#help chat lucifer is in heat again

[radarchives]

What a bad boy you are... come sit on my lap. - Lucifer

"What a kind offer, don't mind if I do then," Radarchives chuckled lightly as they brushed their bleach-damaged hair behind their ear. "I have issues you can't even fathom, my sweet pr- SIKE!"

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"BEGONE FOUL SPECTRE BEGONE!!"

[luvfy0dor]

Bites or Hickeys? Various x GN!Reader ੈ✩‧₊˚

Warnings; suggestive, obv biting, hickeys, perhaps ooc,

Fandoms; Bungo Stray Dogs, Death Note, Attack on Titan, Obey Me

A/n; ogs remember when I was purple, but anyways happy 1 year of writing to me!! I'm super proud of my account and I'm so insanely thankful for all the love I've received and acquaintances/friends I've made. Thank you guys so much <3 even tho there have been times where I really thought I'd quit, I kept going and I'm so grateful I did

Bites ★

The feeling of their teeth sinking into your skin makes them feel almost electric, as if a spark has been lit inside their chest and cause an explosion of carnal desire. Some are softer with it, kissing and licking over the imprints of their teeth to soothe the mild pain it might have caused, but others just bite and move on to the next unoccupied spot. They can't help how desperate they are for you and to prove to themselves that they have you, and their affectionate gestures prove that theyre yours. After all, they'd never do the same for anyone else. Ofcourse after the heat of the moment died down, whether they were gentler or rougher earlier, they'd kiss over the indents and whisper soft praises and murmurs about whatever came to mind. Moments like those were their favorites- second to the actual rendezvous, ofcourse.

• RANPO, Dazai, Akutagwa, Kaji, Twain, Sasha, Zeke, Pieck, MELLO, Belphie, Satan, Leviathan

Hickeys ★

They prefer giving hickeys, sometimes because they think it's classier than biting, and others because they don't want to hurt you by biting too hard. They will, however, make you look just as ravaged, littering your pretty skin with dark, organically shaped marks. Their hands pin your wrists above your head while they suck and lick at your neck, humming as if they were enjoying a meal made by a world-class chef. Their eyes would flicker up to meet yours every now and again, lips curling upwards as they shove one of their knees between yours, allowing you to grind against their thigh while they make quick work of undoing your top and belt. They're far more shameless when they're leaving them along your thighs, so shameless that you almost look like you were bruised- no one was going to see them anyways, so why should they be modest? They'd be lying if they said being able to claim you in such a way didnt turn them on. ♡⁠˖

• fyodor, Sigma, Kunikida, Ango, Mori, Fitzgerald, Fukuzawa, Margaret, Poe, Erwin, Mikasa, Reiner, Historia, Lucifer

Both! ★

They simply can't choose, whether adorning your neck and thighs in dark, dotted half-moons or burgundy splotches, they can't get enough of you. They usually leave them in concealed places, but sometimes it's so difficult to not mark you up all over, especially when you're writhing underneath them and clinging to them like a vice because their lips and mouth just feel that good. You'd intertwines your fingers in their hair, pulling them closer or tugging them away when you're lying breathlessly in the wrinkled and messy sheets. They'd ask you if it's too much, rubbing circles into the sides of your hips with a wide, cheeky grin. God, you looked so good underneath them, all bashful and shy with your eyes half lidded and your lips slightly agape. Your labored breaths and quiet sighs were like music to their ears, so really, how could they choose just one when they could give you both and double the fun? ♡⁠˖

• NIKOLAI, Chuuya, yosano, bram, Oda, Atsushi, Lucy, Mushitaro, Tecchou, Tachihara, Eren, jean, Connie, Armin, Hange, maybeee levi, Ymir, Matt, Matsuda, Misa, im torn between both and neither for L, Mammon, Asmo, Beel

Neither ★

They prefer not to leave a physical mark on you, but rather give you a good time to remember them by. A mark will fade quicker than a memory. ♡⁠˖

• Nathaniel Hawthorne, Light, Jouno

A/n: hey chat I didn't realize today was my anniversary so I kinda speedran the characters, it might not be SUIUUPER in character so I'm sorry 😞

[sciencebecameouraddiction]

if you keep undressing me with your eyes, i’m going to catch a cold.

alastor, lucifer, rosie, husk

⌇alastor

you looked the radio demon up and down, thinking that doing so from the farthest corner of the bar would ensure he didn’t see you. it’s not like you could help it though. alastor had switched out his normal suit for a gorgeous red velvet, his hair pulled up with what looked like braids in it, no doubt nifty’s doing. you took a sip of your drink and looked down, seeing him look up at your area of the bar.

you had been doing this since you had sat down at the bar. watching him interact with patrons and royalty, who were there to have their pocket books pried open for some funding as well as support for the hotel. it wasn’t an easy task by any means even with lucifer in support of the idea and here tonight. you were supposed to be chatting people up as well, but after the first guy you spoke to kept his hand on your arm for a little too long, you decided you were too sober for all of this.

you saw alastor’s attention be pulled else where, giving you your cue to look back up. he was angled away from you and you gulped audibly. the way the jacket fit his frame, his hair style complimented his long neck, and how his waist looked so deliciously tiny made your stomach warm and your face heat. you had zoned out, your mind taking you to an alternate reality where you had a chance of slipping off that coat of his… you shook your head and your eyes locked with alastor’s. you’re not sure how it was possible but your face heated even more, almost burning with the blush you had at being caught. you couldn’t look away though, even as he smirked at you.

you swallowed heavily and shakily took a sip of your drink as you saw him depart from whoever he was talking to, walk up to the bar and stand close next you.

“just a few fingers of that old rye you have back there.” alastor requested, and husk nodded turning away. giving alastor a chance to look down at you. you felt yourself shrink under his gaze as he smiled again, almost like a smirk. he grabbed the glass husk handed to him and you watched intently as he brought the glass up to his lips and sipped his drink, glancing at his neck and the way it moved. flickering your eyes back up to his as his grin widened. he bent down at his waist, you both face to face now.

“if you keep undressing me with your eyes, i’ll catch a cold darling.” he murmured to you, as your eyes widened and you looked down ashamed. alastor chuckled and you felt his finger draw your face up to look at you again.

“cat got your tongue?” he asks, smirking. you try and speak but no words come out and you feel your face and now arms burning. you take your cool hands and place them on your cheeks. he draws them away, holding them.

“don’t do that. i like the red color. red as blood.” he says, kissing your right cheek, then straightening up and taking his drink and himself back into the middle of the party, shooting glances at you from time to time as you still just watched him charm the crowd.

⌇lucifer

there were many benefits to being with the king of hell. you practically never had to worry about anything, be that financial or even emotional or physical. you knew lucifer had you covered. he was in your corner. once word got around that you were dating the king of hell, the perks increased. you’d walk into a shop and the attendants wouldn’t let you buy anything. there was just a small ask to post it on sinstagram or voxtube and review it. which you never minded, but then that oddly started an influencing career in hell. that definitely was not something on your bingo card for when you died.

right now though, you were faced with the biggest detractor of dating the king of hell. he had to attend this gathering. very boring, and you felt your eyes glaze over as you sipped lucifer’s appletini he left. you watched him converse with this group of royalty and business people, you being the only one left at the table. not that you minded and no, you didn’t want to go make conversation over there. you sighed and decided to use this opportunity to really admire lucifer.

he was dressed in his suit but instead of the white base he wore around normally, the suit was gold with red accents. and it just brought out his eyes so well. he looked ethereal standing there, talking to those people. you gave him a once over and all you could think about was getting him out of that damn suit that fit him so well. just imagining him underneath you, panting and sobbing for-

“if you keep undressing me with your eyes, i might just catch a cold.” you hear lucifer’s voice in your ear. your gasp sounding more like a moan when he grabs the appletini in your hand and throws it back in one drink.

“undressing you? you were already undressed in my mind. already on the bed if i’m honest.” you murmur to him and watch the blush take his cheeks.

“this boring you?” he asks smiling.

“desperately.” you look at him. “we should go back home. we can pick up where i left off envisioning you on our bed underneath me… begging for more.” you grin wickedly as lucifer gulps. he quickly makes his way over to the group, explaining something and you see them all nod. he quickly makes his way back to you and takes your hand, waiting for you to get up. then he all but drags you out of the venue.

“let’s go home.”

⌇rosie

you had told rosie she should wear her new dress. and damn it she was so excited about it, that of course you said yes. now… a part of you regretted saying she should as one of the gentleman in cannibal town kept talking rosie up while she was checking out a long line of patrons. you tried to breathe as you just watched rosie. you knew she was capable of taking care of herself. you watched how she nimbly packed up different items, wrapping them all while charming all around her. her figure was so graceful and the dress hugged her just right, accentuating her waist. you bit your lip watching her. both of your eyes widening as you caught each others gaze.

you blushed deeply while she smirked at you and checked out the last guest in line. finally she took a second to come over to you.

“if you keep undressing me with your eyes, i’m going to catch a cold darling.” she purred as she strode up to you. you saw behind her the same gentleman watching the both of you, his gaze hungry. you glared at him as you grabbed a bit of rosie’s skirt possessively, but not wanting to make a show. she chuckled.

“he’s really got you worked up, don’t he?” she asked.

“he keeps flirting with you. it’s disgusting.” you comment, looking at rosie. she hums and pulls you up so you were standing. she still towered over you, as she gently maneuvered you face to look up at her. she smiled again, licking her lips and she bends down and kisses you. your eyes widen as you throw your arms around her neck, reaching up on your tip toes to get closer.

you hum into the kiss, gently weaving your fingers in rosie’s hair and pulling at her nape. you feel the growl that comes from her, slightly panting as she break.

“get a fuckin’ room! absolutely disgusting. there are children!” you hear susan yell and you sigh. you hands at rosie’s waist, absentmindedly rubbing over the boning in the dress.

“i think you need to get back to the shop.” you sigh and rosie nods. “anything i can help with?”

“sit there and look pretty for me?” she asks and you laugh, nodding. you turn to the check out area and smile even brighter.

“he’s gone!” you exclaim. happy the guy from before wasn’t in the store.

“oh, yeah. he left right when i kissed you.” she laughed, patting down some of the fizz in your hair. “needed to make sure that everyone else knew who i was with though.” she winks and walks back up to the front counter as you sit back down and sigh. you wondered how you got so lucky.

⌇husk

watching husk talk to other patrons and quickly whip up drinks was a past time of yours that you greatly favored. it was sort of relaxing seeing him in an element that he excelled in, but honestly, just watching him and how good he was with his hands made you blush.

you were currently off, deep in thought, but husk caught your glance. your eyes widen as you try and look away, attempting to save whatever shred of dignity you had by playing it cool. you knew husk wasn’t dumb though. he had seen you staring.

he went back to work quickly enough and you waiting for a few more moments before looking out of the corner of your eye at him, watching him rim a glass with salt. he poured two liquors in at the same time topping off with some red liquid and a lime wedge, pushing it towards a demon who giggled as their hands touched being passed the drink.

you rolled your eyes and as soon as husk’s back was turned you took your opportunity to really look at him. he wore his usual suspenders and pants, but he had slicked back his hair tonight and had on a white button down shirt with suit themed cufflinks. it was an incredibly dapper look and you couldn’t help imagine taking off the damn shirt he was wearing. loosing your grip on reality again, you didn’t notice a drink being slid to you. you hear the drink before seeing it in front of you, looking up, you meet husk’s eyes. a smirk almost tattooed on his face. you blink a few times, trying to understand, when he chuckles.

“if ya keep starin’ at me sweetheart, and undressin’ me with those eyes of yours, i’m gonna catch a cold.” he takes back your old glass and leaves you sitting there bewildered as he helps the next guest. you take a sip and see a slip of paper from under the glass. you squint to read the scrawled handwriting.

“meet me at 1. party should be wrapped up then. you can stare all ya want.”

you placed your hand over the paper and felt your cheeks grow warm. he was going to be the death of you.

[loveydovey-leviathan]

mammon x gn! reader

based on the nightbringer chat where mammon asks you to tell him you love him over and over again.

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it's quiet tonight, you notice.

which is understandable. it's way past the appropriate time for anyone to be awake-- but you know that if you walked through the halls of the house of lamentation, you'd still hear a few of the brothers who reside here still up and quickly acting like they're asleep when lucifer comes in to do his nightly check-in.

you would be more worried about being in mammon's room at this time of night if you didn't already know that lucifer wouldn't mind. it's happened before and it'll happen again.

but something's different. there's nothing unusual about the way mammon's acting around you right now-- his head is tucked on your upper arm as he wraps himself around your body, and your hand goes through his hair in a repetitive motion, a movement you've become familiar with after all these years (not that he knows). all in all, there's nothing strange about tonight, just different.

mammon confirms your thoughts when he asks you "i was wonderin'... how'd you feel about me?"

that... certainly wasn't what you expected.

"what brought that up?"

"look, just lay it out straight for me, okay?"

"i love you," the answer is quick and simple, like it's second nature to you, because that's what loving mammon is-- it's as subconscious as breathing, as easy as blinking. it's sweet and loving because that's how mammon treats you.

heat gathers up in his cheeks and spreads all the way to his neck, like he's surprised at your proclamation of love as though you wouldn't shout it across rooftops. he bunches up the edge of your shirt and fiddles with the loose threads as he thinks of what to say.

"can you say that again?"

"you need some emotional support?" you tease.

he looks like he's going to explode (in a cute way). "i just feel like talkin' to you about this kinda thing, okay?! i can't help it! i gotta check, anytime, anywhere!"

"i love you, mammon," the confession is just as quick as the last one. "feel better now?"

he has a smile on his face, the one that shows his crowsfeet and makes the gold and blue in his eyes swirl together like marbles and jewellery.

"that ain't nearly enough, you gotta tell me a bunch more times!"

"i love you," and this time, you give him a forehead kiss to go with it.

"i love you," another on his nose. and then two more for both his cheeks.

the last one you place is on his lips, a deeper sort of kiss. he leans up to catch your lips on his and he curls his hands deeper into the hem of your shirt as a way to ground himself. he tastes like greed and warmth and want, he feels like everything you could ever need.

when you both part, he looks up at you like you're his heaven.

"...i love you, too."

[imagineanime2022]

Demon Brother's Reactions To "You Need Head/You Want Head?"

Lucifer X Reader Mammon X Reader Leviathan X Reader, Satan X Reader, Asmodeus X Reader, Beelzebub X Reader, Belphegor X Reader

Requested: Anon

Request: This ask is a tad bit nsfw and if you don't want to do that since it's one of your things that you don't do it's alright. I was wondering how the obey me brothers and possibly the dateables would react to a reader who when someone does something nice for them, they'll occasionally just say "you need head/do you want head?" That's something I used to do in my younger years and I believe it's a little funny.

Warning: Slightly spicy, I've never written anything like this before but thought I'd give it a go, please be kind.

Undateables Ver.

Lucifer

📚 Lucifer would have just finished helping you organise something or set something up. 📚 "You need head/do you want head?" 📚 Literally stops what he was doing to look at you, he gives you a minute to confirm a joke. 📚 “I hope you don’t offer everyone that.” “only the hot ones.” 📚 Literally wants to kill you for about 5 minutes before you see a smirk across his face. 📚 This is when you should start to worry, he stands from the desk and closes the distance between you leaning in closer. 📚 He lifts your chin so that you are looking in his eyes “say it again.” 📚 Whether you are the type to tease back or not he’ll likely go as far as getting you on your knees in front of him, he is the avatar of pride after all. 📚 Lucifer is not the type to act on anything past teasing but he’ll give you signs that express how comfortable he is with moving forward he’ll leave everything else up to you. 📚 Will keep the event to himself, there’s no need for his brother to know about this, this is his secret to keep at least until it wins him an argument.

Mammon

💳 He probably bought you something. 💳 "You need head/do you want head?" flustered™ you can see the blush before you’ve even finished the sentence. 💳 “W-what are ya talkin’ about?” 💳 If you are only joking and you start laughing he’ll immediately be back to the only Mammon telling you about how you’d never be good enough for him. 💳 He’d accidentally tell someone what happened, in the heat of the moment or out of anger and will probably twist it to make himself look better. 💳 If you aren’t joking this is where things swing more into your control. “What the hell are ya doin’?” 💳 Mammon is literally the embodiment of a sweaty palmed teen despite the way he acts. I doubt that he has much experience in this field. 💳 Will wait to see what you do next, he’s actually way more nervous than you thought he’d be considering the crowds he’s involved with. 💳 He will not tell anyone if you actually act on this, this is his secret, his own treasure to keep, especially since he has no idea if it’ll happen again. 💳 “Ya really want ta do this right? I never thought this would happen.”

Leviathan

🎮 Levi knows the joke very well with how much time he spends in chat rooms and gaming. 🎮 Still flustered, might even think he heard you wrong “W-what?” 🎮 If you joke around and pretend that you didn’t say anything he’ll be watching you out of the corner of his eye but he probably won’t say anything about it again. 🎮 This is the outcome he expects. Definitely won’t tell his brothers about it. 🎮 He’ll never be able to make the joke in person but it might end up in a text chain as a reference, which he’ll definitely panic about until you answer. 🎮 If you weren’t joking he’s just going to get more flustered as you move in front of him, will literally drop his controller or handheld in favour of trying to pull you from your knees. 🎮 “S-stop you c-can’t do that! You don't want to do that!” 🎮 It’ll take some convincing for him to continue forward but don’t get him wrong. It’s not because he doesn’t want it, it’s more because he doesn’t feel like he deserves it. 🎮 Can't stop himself from talking about all of the things he’s dreamed about or imagined in this time. 🎮 “I never thought this would happen…Are you sure?”

Satan

🐈 Satan was more than likely helping you study. 🐈 "you need head/do you want head?" “Excuse me?” 🐈 If your joking he’ll make you repeat what you said he won’t have you making him think he was crazy. 🐈 Will tell you how stupid your joke is even if there is a small blush on his face. 🐈 Probably reminds you of the joke when he’s looking to win an argument against you and whether it helps or not depends on the type of person you are. 🐈 If you are looking to act on it, you’ll probably end up pinned to the nearest surface, his face close to yours “be careful what you say.” 🐈 His voice is rough but his movements are gentle, he is aware of how fragile you are as a human. 🐈 Will ask you if you’ve asked anyone else the same question. 🐈 He’s possessive so if your answer is que him proving he’s better than anyone else, if your answer is no que him proving he’s the best that you’ll ever have. 🐈 “You’ll never want anyone else once we’re done here, I promise you that.”

Asmodeus

💅 Asmo was probably helping you get an outfit together for a night out or even just getting ready for the night out. 💅 Once you looked at yourself in the mirror and saw how good you looked it just kind of slipped out "you need head/do you want head?” 💅 “Are you offering? Looking like that I’m not sure I could say no.” “…” 💅 Asmo of course isn’t one to force you into anything but he will approach you crowding you as he leans close. 💅 If you lean away from him he’ll laugh off the comment and continue getting ready “you're a funny little human now come on we have a party to get ready for.” 💅 If you don’t he hands will find your waist and you might feel him smirking as he presses kisses to your neck. 💅 He’s the avatar of lust he can literally feel it rolling off of you in waves he might even comment on it if you give him half the chance 💅 Continuing to accept his advances means that you're going to be late or might not even make it to wherever you were going. 💅 If you’re a tease and attempt to walk away he’ll grab you by the wrist and pull you back into his chest. He can tease whoever he wants but they can’t tease him. 💅 “I’ll teach you a lesson for being such a tease, you’ll learn your lesson.”

Beelzebub

🍔 He probably gave you some kind of snack or carried something for you. 🍔 "You need head/do you want head?" Confusion. He understands the components of the joke, not the context 🍔 Does not understand how what he did led you to that as a reward or thank you “is this a human thing?” 🍔 You can explain the joke and he’ll probably still be confused but that’ll probably be where it ends. 🍔 He night ask the others because he’s still confused which sparks a text chain that you’ll never see but will hear quotes from at dinner. 🍔 If you explain it with the intention to follow through, he’s probably the only one besides Levi that will ask if you're sure. “You don’t have to do this, I'll give you food no matter what.” 🍔 You’ll have to tell him a few times that you want to act on the offer and let’s be honest it’ll only take a few confirmations before Beel’s behaviour changes. 🍔 He’ll lift you onto the closest surface and close the space between you. 🍔 Beel’s honest so he’ll likely tell you how he’s feeling in the moment and encourages you to do the same. 🍔 “I know you told me that you want to, but you have to tell me if you want to stop too, promise me.”

Belphegor

💤 He’s probably half asleep as he helps you with whatever you need. 💤 "You need head/do you want head?" He’s no longer sleepy; he's actually looking at you so intensely that you worry you’ve upset him. 💤 “It was just a joke-” “Don’t backtrack you offered me something, I want it.” 💤 If you are joking he’ll roll his eyes and roll over, he won’t be talking to you for a little while mostly because you laughed at him. 💤 Will use it against you whenever he wants something especially if you don’t want people to know about it. 💤 “Look if you don’t want them to hear about your favourite joke you’ll help me prank Lucifer.” 💤 If you're willing to act on it Belphie will call you forward, he won’t be doing any of the work if you actually intended to act on what you said. 💤 Easily the smuggest, he’s not easily flustered and will cancel plans for you if that’s the only reason that you want to renege your offer. 💤 He’s probably one of the most intense of the brothers all things considered, will literally be all for this if he can really have it. 💤 “This is better motivation than anything else."

Request Here!!

[ticklygiggles]

Miya&Mia's Tickletober Day 7 - Playtime

Lucifer x Reader

"If Asmo ever finds out I'm doing this to my hair," you commented, twirling your hair to make yourself a bun. "He's gonna get pissed."

"That is why I'm sending him a picture."

You gasped, turning around to find Lucifer laying in bed with his D. D. D. pointed at you. Your eyes widened and Lucifer's grin only got wider as a mischievous laugh escaped from his lips. 

"Luci, don't you dare!" 

"Asmo," he said as he typed away. "Look what I found your little human doing. I'm sure you've already told them how to take care of their hair, haven't you? So I left this matter at your disposal to reach a solution and- oh!"

Forgetting about your hair, you let it all down as you rushed to Lucifer. He chuckled, jumping off the bed and running away from you. 

"Come back here!" 

This was unexpected... Lucifer was rarely in a playful mode. His eyes were shining mischievously and he was smiling widely, even laughing to himself as you chased him around his room. You couldn't help but smile as well, feeling excited butterflies fluttering inside your stomach at this sudden behavior of his. 

"Lucifer!" 

"And send- ack!" 

You, surprisingly, caught him. Your arms tightened around his waist and with your momentum, you were able to push him back onto the bed. You tried to wrestle him to get his phone, but he quickly hid his D. D. D under his body. 

"What- give it to me!" 

Lucifer grinned. "Why should I? That is my phone." 

You straddled his waist and tried to hug him so you could reach back for his phone, however, he kept fighting your arms, laughing and giggling at seeing you struggling. 

"Luci!" You were a little out of breath already. "If you don't give it to me now I'll-

"You'll what?" He challenged you, showing his fangs as he smirked. 

"I'll-" Your eyes were drawn to a path of exposed milky skin. Lucifer's hips protruded from his pajama pants and your hands immediately latched to them. "I'll tickle you."

Lucifer's eyes widened, but before he could stop you, you were squeezing that terribly ticklish spot right above his hips, those little muscles that made him laugh hysterically if you got him right. 

"AHAHAHA! Lehehehet gohoho!" He cackled, throwing his head back as he weakly tried to push your hands away. 

Tickling was probably the only thing that could incapacitate Lucifer from fighting back that was why he only let himself be ticklish about a few people. You, of course, his brothers and perhaps sometimes Diavolo, just to please him. 

You giggled, feeling him kick behind you as he squirmed and tried to stop your hands. 

"I'm not gonna stop until you delete that picture," you said, your thumbs rubbing circles against those spots, making Lucifer shriek with laughter as his cheeks turned pink. 

His hips twisted, but you followed his every move easily, not letting go of him once. 

"Unhahahand mehehehe!" He said, his laughter turning more desperate the more you tickled him there. 

"I will only if you hand your phone to me," you sang, pinching his hip with one hand and making him jump with loud laughter. "Otherwise you'll die of laughter and-"

"FIHIHINE!" He cried, little tears latched to his lashes. "I'll gihihive it to yohohou!" 

You stopped and Lucifer, giggling and trying to catch his breath, arched his back a little so he could pull his D. D. D out from under him. He gave it to you and you saw Asmo's chat open, but where was the picture? 

"I dihidn't tahake anything," he said and you looked down at him. "I was joking." 

You blinked incredulously. "Ah, so you wanted to play, huh? My Lucifer here wants to be playful? Then I'll have to take care of it."

Lucifer giggled as you put his phone aside and your hands went back to his hips, tickling him all over again. His rich, deep laughter filled the room all over again. 

"How's this, hmm? Did you want me to tickle you like this so you were misbehaving?" You teased, grinning widely and feeling your cheeks heating up looking at his flushed face and smiling mouth. 

How could he be so adorably playful like this? You could tell he was having so much fun right now and your heart fluttered. 

"Hehe, someone here is very ticklish- ah, n-nohoho!" 

"Ihihit's yohohou!" He said, grabbing your waist and tickling you back. 

He soon changed your positions and now you were under him as he tickled you mercilessly, jumping from spot to spot to have you shrieking with loud laughter. 

"Cheheheateheher! Lehehehet gohoho!" 

"I will if you apologize for tickling me," he said smirking down at you. 

"I wohohon't- AHAHAHA plehehease not thehehere!" 

"Are you sure?" 

He really was having fun. Opening one of your tightly shut eyes, you could see his beautiful grin and you felt happiness rushing through him. How could you possibly stop him from acting this way when he rarely did, besides, even though you were laughing your head off, you couldn't lie and say you weren't having fun yourself!

A/N: We've got a trashy fic today huhu, wrote this in a hurry because I didn't have anything ready and I'm crying, but I hope you all enjoy it!

[ang3l-fac33]

sick! lucifer x male! reader oneshot.

genre: fluff!

warnings: maybe ooc?, messy writing

not proofread

you hummed quietly to yourself as you bustled around the kitchen, grabbing a bunch of supplies you’d need to make a nice bowl of soup for your sick partner. you weren’t the best cook out there but lucifer was too sick to take care of himself, and you figured you owe him as much for everything he’s done for you.

as you were cutting up the vegetables to put in the soup, you suddenly feel a pair of arms wrap around your waist and something warm press up against your back. for a moment you froze, but that surprise didn’t last long as you quickly realized who it was.

��lucifer..” you sighed, gently putting down the knife on the counter. “what did i tell you? you need to stay in bed and get some rest.” you had scolded gently, rolling your eyes at the small whine of protest lucifer had made.

you peeled his hands off him before turning around to face him in all his sick glory. his face was flushed with heat, and he was sweating. his hair was sticking to his forehead and a thin line of snot was running down his nose. still he proceeded to look at you with those big puppy eyes he liked to use whenever he wanted something from you.

you learned rather quickly that when lucifer was sick he became more clingy and needy than normal. it was honestly really cute but you knew that rest was the most important thing here.

lucifer just pouted and tried to cling to you again. “but i miss you..” he mumbled, his voice raspy with sickness.

your heart fluttered, and you couldn’t help but to giggle slightly. “what’s so funny?..” lucifer huffed, looking even more pouty than before.

“it’s just i never imagined the king of hell being this.. needy. it’s cute though.”

you were sure that his face would’ve turned a pretty shade of red if it wasn’t before from his fever. “now let’s get you back to bed where you’re going to stay for the rest of the night.”

lucifer whined again but made no effort to stop you as you took his hand and led him back to your shared bedroom. you laid him down and tucked him in, making sure that you were comfortable.

you pushed back some of his hair that was stuck to his forehead with a gentle smile, watching as he leaned into your touch with a soft smile. all you wanted to do right now was to climb in bed and cuddle with him till you both fell asleep, but you knew that food had to come first.

“alright… i’m going to go back to the kitchen and finish up that soup. do not get up unless it’s an emergency.” you told him in a stern voice. it was a little funny to you how you had to be stern with the literal king of hell, but it was the only way he’d listen.

you turned and headed out of the bedroom, back to the kitchen where you proceeded to finish up the soup without anymore disruptions. looks like lucifer finally decided to settle down.

you hummed once more as you poured the soup into a bowl, before turning and heading back to the bedroom. you were glad to find lucifer in the same spot that you had left him, thankful that he decided not to put up a fight.

“you’re soup is ready baby.” you smiled, setting the bowl down on the small table next to the bed. lucifer groaned and sat up, blinking with bleary eyes. you watched as he picked up the bowl, using the spoon to scoop up some of the liquid and put it in his mouth.

he hummed in delight, closing his eyes as he enjoyed the nice sensation of hot soup going down his throat. you always said you weren’t a good cook, but to him it was the complete opposite. he always enjoyed anything you made.

“..’s so good..” he mumbled through a mouthful of soup, making you smile. “glad you like it. make sure to eat all of it!”

you watched and chatted a bit with lucifer as he ate his soup, finishing it in minutes. you figured he would be at least a little hungry, so you’re glad that he ate.

“thank you..” he had said, handing the bowl back over to you. you grinned softly. “it’s no problem.” you responded softly, pecking him on the cheek. you loved taking care of him.

you got up to go put the bowl back in the kitchen, but a warm hand grabbed your arm, preventing you from moving. “stay with me please..”

you huffed in amusement, raising your brows. “but this will only take a second, and—“ you’re words died on your tongue as he gave you those same puppy dog eyes from earlier, but this time you couldn’t resist.

“oh fine..”

you yelped as you were practically dragged down onto the bed, and you had to grip the bowl to make sure it didn’t fall out of your hands. you placed the bowl back on the table before settling into bed.

lucifer immediately latched onto you, wrapping his limbs around your body. you giggled softly and began to run your fingers through his slightly damp locks, sighing out in contentment. you always enjoyed cuddle sessions even if one of you were sick.

it wasn’t long until lucifer went limp in your grasp, soft snores falling from his lips. for a moment you stared at his sleeping form, a little stunned from his beauty. no matter how sick he was he always managed to look handsome.

you started to feel your eyelids grow heavy, and a yawn escaped your lips. wrapping your free arm around lucifer, you pulled him closer and pressed a kiss to his forehead. “goodnight my king..” you murmured before drifting off into sleep.

the bowl could wait to be cleaned.

(A/N: ohemgee hii!! i hope you liked this oneshot! this is my first oneshot ever publicly posted so i’m a little nervous.. but still! feedback and reviews are welcomed! don’t be afraid to give me tips or criticisms! thank you for reading <3)

[cakerybakery]

Alright. Hit my goal of getting to 15k words before bed so I’m going to celebrate. By writing. Who came up with this reward?

Oh, right. Me.

And then I couldn’t keep my eyes open and fell asleep so I’m finishing it in the morning.

-

“Hey babe, why don’t you get with a real man?” The creep leered at Adam over the bar top.

Adam rolled his eyes, “for the last time, my boyfriend isn’t imaginary. He’s just the devil and in hell.”

The guy’s face fell, “you always fucking say that. You’re fucking crazy. I wasn’t even really interested in you! I felt sorry for crazy old Adam, who thinks he’s dating the devil.”

He slammed back the last of his shot, threw the empty glass at Adam, and stormed out.

“And that’s a ban.” Adam had ducked the throw. The guy was a regular that Adam never recalled the name of. Might have been Steve, he wasn’t sure. But he messaged the head of security for the bar about the ban. Two guys that would have looked pretty intimidating to someone who wasn’t a giant like Adam, hunted down the creeper and tossed him.

Shit like that wasn’t tolerated at his bar. It was the reason Adam stopped bartending and started bar owning, after a very lucky lotto draw gave him more than enough cash to see if he’d crash and burn owning his own business with a couple of friends, he only worked the bar now if they were short staffed.

Tonight was Husk and Angel’s anniversary, when one of the tenders had to call out sick, Adam stepped in instead of calling his two best friends and co-owners in.

The rest of the night was calmer and they cleaned up. Adam waved everyone else off and waited for the professional cleaners to show up. The staff got most of it done. The cleaners got the rest done, really made the place shine.

He couldn’t remember where they were from, but last week he had been a bit slower leaving and ran into them as they were coming in. Adam stopped to chat for a minute and one mentioned that they were sending extra money home to help with expenses with a holiday coming up back home.

So he planned on giving them a bonus each.

As the trio came up he handed them each a homemade happy holidays card with a couple hundred inside each. He could afford it after all.

He was alone in the parking lot. Or, rather he thought he was.

Creep came out from behind Adam’s car with a bat. He surprised Adam and the guy swung.

Blocked the blow with his arm, Adam bite down on his lip and caused it to bleed.

The guy swung again and Adam spit as he dodged.

Within seconds the ground shoke.

A pentagram appeared under their feet. The ground cracked open with a hiss and brimstone permeated the air. Up from the heat rose a vile beast that stood on nothing. Cloven hooved and angry.

“Who dares to spill the blood of the king’s chosen mate?” His voice was thunderous.

The creep looked like he shit himself as he dropped the bat. The sound drew Lucifer’s attention and before either human could move the creep was looking at his still beating heart being held in front of his face. Lucifer squeezed it until it crushed in his fist all over the creep’s face. Only then did Lucifer stick it back into the guy’s chest and he crumbled to the ground dead.

Lucifer quickly swept Adam up and vanished them back to Adam’s house. He returned to his normal form, the blood on him and Adam turned to the dust humanity came from and flaked off their bodies.

Placed nicely on the bed, Lucifer kissed him and Adam let him.

Adam lied about his relationship with the devil. They weren’t boyfriends but technically married.

Almost ten years ago, when they were in their mid-twenties, he, Angel, and Husk were broke, down on their luck, and tired of crappy bosses. So they summoned the devil for a lark.

They didn’t think it would work. When Lucifer appeared they ran screaming from the riverbank to get back in Husk’s truck. Adam never made it back that night.

He tripped, he was caught, he spent the night in hell being ravaged by Lucifer, the night being seduced by the devil.

In the morning, Adam stumbled to the truck Husk and Angel had spent the night in as they waited for Adam to catch up. Desperately hoping for Adam to appear from the fog that encircled the truck. When he did, as they quietly rolled back into town they stopped and bought a lottery ticket. They were all dammed the second they summoned Lucifer anyway.

Adam considered himself straight. He wasn’t attracted to men. But Lucifer was oddly sweet, and he didn’t mind the monthly ravaging, enjoyed it even.

Lucifer wasn’t due up for another couple of weeks, not until the new moon. But his husband deserved a reward for saving him, for coming when Adam summoned him by biting his lip and spitting the blood to the ground.

When Lucifer kissed him and Adam felt the holy powers still left in the fallen angel healing him, Adam leaned into the kiss.

In the morning someone would find the body, the cops would ask questions, they would watch the parking lot video.

They would see the creep attack Adam, then freeze as Adam curled up to protect himself from another blow, the bat fell to the ground, the guy stood there for about thirty seconds before crumbling and Adam vanished.

The cops stopped asking questions.

For the last ten years when some creep dies after fucking around with the one of the trio, the cops call it a heart attack and close the case. In a city maybe they would have kept looking. But out in this little town?

You said “better the devil you know” and kept going.

[originemesis]

@bored2deathiswear xxx

The absurdity of his gear was novel at best- not a sliver of Earth-worn flesh that lay beneath to be seen. And he seemed quite adamant to keep it that way with sleeves that swallowed gloved hands unless he flicked them back, and robes that puddled on the floor in excess, trailing behind every practiced step over tiles traversed.

His neck, especially guarded like a rose stem with golden thorns that spanned the impressive as it was excessive collar length, had seen little light in thousands of years because even when tugged down in an irate bid for him to pay attention from shorter superiors, the dark flaps of fabric that fed down from his helmet helped obscure down to the collar bone until the edges bled into shadow at best.

His mask, on the other hand, not only concealed the man beneath- but warped him into something not quite man at all. Something beastly and biding its time with horns that stalked the dim halls of heaven's embassy when all that worked within its walls had long gone home and left him to his chats and dealings with a pair of almond shaped eyes that glowed in the adornment of shadows their owner wore with just as much decorum as he in his robes.

And all he could think now that those horns were reduced to steering devices for the devil to make use of when adjusting the mouth to cunt ratio was that- it really was a fucking pity he couldn't bring any of that up now like he'd so wanted to back when his seven year old hush-hush deal with Lilith was still kicking. If only because it would bring him no greater pleasure than to watch the same betrayal he'd endured shatter his betrayer until he too had to cover up all the cracks it would cause.

But now is certainly not the time to bring such matters up even though the deal's done with his untimely disappearance, and along with it- all of its clauses that prevent disclosure of once hidden information. And even if it wasn't, he'd still have a mouthful of cunt to contend with.

And contend with it he does with a firm roll of his tongue to part rosy folds with a surge of corrosive yellow. It's not like there's much method to his administration either other than forcing the heat of one muscle through another's lips with enough of a driving force to distract the bastard from burning the shit out of him again. It's only when the stud mid way up his tongue catches along the peak of the other's pleasure point that he takes note of the first sign that Lucifer might just be capable of chilling the fuck out with enough cruelly applied cunnilingus courtesy of a meandering moan. And of course he presses the matter to make sure, pulsing the cold sting of silver in place partly out of morbid curiosity, but mainly because of how the other keeps jerking his horn to keep his pressure from wandering too far from the tightly coiled source of heat that's already started to fog up the glass surface of his mask.

That heel slowly digging in like a threat doesn't exactly convince him to switch things up...

Not that he has much choice in the matter once a swift dig to his shoulder's empty socket startles a sharp yelp from the man that doesn't have far to travel before its smothered by the warm folds that he's not sure are sliding demandingly into the trailing vibrations of a follow-up groan, or if his head is being pulled in by the firm grip on his horn...or both? Either way, he's left to lick and listen to the other's breathless confidence at his own plan to keep this 'merciful' containment from anyone else's attention except the space between his legs. It annoys him, sure- but not enough to act like it did. Not when the heat of those cuffs is still warm and more of a concern than his own dislocated shoulder which seemed more like a scrape in comparison. He'd just grumble some unintelligible insult into the canvas of cunt and pass it off as extra stimulation.

It's the twitches and held breaths between words that clue him in to the fact that just like his earlier assessment of that pungent scent always permeating the not very peaceful proceedings of their meetings so far, Lucifer was indeed just a cheap whore at his rotten apple core. Adam of course doesn't even need the not so convincing order to probe further back at the slit and forcing it apart with a shallow lick. By now he'd already cleaned out each crevice of flesh of its festering flavor, so plunging into the source of the stink seemed to be the only other course of action in a task he was already growing bored with and would show if that clown fuck didn't keep yanking at his head-...!!

The obnoxious yellows of his eyes swivel up to catch on the observation burning down on him from above as he traces around and around the edges of the spiral down in to convulsive flesh, noting each hitch of breath and pregnant pause meant to convince him there was somebody in control above him even if those cuffs weren't in place. What a laugh. A bad joke. A fucking clown-

Even more so with his demands to be called anything other than any of those truer assessments. Careful to smother his mouth with the slick flesh, he mouths something down there of similar syllable count to 'master', even with an 'er' feel to its ending. But it was more of a 'lu' of a start.

Lo-s-er.

Then his gaze drops with the pull on his horn as a deeper lick plunges the end of his tongue inside where he spends a slobbering second forcing more inches down against the resistance of twisting contractions to the steady rhythm of drool dripping to the floor.

[obey-me-disaster]

The demon brothers in maid dresses with an MC that likes it a bit too much

A/N: This is super self indulgent post I won't lie. I am having a horrible writer's block so I needed to get this out of my system.

Demon brothers x gn!MC

!!Slightly suggestive but nothing explicit happens!!

Lucifer

It was a curse set up by the Anti Lucifer League. When he put on his usual attire it transformed into a full blown maid dress with thigh highs that he couldn't take off.

Refused to get out of his room until the curse wore off. He made sure that there were no cameras anywhere near him.

You are the only one he lets in, but warns you that if you laugh he is throwing you out. Needless to say you are over the moon.

While he is annoyed about the curse he can't deny the fact that he likes the way you look at him.

There was one scene in season 3 where MC made Lucifer sit on their lap and he really liked it (his intimacy bar went up). Do that to him.

If you want to try to do anything with him while he is in that dress you'll have to take lead. He has a hard time saying no to you so he will most likely go with whatever you want after a while. But makes you swear you won't tell anyone.

After the curse is over he goes straight to Satan and Belphegor to punish them. Mammon too since he tried to take pictures in order to sell them.

The only reason he won't try to drink demonus until he forgets this whole is because of you. becauseofhowwellyoufuckedhim

You probably won't see him like that ever again tho

Mammon

He lost a bet to Asmo when they went to a party. He tried to win some money but it just ended up with him wearing that cursed maid outfit.

He goes to hide into your room. Why? Because you're his human so this is your problem too. Unknown to him, this was more of a blessing to you.

You were doing your own thing when he bursts into your room, locks the door and starts to complain about the stupid bet.

You probably didn't pay too much attention to what he was saying, more focused on the way the dress would ride up his thighs. The outfit was chosen by Asmo, so it was pretty revealing.

He was about to tell you off for not paying attention to what he was saying but stopped when he saw that way you were looking him.

He tries to play it off, hoping you wouldn't notice the shift in his mood or the way his whole face heat up.

Good thing the door is locked. Because that act is not gonna last long. The maid dress is not comming off either, it looked too good on him.

If you asked him enough times he might wear the maid outfit again. But that's because he is your first man and he doesn't want you to go to one of his brothers for that.

Leviathan

He was trying on a maid dress for a future cosplay when you entered his room without knocking.

You kind of stared at each other for a few minutes. Levi was thinking if calling Lotan would get him out of the situation while you were busy admiring how he looked in the maid outfit.

He snapped out of thoughts when he realized you took a picture of him. You had to calm him down and explain that you just like how he looks and you're not trying to make fun of him.

Tries to go on with working on his cosplay while you hang out in his room but can't really focus. Not only are you constantly checking him out, but this whole situation reminds him of an anime hentai

Just thinking about that scene and what happened between the protagonist and the love interest made him blush. The fact that you were acting just like the love interest did not help at all.

It's up to you to ask him what got him blushing so much. He tries to deny it at first but it was obvious he was lying.

He was already preparing for you to be disgusted and leave the room but instead you told him to continue

Chances are he may need to get a new maid dress for his cosplay.

Satan

He had to test how the curse for Lucifer would work, unfortunately it backfired to him. Now he was stuck in a maid dress with cat ears and tail.

You would think the cat ears and tail would make him happy at least but not really.(I think there was a chat where he said he doesn't like the idea of cat maids).

He locked himself in the room until he figured a way to get rid of the curse. No need for his brothers to see him like that and for Lucifer to find out about the future prank.

He texted you to come into his room to help him figure out a way to get rid of the curse. Yes, you knew Lucifer would get pranked into wearing a maid dress. No, you didn't tell him at all.

You did not help at all. He started to get frustrated with you since he thought you were just laughing at him. He decided to observe you more before confronting you and that's when he realized you may have a thing for him in that damn dress.

It was clear you had no intention of helping and he didn't really have the heart to tell you to leave either so he decided to let you indulge a bit. In the name of finding out more about the curse of course.

After the curse finally wears off, to your dissapointment, he nearly didn't want to use the curse with Belphie on Lucifer. He didn't even want to think what you would do with Lucifer if you saw him in that dress.

Asmodeus

He was going through some old outfits when he found the maid dress and decided to try it on. He didn't really remember where he got it from, it was probably a gift given by one of his fans.

The moment he tried it on he immediately called you into his room to see how good he looked.

Friendly reminder to everyone, he can feel when people are attracted to him. It's confirmed somewhere in season 2. He knew you were into this shit in less than a minute.

To his credit, his intentions were pure when he invited you into his room. Things changed he sensed your attraction to him in that attire. Even without his power, it was still obvious from the way your eyes were following him.

Tries to drop subtle hints at first. Yes he knows you really like how he looks in a maid dress, but that doesn't mean you want to do anything with him at the moment.

If you seem like you want to take things further, which you most likely want to, he will keep going. Might as well put that maid dress to good use.

Will drop hints to his brothers about your preference. In the name of helping them, of course.

After that he will try on different outfits to see if he can get the same reaction out of you again.

Beelzebub

He lost a bet to Asmo and had to wear the maid dress. He was not as bothered by the dress but by the fact that he missed on a free meal from losing the bet.

He was not planning on going out of the house for that day , so the curse didn't affect him that much.

You found him in the kitchen, emptying out the fridge. Since it was too late to stop him at the point you decided to join him and have a snack.

He felt a bit embarrasses at first but quickly got over it when he saw you didn't make fun of him.

He was too focused on eating and making conversation with you to notice the way your eyes wondered around his body. It wasn't a revealing dress by any means, but it was a bit too small for him, making it seem like it would tear at any second.

It didn't help that he decided to use the dress as a napkin. So whenever he would wipe his mouth, he would lift the dress, giving you a full view of his thighs.

In the end the maid dress got to dirty for Beel to keep on wearing it so you offered to wash it for him.

Any sadness from the fact that Beel had to change was quickly overshadowed by the fact that he stripped in front of you without a care in the world. Yeah he did have a blush on his face but it wasn't the first time you saw him like that, so to Beel it was no big deal.

Not wearing the maid dress anymore didn't seem like such a sad thing now...

Belphegor

The curse he tried to put on Lucifer backfired and now he was the one in a maid dress. At least it was comfortable enough to sleep in.

He decided to just sleep the curse away, and what better place is there to sleep than next to you?

When you got a text from to go into his room, you weren't exactly expecting to see him in a maid dress, but you weren't about to complain.

His original plan was only to take a nap with you, but the little shit caught on the fact that you may like him in that dress, so he decided to put it to test.

He tried a bunch of weird 'sleep positions' where he was practically all over you, trying to get a reaction out of you.

After a while he got enough of teasing you and saying that you watched too many of Levi's animes

After all that moving around and teasing you he was not tired anymore. In fact, he made you take responsability for him not being able to sleep properly anymore. It's up to you to decide what you want to do from then on.

[leviathans-watching]

i got an idea that might be some nice dumb comedy and also cute fluff!! mc takes the brothers on a roller skating date! have they roller skated before? my guess is no!! time for cute outfits and loud music and holding hands and minor injuries, oops! 💜

rollar skating with lucifer, asmo, belphie, diavolo, and simeon

includes: lucifer, asmo, belphie, simeon, and diavolo x/& gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)

wc: .5k | rated g | m.list | mammon's part

a/n: my school had weekly rollar skating nights so thats what i based this on lol, hope you enjoy. ty for requesting! my inbox is open to req, chat, or leave feedback, so come say hi!!

please reblog <333

➳ lucifer doesn’t trust the death contraptions strapped to his feet but you pled and pled with him and he finally gave in. he makes it onto the rink without incident but stays holding on to the railing, intensely focused on his feet the whole time. he never actually falls but he sure gets close sometimes. “we’re never doing this again,” he says, and you laugh, easily skating alongside him. “don’t laugh at me,” he snaps, and loses his balance. you catch him before he goes down and note that his ears are red.

➳ asmo has his own skates (that he doesn’t really know how to use) and buys a whole outfit that matches them. he makes you take his picture in the rink, appearing to all the world like he knows what he’s doing but when the camera goes away he’s clinging to you, making you hold him up. you laugh and laugh and despite asmo’s dislike for doing stuff he’s not good at he thinks that maybe this isn’t so bad, especially when your feet go out from under you and it’s his turn to laugh, after making sure you’re not hurt ofc

➳ belphie surprises you by being really good, although he rents blades, not skates. he’s even better than you, able to skate backwards and do all sorts of cool maneuvers. you try to convince him to join the race that they put on, but he doesn’t, much to your dissapointment. you really wanted that free drink token. he also drags you to the arcade, and is really good at the games. this man is just good at everything apparently. “of course i am,” he says when you tell him that, “why would you ever think otherwise?”

➳ diavolo is having fun even if he’s not the best at it. this is his first time going somewhere like this and he’s just happy he’s getting a chance to experience it. he holds you hand the whole time and there's a big grin on his face you wish you could see all of the time. “this is the most fun i’ve had in ages!” he tells you when you take a break, and you’re very glad to hear it. “thank you for taking me here! the human world is so cool!” you tell him of course and that you’d be more than willing to come back another time and this makes him excited all over again.

➳ simeon is also pretty good, gliding along smoothly. “this is my first time,” he says when you ask, leaving you gobsmacked. he makes it look so easy, so effortless, and you’re almost jealous. you guys do the couples skate and he surprises you by doing the race, even though he doesn’t win (you think it’s because he wasn’t pushing and shoving like ht other racers). when you’re both tuckered out he helps you take your skates off even though you don’t need assistance, which makes your cheeks heat, something he no doubts intended to happen.

leviathans-watching's work - please do not copy, repost, or claim as your own

[midnight-vixn]

Same, beloved. 🤣

Speaking of which, I had a thot. Remote controlled vibe. But instead of the boys using it on you, you use it on the boys.

I keep thinking about a vibrating plug in Lucifer's ass during a council meeting. Turning it up every time he has to answer a question and seeing how long it takes for that calm and cool facade of his to crack. 😈

YES YES USING TOYS ON THE BOYS IN PUBLIC IM DROOLING

Oh god I could do a whole fic on that…keeping it on a low setting while others are talking but watching him with those hungry eyes you always have when you tease him. He squirms just slightly but plays it off, then you turn it up when it’s his turn to speak, his body tenses and he coughs harshly to stifle a moan. He keeps talking and you start messing with the speed, switching between fast and slow and watching him start to slip, stuttering and misspeaking, his voice cracks and you know you’ve got him. The meeting ends and everyone gets up to leave but Lucifer is hesitant and waits until his brothers have all left, you make chit chat with Diavolo which you hate doing but know it’s causing Lucifer great distress so you continue until he’s forced to walk over. He reluctantly stands to join you and you can see his obvious bulge and the rather large stain on his pants. He stands behind you and wraps his arms around your waist, face buried in your neck and you can feel the heat on his cheeks. “Can we go home darling? I need your help…” is all he can get out before you turn the speed up again.

[thereallucifer666]

"I suppose you're right," Lucifer said with a smirk. "The privileged tourists, here to take the town by storm." He gave her hand a little squeeze, still immensely comforted by the cool touch of her skin. He hoped never again to feel that feverish heat coming off of her, the clammy and radiating feeling of illness.

Barcelona really was something else, vibrant in a way no other city could compare to, in his opinion. One felt like there could breathe here and there would be no smog to cloud your lungs, no smell of rubbish on the side of the road.

Leading her inside by the hand, a short woman in a simple white tunic and britches greeted them in Spanish, not at all the usual garb for a woman of their time. But Isabel was a working woman, employed at her husbands shops while the man of the house dealt with finances and behind-the-counter things.

"Lucifer!" Isabel said when she saw him, before eagerly chatting in Spanish at a mile a minute. Lucifer indulged her, smiling and fitting a word or two of agreement when she paused in between breathes. Eventually, he managed to tell her they were here to get dresses for Chloe and Isabel looked over at her and beamed. "Beautiful! Yes, yes! I help! Come, come!"

She snagged Chloe's hand and began to tug her away from Lucifer. Lucifer, likewise, waved her off, knowing the social taboo of having a man in the room while a woman got fitted. "I'll be here. You're in good hands."

Seeing her struggle with those ghastly pins, he reached over without prompting and took over, gently manipulating the pin away from her body, but still making sure it held the fabric tightly. It must've been such a nuisance, needing to seal yourself in your garments like this every day. He really should've gotten her a few outfits before they had left.

"Go out for a night on the town, like some out of town, posh couple? Be the envy of men and women everywhere?" Lucifer said, smiling back at her. He could imagine them rolling up to a fancy party, dressed to the nines and feeling the heated stares of jealous women and insecure men. It was a rather fun idea. "We can do that."

The ride to the tailor wasn't that much longer. Barcelona was a huge city, but Lucifer's best known spots were typically in a narrower area, shaved down to a handful of villages and boroughs that had the best views, food, wine, music and company. Stepping outside and helping her out, he said, "Now, let's get you into a proper dress."

[weebswrites]

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

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

Lucifer

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Mammon

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

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

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

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

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

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

Leviathan

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

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

• “You smell like home, Levi”

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

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

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

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

• He honestly blacked out a little lol

Satan

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Asmodeus

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

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

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

• “Asmodeus...” you start

• “Yes?” he looked to you smiled

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

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

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

Beelzebub

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

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

• He’s so touched :’)

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

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

Belphegor

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

• “You smell like home...”

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

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

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

Diavolo

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

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

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

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

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

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

Barbatos

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

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

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

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

• ERROR: BARBATOS HAS STOPPED WORKING

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

Simeon

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

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

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

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

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

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

Solomon

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

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

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

• He !!

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

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

[astaroth1357]

Demonic Pregnancy (But It Makes the MC… Problematic)

Okay, so hear me out. I know the prevailing idea is that a human getting pregnant with a supernatural kid would sap their strength and what not… But what if the opposite happened? So basically, getting pregnant by the brothers would make the MC physically stronger, but more susceptible to their sin… Oh this is going to be fun. 😈

Trigger Warning: Pregnancy

Lucifer

First noticed something was up when the MC came into his office to bring him coffee and casually ripped the door of its hinges… with one hand… by the handle…

He didn’t even have time to be mad about it because he was already frantically texting Diavolo and Barbs that there was something very wrong with the human. They’re not supposed to do that.

Meanwhile MC is in the background marveling at the newly freed door in their hand… They hadn’t even thought about it! Is this what having power is like?? Are they actually dangerous now??? Better not let it go to their head…

*it is totally going to go to their head*

Lucifer learns two things pretty quickly, (1) The human is pregnant with his child and (2) They’ve just been given access to a whole lot of power and they’re mind is set on one thing: Domination.

The next nine months for him are spent practically having to leash the MC or else they’ll go out to pick fights with anything that moves to prove their “superiority”… His brothers and even Diavolo included!

It wouldn’t be so bad if their body wasn’t still very human and very breakable… and also they’re PREGNANT, so please STOP!!

This baby, honestly, could not come fast enough… Good thing demons don’t develop grey hairs… Poor guy…

Mammon

Noticed something was up when they were chatting out at RAD and they dodged a stray ball from Beel. 

They dodged a ball. From Beel. And he throws at, like, Mach 7 speed… And it didn’t even look hard!

… But being the dumbass that he is, he just thought they had gotten a lot better at their magic. It was Lucifer who saw something wasn’t right when the MC was actually holding their own against Mammon and Beel in a race.

Was thrilled by the news at first but then quickly learned that he must have infected them with Greed somehow…

They wouldn’t stop begging for new stuff! Sometimes for him or the baby, but mostly just whatever struck their fancy the second that they saw it.

He’d try to tell them no but then they’d look all sad or whine about hard it was to be pregnant and how they couldn’t do things like tie their shoes or stand for long periods of time or…

(Never mind the fact that they could bench-press Beel if they wanted to, no no, that didn’t matter.)

His nine months were pretty much spent pandering to Lucifer and Levi for more loans to keep his MC happy… and praying they’d snap out of it after the baby finally came because he CANNOT keep paying for their crap…! 😥

Leviathan

MC and Levi playing games in his room and one of their online matches got particularly heated… The MC may or may not be prone to gamer rage, but that night they got so frustrated that they snapped his controller in half like a toothpick…

They were too busy trying to frantically apologize to take notice of their sheer strength, but HE did. And he was thrilled!!

Like, sure, it sucks that he’d have to buy a new controller but that was So. Cool. Their strength was like something out of a shonen!! He was honestly fanboying too hard to question, “Wait a minute, how did they even get that strong??” The MC later went to Lucifer themselves to get it all got sorted out (really Levi was no help whatsoever) and man was he shocked by the news…

Though he was even more shocked by the sudden spike of jealousy that they seemed to exhibit afterward… Like, extreme “You better not leave my sight” level jealousy… 😣

One the one hand, he’s kind of into it because being alone with the MC is all he’s ever wanted!… but on the other hand, dude really wants some space… 

He tolerates the next nine months for three reasons: (1) He does honestly love the MC, (2) Watching them break (other people’s) stuff and fight demons with their bare hands will never stop being cool, and (3) He’s somewhat afraid of what they’d do if he tried to leave so…  😥

Let’s hope the effects are temporary…

Satan

Found out something was wrong when he and the MC went to the park. He saw an old acquaintance of his and left to go say hi but came back to find that the MC had uprooted an entire park bench to squash a nosy lesser demon…

Nothing, absolutely NOTHING, he’d ever read about humans told him that they were capable of that!

Figuring this has some kind of magic origin, he doesn’t bring them to Lucifer but to their resident human sorcerer instead, Solomon…

…and THAT bright idea ended up getting the MC magic tag-along throughout their pregnancy since Solomon wanted to make "a few” observations, the lying bastard… ���

Even more unfortunate though, is that the introduction of Wrath into their system also gave the MC an utterly monstrous temper which didn’t help their newfound strength at all…

Poor Satan gets saddled with caring for what amounts to a hair-triggered glass cannon… (though really it’s less protecting them from the world and the world from them 😣).

Needless to say, he’s lost quite a few bookcases over the next several months…

Asmodeus

It was another night with Asmo, so another night out clubbing. He and MC were together for most of the time, but they had left him briefly to get another round of drinks… and somehow got dragging into a straight up brawl in the process.

And they WON…

Asmo brought them right to Lucifer after that. Like, he loves you sweetie, but there were like ten lesser demons there and no way a little human like yourself could pull that off without something being up.

Oh he was overjoyed by the news, but the real test was yet to come… Who would give out first? The Avatar of Lust or a very, very, astronomically horny MC…?

In truth, no one in the House ever wants to talk about what happened for those next nine months ever again… The things they saw… The things they heard… Filthy, filthy things….. 😖

And more broken beds than anyone could care to count…

Let’s just say that they’re all happy the MC was already pregnant, otherwise they’d be dealing with a LOT more demon babies running around… What a hellscape that would be…

Beelzebub

The MC was helping him move some of his weights between rooms. They were only supposed to carry the lighter ones (which really weren’t that light) but they were carrying them so easily that the two got suspicious… They tried to lift one of his heaviest barbells and, to their amazement, they picked it up even easier than he could!

They both just kind of stared at each other for a few seconds before calmly agreeing to go find Lucifer. This probably wasn’t normal…

What pregnancy even was had to be explained to Beel since he doesn’t really understand humans and he only needed one thing confirmed…

So, they’re eating for two now?

And boy did they act like it! The MC’s appetite practically tripled as the months went on and he did his best to keep up for them. He even missed a meal or two for the first time in his life because he was so preoccupied making sure his MC had enough to eat… 😣

Their tastes also got weirder as time went on… At one point they asked for Solomon’s cooking which nearly had him “Nope-ing” out of the relationship right there. He stuck through it to make them happy, but he couldn’t watch them eat it… Even he has his limits, MC… 😟🤢

Wants the baby to come out already if for no other reason than he can finally go back to being the biggest eater of the House again. Having to work around two is a nightmare for everyone…

Belphegor

Would you believe he straight up didn’t know for weeks?

Like, they told him they were pregnant a while ago but all the pregnancy seemed to do was make them really sleepy…

Combine their naps with how often he’s dead to the world and it just never got brought up. 🤷‍♀️

That was until the day it was his turn to vacuum the common room and the MC was resting on the couch…

“MC, can you move? I need to get under there.”

“Hm? Oh, sure. Let me help.”

They then proceeded to get up and lift the couch with one hand like they were Beel or something!

He was, perhaps, slightly miffed that they didn’t think it was necessary to mention they had gotten a butt ton stronger for like a month, but you know…

Belphie has probably the easiest time managing his MC anyway because ALL they want to do is sleep. At most he just has to take on the responsibility to remind them to eat and move around a little.

Lucky bastard always gets off easy… 😖

[beef-brisket]

Lucifer: I know it won't last long- being soap- amd you can use it! If you'd like-! Uh... ome day I'll make you a wooden one, it'll take a while though but uh-

Adam: I don't plan on going anywhere

Adam smiled at Lucifer who chuckled back.

Lucifer: thats- great to know, Adam. Really. Oh- uh you might want to keep that out of the sun

Adam looked down at the duck, and smiled.

Lucifer: soap and heat don't go well together

Adam: thanks Luci, I go out it in my locker.

Lucifer: great! I'll see you when you come to let us out

Adam: only if you've been good, if your naughty ill have to keep that cell locked tight~

Lucifer smiled as he watched Adam walk away. His smile dropped however, whe he saw Adam stop suddenly at cell and get handed a rolled up piece of paper. Or at least, that's what it looked like. He couldn't hear what was being said, but Adam looked happy. He strained his ears to hear.

Adam: thanks for this Alastor! I'll put it up when I get home!

Fucking Alastor. What was that bastard trying to do?! He has nothing to gain from Adam, not like Lucifer did.

Walking away from his cell bars, Lucifer began to pace. He'd see Adam again soon, lunch would give him a good time to talk to Adam but that radio fuck will be there. And he can't beat him up. Otherwise, he'd be in solitary. He needs to think of how to get rid of him.

Half an hour later the guards came by and opened their cells, Lucifer smiled as Adam unlocked the cell next to his.

Straighting himself up, he's waiting for Adam to get to his cell.

Adam; hey Luci

Lucifer: hello again, Adam~. Come to open my enclosure?

Adam: I am, have you been good? Would hate to leave you in here all day~

Lucifer: oh, you know me, bad to the bone~

Adam: we both know that's not true

They laughed as Adam unlocked and opened his cell. They both walked down the stairs to a large room with a few tables and chairs.

Lucifer: would you like to join me?

Lucifer motioned to a table.

Adam: I would love to- except I have to stand guard, sorry Luci. We can still chat though

Lucifer watched Adam walk to his spot. He was a little far away, but they could still talk.

The day was going quickly, almost too quickly for Lucifers liking. And it seemed like everyone here was fighting for Adams attention today. Lute's called him once to go uo and fill out some paperwork. Angel talks his ear off, and Lucifer has never seen Alastor talk so much in his life. Fucker just wouldn't leave him alone.

He knows Alastor doesn't want to fuck him, so what does want with Adam? Maybe Alastor was thinking the same thing as him, find a sweet, handsome, trusting guard, to eventually help break him out of jail, start crushing on him, and eventually make his way back to Charlie, emptying Lilith's bank account and flee the country- wait. Start crushing on him? No. Lucifer is only using Adam. He doesn't actually like him. He fucking can't. He's got him wrapped around his finger- at least he's getting there-

Adam: Lucifer! Start packing your stuff up, it's nearly dinner time!

Lucifer: yes Adam!

Shit. Okay, maybe Lucifer was the one wrapped around Adam. God, he wishes he was wrapped about him and pounding the last few braincells out of him. He wants to kiss him, hug him, woo him. It'll be great if there were another 250+ people here. And cameras. Fucking cameras.

As Lucifer packed up, he was thinking about dinner, and he'd be able to talk to Adam better because of how close he is to the tables.

He'd just have to outshine Alastor without making a fool out of himself. Which he's never done in his entire life. Alastor is the fool, not Lucifer. Nope.

Alternative Prison Au

@fanofstuff01 @beef-brisket

Adam walked through the doors of the prison in his new guard uniform. He was of course nervous to be working with very violent people, but his mother helped get him the job here.

A woman with short hair greeted him.

Lute: Hello, you must be Adam.

Adam: I am.

Lute: The names Lute Danger. I'll be your commanding officer for the time being. Let me show you around where you'll be working.

She showed him where everything was and where the prisoners are.

Lute: You need to be tough or they will walk all over you. Some will listen, most won't. Don't be afraid to get a little forceful. It's your life or theirs.

As she explained the rules to Adam, one inmate in particular was watching their exchange.

Lucifer internally: Maybe..... Just maybe he could be my ticket out of here.