips. He steps aside and gestures for you to enter his room. It’s a large room, dimly lit with candles and ethereal moonlight pouring from grandiose arched windows. As usual, it’s something similar to a maze as you maneuver around piles of books stacked as high as pillars. He shuts the door behind you, creating distance between the both of you from the rest of the house so that you can have some much needed privacy. Standing before him you ask, “Umm, I hope you don’t mind… I was wondering if you had any books on the local wildlife. Insects specifically.” You twiddle your thumbs and blush slightly. Even though you love the boys to death and have spent ample time with each of them, you can’t help but to feel a little embarrassed about revealing your hobby. He pauses to think for a moment, hand on his chin as he averts his cerulean eyes. “Yes, I think I have a few, let me take a look.” Thankful that there seemed to be not even a shred of judgement, you take a seat and watch as he shifts his attention to focus on the given task. He gracefully paces back and forth, checking a few different places in the room for books matching your request. He pulls out books from a large stack with precise precision, as if taking a block from a Jenga tower, careful not to knock the rest over. About 6 different books pile in his arms as he meets you on his relatively stiff bed.

“Is something like this what you’re looking for, MC?” You take a look at the books. Some large and thick, others thinner. Some bound in leather, some very old and moth-eaten, and others that seem more modern. They all seem useful, but your attention sticks to the book with the title: Devildom Moths and Butterflies; A Complete Guide. “Ah, yes! Something like this.” You take a moment to peek through a few of the pages before Satan questions “Might I ask what you need these for? You seem very interested” “I‘d like to take a closer look at Devildom’s insects, even take some home if they’re no longer alive. So I wanted to make sure I did research on them first - lest I get struck with some unruly curse!” You gesture dramatically with your hands before chuckling lightly. Satan’s eyes widen slightly in surprise before relaxing into a sweet smile, as if he wasn’t surprised you’d take interest in such a thing. He loves the look of excitement on your face when you find something else that you’re fascinated by. He’s also happy that you came to him for that help, not one of his idiotic brothers.

He shimmies a little closer to you until your thighs and shoulders are touching. You can feel the warmth radiating from his body, and you can smell the subtle floral and musky scent of his cologne. You take a long breath in, letting his essence spill into your nose and send waves of comfort reverberating throughout your whole body, making you relax a little more. “Want to take a look at this book together then?” You look up at him and smile with a nod. “I’d like that a lot!” You gently pry open the aged leather-bound book, pages fluttering as you turn them, and your eyes wander at the pictures of the different butterflies of the Devildom. Together, you pore over the short blurb of information on each of the insects.

“•Demon Silk Moth

Located in only this specific region of the Devildom, the Demon Silk Moth produces silk that contains very special properties and is used for making the most luxurious clothing. The moths are also made into a wide variety of gummies. Yum!”

“•Devil Clothes Moth

A common and destructive pest that eats away at clothing, carpets and tapestries, causing significant damage to any and all fabrics. Is found all over the Devildom, and can be kept away with Mothballs. You can tell when a Devil Clothes Moth infestation is on the rise when you begin to notice holes and weakened spots in your clothing.”

He reads aloud in his smooth and feathery voice as you follow along with your eyes. You point and ask about some of the more eccentric looking Lepidoptera as you see them, to which Satan replies with stories of the occasions he’s found their beauty and grace in person. He places his pointer finger, tipped green with Asmo’s designer nail polish, onto a picture of a butterfly similar to that of a Blue Morpho in the human world. “These ones we often find residing in the garden of the Demon Lord’s Castle. They’re much more beautiful in person, you should see the way their scales glisten in the moonlight. It’s truly an enchanting sight” Your face lights up at his retellings, you feel the excitement surge through your body, letting your toes wiggle as an outlet for some excess emotion to spill out. His expression is warm and gentle, deepening your feeling of ease and comfort. A soft chuckle leaves his lips as you rest your head on his shoulder, continuing to read together.

“This butterfly here with what looks like eyes on its wings, charms it’s victim to eat it so it can lay eggs inside the hosts brain, and like a parasite, it takes over the victims body, making them seem like a zombie and controlling the body to find an area perfect for its offspring to grow and to then devour the corpse as it comes of age.” “Creepy. I’m totally glad a took the initiative to research before possibly ending up as a zombie, haha!” You almost shudder at the thought. “Good thinking. Not to mention, I don't think zombies make good exchange students” You respond by make a silly face and growling like you think a zombie would, extracting hearty giggles from both of you.

Holding the book with one hand, he snakes the other around your waist to pull you in closer. You stare at him again for just a moment, silently consenting to his touch. Your big, goofy yet content smile sends heat to his cheeks. He warmly beams back as you reposition your head back against him, he responds by settling his head against yours. “I value time spent with you, little moth.” You’re struck by Cupid as the words leave his lips. Little moth? “L-Likewise.” “Well, what do you say we make this insect spotting a date? I know perfect places for us to go looking. We should prepare a picnic as well.” “It’s a date, then!” Your glee and excitement is palpable. He takes the moment into his hands and lands a chaste kiss on your forehead with his warm lips, sealing the promise.

Your head spins. It’s at this moment, with wide and glazed over eyes that you realize, the butterflies you were looking for were in your stomach this whole time.

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𝒮𝒽𝓎 𝒲𝓇𝒾𝓉𝑒𝓇 ༝༚༝༚

[onyourowndaisymae]

an unexpected guest

was talking with a friend about how stressful the early days of living in the hol would be and then i talked about stealing solomon's bed from him and this fic sprung forth from those shenanigans. i just have so much love for the purgatory hall cast

content + warnings: fluff, solomon & reader very early into the exchange program, og timeline, just musing about purgatory hall being a safe space amidst the chaos of the devildom

solomon's tired. truthfully, there's not often he's not tired-- he's just learned to disregard his body's needs when they inconvenience him, only circling back to address they when he has the time or energy. tonight was one of those blessed nights. he'd finished up a new spell after several grueling hours of trial and error. his ancient human joints were creaking like an old house, all weathered and worn from years of neglect.

he crept quietly up the stairs of purgatory hall, drifting through the dorm with light footsteps. everything looked different in the dark. the hardwood floors where warm beams of candlelight illuminated each panel were now bathed in the delicate glow of moonlight. his relationship with the concept of "home" had always been shaky, but this was not. purgatory hall is solid. it is home. the floorboards and the walls are real, tangible, swirling together with pleasant memories of friendships and laughter like colors on an oil spill. this is the best place he's ever been lucky enough to call his own.

the door to his bedroom creaks a little as he opens it, and the lights flicker on with the flip of the switch. the golden tassels on his cloak clink together pleasantly as he strips it off. solomon tosses the garment on a nearby chair when he hears breathing. he tenses. his eyes dart around the room cautiously before he spots the intruder: there's an unidentified lump under his blankets. he steps closer and peers at their face. then he laughs.

it's you. you, the other human exchange student, fast asleep in his bed. you look completely worn-- solomon remembers you had come to purgatory hall per luke's request earlier today. maybe he... yeah, he was right. he finally takes a moment to check his d.d.d. and spots a text from simeon explaining the situation. nighttime fell quicker than anyone expected, and the two angels in the house didn't feel quite comfortable sending you home at such a dangerous hour. since solomon was usually locked in his workroom until dawn, the angel explained that he loaned out his room-- with an apology for imposing, of course. solomon chuckled a little to himself, taking the quiet moment to observe you while you're blissfully unaware.

you got the short end of the stick with the exchange program. that, he knows. the house of lamentation is full of six rowdy demons that all currently look at you like prey, with varying feelings of disinterest to scorn. solomon himself has centuries of experience with the devilish beings, but you're new to all this, aren't you? angels are much less intimidating to a newcomer like you. luke's nothing more than a young angel barking at the heels of his superiors-- said affectionately, of course. and simeon is one of the kinder angels to ever walk any of the three realms, greeting others with the true grace of a divine creature. of course he'd let you stay the night to ensure you don't get gobbled up on the street.

something about that makes him feel... strange. in a good way. to think that you're capable of falling asleep in a stranger's bed so easily, that you're willingly seeking more time at purgatory hall... he'll have to think on what these feelings are.

he fixes the blanket around you and stares for a moment longer. you look comfortable. what a thing to be so at peace in such a hellish place.

purgatory hall can be safe for you. it can be the place where you go when you need a somewhere to land. something about the image of you fleeing the house of lamentation for greener pastures makes him smile-- in a smug, not-so-kind sort of way. serves them right for shoving you, poor defenseless you, into their home with no regard for your wellbeing.

maybe solomon can be a safe haven for you, too. after all, you both are humans-- and humans have to stick together, right?

with the flick of his wrist, all of the lights in the room sudden turn off save for one special candle on his desk. the flame is almost identical to the ones found in the human word, with its mostly even pillar and its warm orange flame. but magic oozes from its melted wax. it's a flame that never spreads, leaving you to enjoy the comforts of solomon's room without worrying. just a little sign that even when he's not there, a certain sorcerer is always looking out for you. he closes the door with a gentle click and heads to spend the rest of the night somewhere else.

[devildomsoup]

MC: All of you keep asking me why I'm not surprised by the creatures you can find in the Devildom. I think you forget that the human world has giraffes. Those are some strange creatures.

[otakusheep15]

Obey Me Flufftober Day 5

Prompt: Reunion

Pairing: Asmodeus x reader (gender neutral)

Word count: 613

A/n: Welcome to day 5 everyone! I've been really looking forward to writing some Asmo fluff, as I feel it is sorely lacking in comparison to angst and smut with him.

Going back to the human world was always difficult for you. For one, the transition from Devildom to human world was rough, as the two were just so different. One minute you were in a fantasy world filled with interesting creatures and strange magic, and the next you were stuck in your average, mundane life. It gave you serious tonal whiplash, but that wasn't even the worst part. No, the worst part was being away from all of your friends, and especially your beloved Asmodeus. Any time you would leave, you missed him dearly. Of course, you would call and text him whenever you could, but it just couldn't compare to seeing him in person.

Luckily, you were scheduled to return to the Devildom soon. It would still be about a week, but you were so close. Plus, you've already been gone for almost three months, so what's another week at this point? Hopefully it goes by quick, but you suspect that it'll drag on like every other week has so far.

The week did, in fact, drag on. You could practically feel every second tick by as you waited and waited. It was absolute torture, but you knew it would pay off soon. And, by the sound of your phone going off, it seems Asmo feels the same way you do. As per usual, he's begging you to come back early, or to let him come and see you, but you both know you can't to either. Both of you have responsibilities to attend to right now, and it would be much to complicated for you to carve time out of your schedule to see him early. In the mean time, you settle with seeing him over FaceTime, and for a while it feels normal.

Finally, after what felt like centuries, it's time to go back to the Devildom. More specifically, it's time to see Asmo again. You can barely contain your excitement as you're teleported to the Student Council room. As many times as you've done this, you've never been able to shake the giddy feeling you get when you return. Not that you would ever want to, of course.

You land in the middle of the room as always, and the first thing you hear is a squeal of delight, followed by the sound of running. Before you can comprehend what is happening, you're engulfed in a pair of arms, though this was to be expected. Asmo wraps you tight in his embrace, and you doubt he'll let go any time soon. His brothers are quick to follow, although much calmer than he. You attempt to greet the others, but Asmo is quick to draw your attention back to him. This happens every time, so no one bothers trying to stop him anymore.

Asmo nuzzles into you affectionately, speaking about how much he missed having you with him. You let him talk, letting his words sink in as you adjust to being back where you belong. Back in the Devildom, and back in Asmo's arms. Despite his loud voice right next to your ear, you're at complete peace.

As Asmo continues to rant about all of the activities he has planned out for you to do together, you lean into him, content to stay like this for as long as life would allow. Apparently, life would not allow long as Lucifer decided now was the time to return to the House of Lamentation. That was fine with you. Going back to the house means returning to Asmo's room, where you can stay with him in peace. You couldn't think of a better way to spend your first day back home.

[cookiesandbiscuits]

Now Playing: Falling In Love

[Lucifer – Strange]

Pairing: Lucifer x GN!Reader

Genre: Fluff, pining

Summary: You were a strange one, and that baffled him. Yet at the same time, he can't help but be enamored with you.

A/N: The first installment of Now Playing: Falling in Love series starting with the eldest demon brother and the love of my life hehe... (No favoritism were intended okay?)

The song I chose for this fic is "Dear" by Ben&Ben

The first time I heard this song, he came to mind. I don't know why but I just thought of him. It does suit him though in my opinion.

And yes, this is part of my Soft Lucifer agenda, and yes, this is a rewriting of that lesson chapter where MC made the pact with Lucifer. I felt that something was missing from it. And this is the result :D (I am squealing as I write this lmao). And yes, he asks for your consent this time because consent is sexy.

Anyways, I hope you guys would enjoy reading this! &lt;3

Now Playing: Falling in Love playlist

MASTERLIST

"Only the two of us can understand

The sureness of our love

I promise you that I will hold your hand

No matter what may come

Within the beautiful and captivating

Strangeness of our love

I found a sense of peace and clarity

That I had once dreamed of

My dear."

"I have a question."

He sighed. You've been asking a lot of questions lately. Ever the curious one.

"I had a feeling you would still ask even if I told you no, so just go ahead and ask."

"I've been curious about this for a while now, but how did you fall in love with me? And when?"

The sound of writing halted. Yet another strange question.

"Where do you get these questions, I wonder?"

"Well, I've thought about it, and... you've never really shown interest in me before. So I was surprised that you accepted my impromptu confession that time."

Your alarm interrupted your explanation.

"...Guess I have to go now. Can't let Luke wait for me," you said as you left a peck on his cheek. "Don't overwork yourself when I'm gone, 'kay?"

"You should go now, lest you want to be late for your appointment with the chihuahua."

"Luke would complain nonstop if he heard you call him that," you spoke as you open the office door.

"Yes, I can imagine that. But it's not like I'm lying."

You shook your head. "I'll be going now. See you later, Lucifer."

"Yes. Do enjoy your time outside with Luke."

He watched as the door to his office closed once more. Moments after he resumed his halted paperwork, his mind replayed your question.

"When, huh?"

He wonders.

.

.

.

He found you strange. You were teleported from the human world to the Devildom, yet the glimmer in your eyes was unmistakable. You actually found your predicament interesting, like a kid seeing a brand new toy on sale.

A bushy-tailed fool amongst demons that has the ability and will kill you without batting an eye. He mused. Would you be able to survive your year in this realm?

To his surprise, you had adapted well to your new environment. Sure, Mammon and his younger brothers had something to do with it, but it was still an incredible feat for a human with no experience with supernatural stuff before the exchange program.

However, he was also suspicious of how you seemed to enchant his younger brothers so much so that they were willing to tie themselves down with a pact.

So he observed you.

But the more he watched from afar, the more he found himself falling for your charms.

It was ridiculous for him to fall for a human, he thought. And it was more ridiculous to fall for a human so stubborn as a mule.

He tried to reason with himself. It was stupid. It was...

But demons were creatures unable to resist temptation for long. And so, like Newton's apple, he fell. He fell for the human who had caused him several headaches. He fell for those fiery eyes that showed no fear in front of him. He fell for your personality which he once found oh-so annoying. He fell for your smile. He fell for your kindness and warmth. He fell for your strength and determination. He fell for your strangeness. He fell for you.

How strange indeed.

.

.

.

Several months had passed. The sparks you had ignited in his heart have now become a raging flame. Yet he couldn't bring himself to confess to you. Not when he treated you coarsely before.

He wants to make it up to you.

And so, he began to show his affection in little ways. He helped you with your homework. He helped you with your tasks. He gave you little tokens that reminded him of you as a gift. And it made you smile, and his heart fluttered at the sight of it.

But he wondered. If he told you what he felt, would you accept it?

The uncertainty tortured him. Especially when he knew that he had rivals who also yearned for your heart.

He wished that he had answers.

And answers, he received.

When you confessed in the spur of the moment, he felt his heart leap from his chest. He didn't care if you meant it or not.

"I- I, too, feel the same. I love you, MC. With all my heart."

Ah, he had finally said it.

Tender obsidian and ruby eyes met yours as he cups your face.

"...May I kiss you?"

You nodded slowly in reply.

And with that, the distance between you was closed. Your lips were like what he imagined and more. Soft, sweet, and warm.

And at that moment, he felt pure tranquility and adoration well up within him.

He does not know how or when he fell in love with you. But he does know that he would give anything just to have even a sliver of your time and affection.

You were strange, and that baffled him. Yet that same strangeness had brought him immeasurable bliss he never knew he could have.

[soursvgar]

could i please request mammon with a reader who has extreme anxiety, so at first they just followed him around like a duckling would its mother and always looked to him out of everyone for help with things?

~generally, theyre just obviously most comfortable with him and favor him most because of it; being more expressive and stuff around him while being more on the reserved, shy side with the rest of his brothers. id just imagine him pretending to be annoyed but secretly enjoying the attention lolol!

"It is the fear of the unknown that makes you stick to what's familiar, a sense of home in a foreign place."

Mammon x gn! reader (ft. Leviachan)

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Home is a place for your heart to rest at ease, and in the depths of the devildom— it simply could not. It is quite the peculiar opportunity you were given, living among creatures who are different from you, and allegedly, stay protected. Perhaps even too good to be a real opportunity, but who can blame the human for fearing for their life? It is in fact, a constant worry for the fragile, feeble human race. It isn't a surprise that you had latched onto the nearest, closest form of a warm human connection you could've achieved in the short time upon your arrival.

Mammon is not like the others. Maybe it’s his withstanding patience, or maybe it’s the deep, intent gaze he's wearing every time you express even an inkling of fear, focusing on validating your emotions while simultaneously, assuring you of your guaranteed safety. With him by your side, you had almost forgotten of your whereabouts, and the creatures lurking around the corners, possibly just waiting for a moment you're alone. For this reason, letting him venture on his own, away from your vicinity, is something you are too afraid to do.

"Human, I told you to stop following me. It's too annoying, I have things to get to- places to be. I can't have ya on my arm all day like a lost puppy." Mammon mutters, shaking his head as you request to accompany him on his schedules. "Why don't ya go play with Levi or something?" He suggests, regretting it almost instantly when he notices your eyes drooping with dejection. However, this is a teaching moment for him, as he expects the rest of his brothers to protect you as well, and to develop some sort of a connection, or a sense of responsibility, at the very least. And with a heavy heart, he leaves.

You're unsure of what you're supposed to do; should you wait in your room, alone? Or is that a bit too- pathetic? You didn't want to use this word, but that is indeed the way you feel. You look down the dim hallway, wondering if you should take up on Mammon's suggestion. After all, he is in fact trying to help, right? And you should, eventually, step out of your shell, because it could be fun- maybe. Your legs are trembling as they lead you right outside the door of Leviathan's room, shaky fingers curl before they make contact with the cold, coated material.

"What is it?" The reply is immediate, flustering you as it sounds querulous enough to make you want to back away. Before you do, however, the door swings open, revealing an impatient looking demon- but his expression changes once he figures who's behind the door. "O-Oh, it's you. I thought it was one of my annoying brothers bothering me while I'm testing one of my new games." Say something, come on. You try to urge yourself, but the sounds just barely come out. "U-Um..." You stutter, hoping Levi doesn't shut the door in your face for taking too long to form a sentence.

"Do you... want to come in?" He offers, widening the gap between the door and it's frame as he gestures for you to enter. You thank him quietly and settle inside, the blue tint giving the room a strangely relaxing aura. "You like it? The colors?" Levi questions shyly, noticing your gaze being fixated on the decor.

It's a slightly awkward encounter to say the least, but if you already had to pick a brother to interact with while forcing yourself out of a crippling social anxiety, Levi is most likely a safe beginner's level choice as he's probably just as sheepish as you, if not more. Moreover, as soon as you start engaging with his hobbies, he does a big chunk of the talking, helping you ease into the situation and making you more comfortable around him by the minute. Perhaps Mammon knew what he was saying.

Time passes rather quickly. Engrossed in the flashing images on the screen, neither you or Levi pay attention when the door creaks open; at least not until an audible sigh is heaved, tearing your eyes away from the game the two of you bickered about. "You really are here..." Mammon breathes in relief. Was he... worried about you? No, it can't be, can it? "Not like I care! Or anything..." He quickly adds. "But I figured I'd find you in your room... waiting." Lowering his tone in the last word, he avoids your eyes.

"I was playing games with Levi!" You approach Mammon, full of glee. He offers a content smile and instinctively reaches to ruffle your hair before retracting his hand back, cheeks tinted at his sudden gesture. "Excuse me? It wasn't just games, it was THE game. Exuberant story telling with a cutthroat plot projected in the latest high definition graphics aspects, the animation is so good it feels like the characters are trying to murder us in real life!!" Leviathan intervenes, thankfully cutting through your blundering interaction with Mammon.

Later that night, Mammon finds yet another silly excuse in order to be let inside your room; sprawled on your bed, he watches as you prepare your backpack for the next day. "Did you have fun with Levi?" He blurts out, causing you to avert your gaze back to him and nod in agreement. "But not too much fun, right?" He raises an eyebrow, seating up from his previous position. "What are you talking about?" You chuckle, accompanying him on the bed as you take a seat next to him.

"Ya know I only rejected you so that you can be closer with the rest of my brothers, right? You need to be bustin' it with other demons here so that ya'll can have fun even when I'm not around. But... I mean, you can't get too comfy with them, ya feel? You're still my human, even if its burdensome to take care of ya-" He pauses, waiting for a reaction from you, but only to be met with silence on your part. "Okay... it's actually not that burdensome- or at all. I like havin' you around and I wouldn't mind if you were hangin' with me all day- but I'm doing this for you! You should show all these peeps what you got, y'know?" Mammon gently tugs on your sheets as he speaks, purposely looking away from you. He twitches at the abrupt sensation of your weight on his shoulder, glancing back at you to realize you are laying your head on him. "I know, you were looking out for me."

He grins, encircling his arm around you to pull you closer. "I'll always look out for you, human."

[inhuman-obey-me]

this may not be exactly your kinda thing, but i'll throw this in your askbox just in case, for the 2.7k+ follower event~

may i have,,, 🌚 but with mc as the focus, and satan in the background. i just want... mc getting. a littol angwy. a littol evil.

satan is so proud of you but you - you can't believe you did this, this is crazy, no, really - but he insists, it's fine, it's fine...

come on now, you didn't expect to make pacts with seven demons and come out unscathed, did you?

Apologies for how late this is!!! Thank you for your patience. :')

Now, this isn't quite your request, only in that we like to write MCs that are open to the darker side of things...but hopefully this still kinda works for what you were looking for!

"I want to release the darkest side of me." - Satan/MC

You hadn’t meant for it to go this far. 

That’s what you keep telling yourself, fingers curled inward so tightly that nails dig into the skin of your palms. You can still feel it – the power that lies just beneath your skin, the power that has sunk deep into your bones. So easily can it rip through the sinews, so easily can you be consumed. 

It was a skill you had to learn, this control. You were no mere human, after all, but a sorcerer powerful enough to rival and even surpass Solomon the Wise himself. A human who had quite remarkably made pacts with the seven rulers of Hell, seven of the most powerful creatures in existence. A human who, with one simple command, could bring all seven of them to their knees at once – all without breaking a sweat. 

So why did these lesser demons think they could best you? Taunt you? Harm you? 

Foolish bastards, you think. Pathetic.  

And this wrath, fire at your fingertips, is a rage that brings out its Avatar’s sharp and menacing grin as he watches you from the shadows. Eyes of viridian glowing in delight, he slowly brings himself to your side, steps echoing against stone. 

“Well, MC. That was quite a show. I didn’t even need to step in.” He whispers into your ear, hovering just over your shoulder. “...How are you feeling?” 

“Fantastic.” The word slips through your lips without second thought. “I didn’t even realize you were here.”

“Oh, I only showed up a few moments ago. I felt a strong emotional pull through our pact and thought you might be in danger – but obviously, you handled yourself quite well.” He surveys the scene before you with a hum of approval. There, amid broken furniture and ash-covered walls, were the mangled bodies of three demons. Not quite dead, but a far cry from good health. 

“I’m…not quite sure what happened.” It starts to dissipate, that flame and fury that had set your chest ablaze. “The rage just took over at one point and I couldn’t help but use my magic to get them to leave me alone.” You close your eyes, telling yourself to breathe. “All I could think about was wiping those smiles off of their faces and breaking their hands for trying to touch me.” 

“And you’ve done just that. An excellent job, I have to say.” He cannot hide the glee in his voice, the satisfaction he gets from feeding off of your wrathful outburst. But then, his smile falters. “...Are you okay? Are you hurt?” 

“I’m fine, I think.” Slowly opening your eyes, you look down at your hands. Traces of blood and soot cover your skin. “You know, it’s been strange, ever since I’ve unlocked my magical ability and learned to tap into my power. Your power.” Flexing your fingers, you turn to fix your gaze on Satan. “It’s been overwhelming, having to learn so much in such a short amount of time. And there are times I want to release the darkest side of me, all of the parts of me I’ve forced deep down inside to be a good person, a good human. It’s tempting. To just … let go.”

“You’re in the Devildom, love.” Satan smirks, bringing himself to stand in front of you. A hand goes to cup your chin, his gaze intense as he looks deep into your eyes. “You’re allowed to let go sometimes. I encourage you to.”

“Well, of course you do.” A lighthearted scoff, you slightly shake your head with a smile. “But, how the hell am I going to explain this to Diavolo?”

“You won’t.” Satan places a light kiss on your cheek before releasing your jaw. Now with an arm around you, he leads you out of the room with a smug grin, throwing one last glance to your victims with delight. 

“Leave it all to me.”

[oboy-me]

> i’d love to get like headcanons for the bros with a m!mc who has a habit of collecting things?? like whether it’s just pretty rocks he finds on the ground or some random collectible GAKSHTKDJDKS IT IS GODS GUESS what he has like 50 of in his room!!!

     Hello anon!! Thank you for being the first request on the blog! 💖 One habitual collecting M!MC coming right up for you! To preface this, this is my first ever time sitting down and writing imagine-style requests so if anything isn't right please don't hesitate to shoot me an ask or IM to correct it! 😊

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▸▸ You have a habit; to you it was never a big deal, but to creatures of various core vices, your behavior is a strange little thing to learn about! You've always collected objects for various reasons — perhaps the sentimental value, or just because it looked cool. And... it started to really show in your room.

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Lucifer at first doesn't pay too much attention; you're likely just curious about the Devildom's native geology, and he wont reprimand you for a harmless fascination. It served as a great tie-in for some of your classes at RAD too. However when you started to buy more and more shelves and display cases, he took a lot more notice — he was feeling a Levi 2.0 coming on. But the brothers would often fuel your collection habits, especially Mammon and Leviathan, and would always stand up for you: "He's just collecting some neat stuff! Leave him alone!" So he would... mostly.

He does, however, support your little collection in his own way. You started to receive texts about optimal ways to lay out your gemstones so they took up less space and could still stand out, he helps you pick out shelving that fits your room, and even offers an old storage room in the House of Lamentation to store some things for you to rotate in and out as you please. He does this song and dance with Leviathan already, and at least your hobby is way less intrusive or expensive.

"Y/N... Make sure you do not crowd your room out too much. If something breaks, these may fall and injure you, so please exercise caution. … For my own peace of mind, if nothing else. I know I can't dissuade you from collecting more... nor would I want to. Though they may sparkle and shimmer brightly, the way your own face lights up is far more brilliant than any gemstone could ever hope to be. So please, let me know if I can assist you further."

Mammon is over the moon to hear you pick up little discarded items! That's his human! Sure, you end up keeping them, but Mammon's thrilled nonetheless at the fact that you've got a keen eye for these sorts of things. Initially he uses that as an in for you to unwittingly pluck out some valuable knickknacks that had been discarded for him to pawn off later behind your back, but... Well, when you first discovered what he did and ignored him for a week after you ended up deeply upset, he realized you collected those things for their sentimental value. Oops.

Mammon ends up fretting and eventually tracks the items he sold back down, returning them to you; "Normally I wouldn't be goin' through all this trouble for just one guy but... You're my special human, ya got that?!" And you heard it loud and clear. Now you often find Mammon's crows bringing you new shinies for your collection as part of his gifts to you, and he loves seeing that smile on your face every time you receive a new item for your collection. He sometimes even tries to weave these fantastic stories about how he came across them — nearly always something to amp up how great he is — but in the end you can tell each item was picked out because it fit your collection to a T and he knew you'd love it.

"Don't let the others pick on ya, man... Collectin's a good hobby! Ya never know when somethin' ya picked up could sell for hundreds, thousands, or even millions of Grimm! … But, not that I'd want ya to sell the stuff I gave ya... Hey, you wont go sellin' my gifts off right?! Every one of those little trinkets has a piece of my heart in 'em, so they're stayin' put, ya hear?!"

Leviathan is another one firmly in the encouragement squad; he really can't argue otherwise given he's got the worst collection habit of the brothers rivaled only by Satan's own dragon's hoard of books. When he hears you have a fascination with collecting little chibi figurines, even for series you never watched, he's immediately going on Akuzon and selling you on collecting stuff from the series he likes. This sort of immediately spirals in to a daily routine of you two swapping whose displaying what in which rooms, and needless to say it gives Lucifer a hell of a migraine to figure out what's going on. And if anyone pick on you for collecting "girlish" stuff as a guy, Levi's gonna step in to verbally berate them; he's knocking at the knees later on, but hey, no one picks on his follow otaku!

As you two grow closer, Leviathan finds himself buying more of these figurines for you, often making up some kind of excuse: "This one is part of that Devi-Sentai set, so I went ahead and got it for you!" or "This one just has to be displayed with her twin sister, it's total blasphemy to the otaku culture to have one but not the other!" … In truth, he's just glad to see you smile and enjoy his company, and these figurines are the excellent bridge that brought you two closer. Now it's just something you two do together without thinking about it.

"Hey, Y/N! There's gonna be this new sale for figurines going on at the next Ruri-Hana concert; you can't get these anywhere in the three realms otherwise, so let's go together, okay?! You being there will ease my poor heart and make all those crowds much more bearable too s-so you have to say yes!"

Satan is another one who gets the whole hoarding thing but excuses his own as a quest for knowledge rather than anything frivolous like Mammon or Leviathan, so when he sees you collecting origami initially he's rather perplexed by it. Why origami? Why so many of them? Were you building an army of familiars to one day unleash on everyone? As interesting as that would be to use on Lucifer, you inform him it's just something you collect because seeing them dancing and swaying in the ambient light of the moon is a sight you'd never get anywhere else. … Colour him intrigued, so he spends a night over and immediately understands the fascination once the lights are turned off.

After that, Satan offers you a few origami pieces of his own to add to the collection, most being unsurprisingly feline in design; he's just pleased to be able to contribute in a meaningful way to your happiness, even if the others call it a silly hobby. One day he even leaves you an intricate origami cat that has writing on it — a poem he wrote to you to wish for your happiness before he folded it up in just the perfect way to reflect the key words. It's just another in a sea of quirky little additions, but he finds that's what makes you so special.

"I don't see many men, much less human ones, getting in to such a delicate hobby, but I think it suits you if I might be honest. When I first saw all their paper figures sway and sparkle like the stars in your room, it reminded me of how your own eyes shine when you're overtaken by joy. I want to continue seeing that cute face of yours, Y/N — whether through more of these origami, or through other ventures."

Asmodeus saw you going out to buy little dolls when you started earning Grimm and almost immediately became rather curious what you were doing with them; he hardly was one to judge, but he heard men in the human world hardly ever touched dolls. He'd tail you sometimes to see you were meticulous in which one you picked, sometimes even going out to buy or commission clothes to be made for them — and that's when it hit him. This would be the perfect chance to get you to notice his impeccable fashion tastes through making clothing for your dolls! Though he hadn't quite anticipated you having so many in your room, that too would actually become part of the fun plan he had cooked up.

"Let's plan up a fashion show for them, Y/N!" You were surprised to see Asmodeus carrying a whole box of doll-sized clothes in one arm and a box of human-sized clothes in the other; he brought the wardrobes to your room where he let you pick the dolls and he pieced together the outfits for them following a theme. You both then made an impromptu catwalk to strut your stuff for the miniature audience, with Asmodeus especially enamored with you and the reserved little way you walked. He expressed that it was lots of fun and gave him plenty of fun ideas for outfits, so he'd definitely be an avid supporter of your doll collection where possible and would love to do that more in the future.

"Y/N! Wasn't that just so much fun?! ♥♥♥ Ooooh, I hope those little dolls enjoyed seeing our beautiful selves put on that show for them! I'll make sure to find more for our audience in the future~ And if anyone gives you hassle over trying to buy more, you call me and only me to your side to deal with them okay? ♥♥♥"

Beelzebub … tries to understand. When it comes to collecting anything, he's never really understood why people keep so many things that couldn't even be eaten or enjoyed beyond looking at them. The first time he stumbled in to your room to see tons of Devildom sports cards all proudly on display however, well... shocked was certainly one word to use. He'd only ever purchased those for any of the snack promos that came with them and gave the cards away after that — to see they ended up in your hands was quite interesting to him.

At least it gives him an idea of how to spend some time with you; he sits down with you in your room and helps you catalogue your cards, then looks up on Akuzon the remaining ones you still need that are tied to any food or drink promos. You both end up going a little overboard with it, but the look on your face when you unwrapped that premium foil Fangol card you've been dying for was worth the lectures from Lucifer about flooding the common rooms out with boxes of snacks again.

"Y/N, if there's a day where I end up getting a card made after me, I'll make sure to get it for you before anyone else. And you'll have my signature on it, too. I don't really get the buzz around it personally since you can't eat them, but I like helping you get them. Your smile is the most precious thing to me, maybe even more than cheeseburgers... so I want to see you smile a lot."

Belphegor doesn't understand at all initially, assuming he even noticed at first. It takes him longer to pick up on what you're doing due to the initial hostility, but once he's clued in, this demon gets really confused. Isn't it a lot of effort to go and get a collection together? And for what purpose? When he takes a visit to your room it only generates more questions than answers upon seeing you hoarding a collection of old maps of the Devildom; they were all outdated and wrong anyways, what was the appeal?

Eventually though as the two of you draw closer he starts to see a value in those maps; some may even show places that were omitted from the new maps, some may contain history of buildings once there then removed off the face of the layer they once occupied, some may even have hidden napping spots. When he gets the idea of wanting to take a trip with you and Beel, the idea of the maps clicks and you find he's suddenly buying up or earning some more for you through favors he accrues.

"When you, Beel, and I take that trip we've been dreaming of... I want you to bring copies of these maps with us, okay? That way we can discover things no one else has seen in hundreds of years, maybe even centuries... Then we can lay under the stars together, far, far away from all the commotion. I think it sounds like a fantastic idea... That way me and Beel can spoil our favourite boy without ever having to worry about our brothers catching wind of it. What do you think, Y/N?"

Thank you again anon for sending this in! I hope these were to your liking! 😊💖

[torihakaraublog]

Obey Me! Nightbringer "Trick or Treat!" Pop Quiz

!SPOILER WARNING!

My thoughts on the Halloween 2023 event!

It was my first year doing a HDD time pop quiz and it did not disappoint! I’m not sure if they have the same Halloween costumes every year (that would not surprise me), but Beel and Bel’s really stood out to me! They are so cute yet Beel’s also feels really sexy! The other character outfits weren't bad, but just didn’t interest me as much. MC’s costume was not specified I don’t think? Which is always appreciated. 

Lucifer: Vampire

Mammon: Mummy

Levi: Bakeneko (Devinyan from Mononoke Land)

Satan: Skeleton 

Asmo: Witch

Beel + Bel: Werewolves 

Diavolo: Frankenstein 

Barbatos: Zombie 

Solomon: ghost??

Simeon: ghost??

Luke: Pumpkin

(options go with Beel or Bel)

Even tho Beel was really pulling me in I felt like I had to follow Bel because he was the one that technically asked. 

Learning about Devildom (and surrounding domains) flora, fauna and food is one of my favorite parts of the game because they are so wild. Barbatos + Diavolo teaching you about the one-eyed chameleon filled that need. And it becomes our little shoulder friend TwT

Barbatos: “It changes its colouring to blend in with its surroundings, leaving only its eyeball visible. As a result, people do tend to mistake it for a wandering oculus.”

I really loved the Halloween Cafe theme! It's something I would attend if it was in my area and I love making specialty foods/drinks for myself so doing it with the OM family was awesome! You see a lot of themed cafes for school festivals in anime + manga. 

Later on when we are making recruitment posters:

MC: “Wow Barbatos. That…is a very realistic drawing.”

Barbatos: “While it may frighten some viewers…” 

I could hear the warning that plays after tv commercials in my head xD Also the poster drawings made me think of me and my sister prepping halloween treat bags, drawing little creatures on them. Very comfy vibes :3 A troublesome kitty gets involved leaving lil footprints of paint everywhere! So cute!

Its cute monsters showed up for the interviews, perfect Halloween interaction, but… no monster sprites :( So sad. Please Solmare make npc sprites! Or at least some new/special backgrounds. The sprites don’t need to be detailed, but it would have made the scenes with monsters so much better!

The monsters included were; mummy, skeleton, zombie and pumpkin spirit.

Does a pumpkin spirit just look like a see through pumpkin? Or like a genshin Seelie?

I did like there was a few interactions with the monsters; Mammon becoming friends with the mummy. The skeleton trying to help lift heavy things, but falls apart. The spirit drawing a face on the pie in secret while we were baking (Yay to Asmo joining us in the kitchen!).

And then there's Barbatos hilarious and painfully relatable situation of being pursued by the zombie. Poor guy is continuously asked out (then proposed to) by a co-worker he has no interest in but can’t fire them because they are a good worker. A horrible situation to be in, but great plot wise. Barbatos always ends up in strange situations like that. 

Thirteen 

Has selective hearing and only hears the trick part of trick or treat, luckily she is stopped before ruining cafes xD

Mephi

Of course needs to get his nose in everything.

Raphael 

Still don’t know how he can eat Solomon’s cooking without dying.

Micheal gives me helicopter parent vibes ‘I must make sure my son is looking proper on this occasion!’ or ‘I really hope he looks horrible, he can’t look better than me.’ But fr he must really miss his brothers TwT

When the monsters started to surround everyone and wanted to force us to be friends I was like “Noooo we can be friends normally! Friends don’t hold other friends hostage!” Then after they lost the games we had to do all the work at the cafes T_T. They even gave us trick candy later…

Very glad Beel offered to help Luke in the pumpkin rolling. Always nice to see Beel being assertive :3 

But seriously who is naming these??

(Options pick Diavolo or Satan to play the game)

While Diavolo has been in the Devildom longer then Satan  and have more hands on experience I feel Satan has done more in depth research so would know the bone structures better. And I was correct!

Break times! 

Allowed some one-on-one (and small group) time which characters. 

Lucifer 

Lucifer: “It would be nice to do something Halloween-esque with you, no matter how brief.”

MC: “Treat for you!”

Lucifer: “...These look handmade, too. I promise to savor them.”

Mammon

Mammon being cutely jealous :3 

Asmo

MC: “Which of those are you gonna to give me?”

Asmo: “A treat obviously! You get to eat me! <3”

MC: “Could I have a kiss, then?”

I’m always fully down to give Asmo little cheek kisses :3

Levi

Levi: “Halloween’s really just another holiday for normies…”

MC: “Trick or treat!”

Levi: “Are you going to give me a demonstration? Okay, um… I’ll go with trick I guess.”

MC: *lil mwah nervously*

Poor boy was having a hard time interacting with customers, but apparently he was feeling some kind of way! What was that?! Also this might have been our first nightbringer kiss :0 i’m sure it looked awkward as hell. (Lil sidebar - my MC has been hesitant to be intimate with Levi knowing he doesn't know their true feelings for him.)

Simeon

Cookies from Simeon, yes please!!

Belphegor 

He was just full of sass lol

Luke

I would like this plushy. 

Satan

Laughing so hard at Satan excitedly eating a cat shaped treat and now having to meow after every sentence xD

MC: “Mind if I try trick or treating with you, too?”

Satan: “...Honestly, I think I’ve had my fill of treats, meow. Especially since that last batch went so well for me, meow.”

MC: *cheek kiss*

Very simple interaction, but very sweet. 

Beel

You did so well Beel! I’ll gladly except them and we can share!

Diavolo 

MC: “Trick or treat, Diavolo!” 

Diavolo: “In that case, allow me to give you some sweets. It’s some chocolate that i’ve gotten somewhat addicted to lately. I hope that you’ll enjoy it, too.”

MC basically says this last part to Diavolo in the fic I posted for his birthday xD

Really appreciate that they acknowledged Diavolo’s birthday. More flashbacks to my fic reading this scene. 

We also got to see Little D No.2 in this story! I felt so bad for him tho! Was so worried Thirteen would make him miss the cafe, so glad he didn’t! That lil guy deserves so much love <3 he works so hard! 

Cards

All the cards were beautiful! Beel and Bel UR cards were so well done! I only got “Halloween Presents SSR” but it's the first time I've got any event card so I'm super happy about it!

Overall very pleased. This story was pretty well put together! Hope to see this quality at least for pop quizzes going forward <3

(I guess we will find out tomorrow with the new event coming out O.o)

[sinfvlwishs]

things i think levi has said before:

about a spider or a small reclusive creature: i think i can sympathize with a creature who wants to get back to its room. about the same spider: spiders are just reclusive creatures who like to make their homes in dark places. what's not to love? after walking around a place for a long time on vacation while satan reads the map: does that map recommend a good place to vomit? after mammon asks levi a bunch of questions about things he remembers from a prior family vacation: hey mammon, remember the time you asked me too many questions so i pushed you facedown into the ground and sat on your head to get you to shut up? after the power's been out during ridiculous weather: so we're stuck indoors without any fresh food, water, or heating. ...and no wifi. NO. WIFI. i mean. we're talking about life and death here! life ... and DEATH. basically whenever mammon decides to do something stupid/reckless and satan/one of the other brothers asks if they're just gonna let him go and do it: nope. we're gonna watch, we're gonna laugh, and i'm gonna record it for posterity. after asmo asks him to go on an "adventure" which means a picnic in the park: ...this "adventure" wouldn't happen to take place OUTSIDE, now, would it? you know how i feel about being outside! there's too much fresh air, pollution, and don't get me STARTED on the wildlife! whenever mammon speaks for too long at once: ohh, it hurts! the sound of him talking! mammon mentioning his experience with kissing someone: no way, did they puke? after finding a strange small creature with odd behaviors in the devildom: aww, it's kinda cute. in a creepy, gross, weird sorta way. kinda like you, mammon. after getting into an elevator but then suddenly a bunch of people come into it: ughhhh there's too many people in here...! levi: ugh, why can't school start at like, two in the afternoon? satan: ...and end at 2:15? levi: yes!