#i cant wait until they find out about asmo like

[warlordfelwinter]

i think the funniest thing about the waterdeep party is that our networking is just out of control

like you've got celeste with a literal angel and the devil of all devils on his shoulders

nyalori the cleric seems to have deep sashelas himself following her around

corivier the ranger has some sort of connection to bahamut and now has a baby silver dragon companion

it's just a party of Specialest Little Guys

[my-jukebox]

hihi! i have a obey me request that i thought of after reading the hug headcanons w the brothers post you made!! (it was REALLY nice btw <3 i loved it!)

what about mc coming home after a tiring day at RAD and mammon just hugs them n they just have a cute fluffy moment …or!! mammon coming home after a tiring day at RAD, and mc just hugs him n again they have a cute fluffy moment, any of the two are fine since they’re both so cute!! im gonna leave the choice up to ya, cant wait too see what u write <3

- 🃏 anon! :3

I'm so glad you loved the previous post. I brainstormed my best here and tried to make it longer so forgive me if it's not up to the mark. Also God it took so long, I'm sorry.

Genre: Oneshot, Fluff

Characters: (gn! reader), and Mammon.

"Mammon, towards the light!"

The photographer said as Mammon turned towards the light, maintaining his pose. He had been going for hours together with only a ten minute break every hour.

"Majolish is gonna love these pics. Great job today!" was all Mammon heard before he rushed to his studio room and removed his makeup. He looked so tired, to the point where he should've considered getting Asmo to keep the people at bay.

He took deep breaths and finally got some shut eye until—

"Mammon, the next shot is ready!"

"Ahh shit, here we go again!"

Mammon headed out the room and watched as the studio began filling up with multiple models who he was supposed to pose with.

'This is gonna be draining!' He thought as he was being dressed and practically, dragged by his photographer on the stage.

—

The lecture seemed never ending. The professor kept talking about Latin phrases for spells and potions but all you could think about was sleep.

"(Y/N)?" The teacher called out.

"(Y/N)!?" She repeated.

"Yeah!!"

"Are you zoning out? Please pay attention or else you'll fail the midterms."

"Yes, ma'am"

The teacher nodded her head at you and went back to teaching some spells again. You couldn't be bothered. You'd just have to pull up another study session with the brothers again, it seems.

The minute the bell rang, you got up from the bench, refusing to greet anybody as you made your way to the House of Lamentation.

Upon reaching back home, you entered your room to find Mammon asleep on your bed. You gently shook him.

"Mammon, are you alright? It's pretty rare to find you here of all places." You said, voice laced with concern.

"I'm alright. I'm just so tired. When I tell ya' I was like a prisoner there, I'm not kiddin'!!" He said as he looked up at you. He had absolutely no energy left in him.

"There?" You asked, unsure of what he was talking about.

"The modelling studio. Those stupid, little ahhhh.....they weren't letting me rest." He said, clearly annoyed with how his entire day went. You chuckled at his little rage towards his workers before throwing your bag on the floor and removing your shoes, making your way towards the bed.

"Aww baby don't worry. You wanna....cuddle?" You asked him as you watched his cheeks get flushed with different shades of red.

You laughed and opened your arms wide for him. He scowled but still laid down on your chest as you massage his head gently. This moment was all you needed. Especially after a day like this.

"How was your day?" He said softly, so as to not disturb the peaceful moment.

"Eh. You weren't there in class so it wasn't the best." He grinned widely at you response.

"Of course it wasn't the best. The Great Mammon promises to never leave you alone again."

"I'll hold you on that promise."

You hear a low rumble from Mammon, indicating that he was chuckling. You hug him even tighter, never wanting to let go. As you both cuddled, you found yourself finally content and at peace after such an awful day.

And so, you both stayed up the entire night; talking, laughing, joking about everything and nothing at the same time. The night began to fade slowly as you both found yourselves with each other once again, cherishing the eventful moments of closeness as the world outside was asleep.

I finally did it. i got a conclusion at last!

~Masterlist~

Do like, comment and/or reblog if you enjoyed!

[malachiexists13]

Ive already seen some people getting angry over this so thought I'd give my take <3

Ive already completed lesson 11, so now Im just waiting for lesson 12. But shit really starts to go down in lesson 11. So spoilers for that.

Lesson 10 is when the demon brothers (minus Beel and Satan) find out MC is a human. I blame Diavolo because he practically forced us to reveal ourselves. Lucifer and Belphie are pissed, while Mammon, Asmo, and Levi seem a bit more conflicted. Before things can escalate, Solomon shows up and helps MC escape.

Lesson 11, MC and Solomon have fled to Thirteen's cave. More specifically, the Fountain of Knowledge, a room that belongs to Solomon and not Thirteen despite it being apart of her cave. The only rule being that you cant make promises, with the reason yet to be revealed. But it isnt long until the demon brothers (minus Satan, Beel, and Belphie) show up in search of MC.

MC runs into Levi, Asmo, and Mammon first, who warn them that Lucifer is also searching for them. Shortly after, Thirteen shows up to inform MC that Lucifer is in the Fountain of Knowledge. MC decides to go and try to talk things out with Lucifer. But considering this is Lucifer, it doesnt go accordingly.

Lucifer immediately goes on the offense. Despite MC saying they are not an enemy, Lucifer doesn't believe them. He's suspicious of them, and conflicted. Its implied here that Lucifer tries to kill or at least badly injure MC, using his power to inflict a feeling of being squeezed so hard your body may be crushed. Eventually, Thirteen intervenes, claiming that she "likes MC more than Solomon" because of MC's soul. So she chooses to give MC a grimoire, one that can supposedly control the demon brothers. This may be the same grimoire they keep in the tomb beneath the House of Lamentation in the future. But the rest of what happens isnt important here, just the part about Lucifer being hostile.

Ive already seen posts going on the defensive about how terrible Lucifer is and that they'll never forgive him for this, etc.. Like ok. Is this new? Absolutely not. He tried it twice in the previous game. I honestly don't care if you hate Lucifer. But before you cast such harsh judgement, please try to understand his actions.

Lucifer is not some cold-hearted individual. His motive in Nightbringer is the exact same in the previous game. He viewed MC as a threat to him and his brothers. Probably even more so in Nightbringer due to them having the Ring of Light and being able to draw power from the brothers.

By this point, Lucifer has seen MC knock Satan out and subdue the others and himself with a simple command. He has seen MC draw power from his brothers and himself to knock Beel out. His brothers claim to have seen MC do the same thing to send someone to the Celestial Realm. In his eyes, MC should not be able to do any of this. They shouldnt even have the Ring of Light. Yet they do have it, they can do these things. And that worries Lucifer.

Imagine for a moment- its been approximately a year since the Celestial War. A war in which you were rebelling, primarily to protect your sister from death. Yet she died anyway, making the war ultimately meaningless. And you dragged all your brothers down with you. As a last ditch effort to save her, you promise undying loyalty to the Prince of Demons. And after a year, a random demon shows up and is appointed as attendant for you and your brothers. And they start helping, and things start getting better. Suspiciously better. You dont understand this demon's motives, what could they possibly want? They're the apprentice of Solomon... And seem to hold intensive power.

Suddenly, you witness them wearing the Ring of Light. A ring that once was yours, back in the Celestial Realm. But they shouldnt have that. They use it to draw strength from you and your brothers to use as their own, and you hear this is not the first time they've done this. That at one point, they managed to send someone to the goddamn Celestial Realm. Only for you to now learn that they are a human. Meaning they've been lying to you this entire time. What else could they have lied about?

You cannot fucking tell me that you wouldnt be paranoid. From our perspective, yeah its a bit terrifying being attacked by Lucifer. But from his? Its makes a lot more sense once you think about it.

If you still dislike Lucifer after reading this-- thats fine. Its your opinion, after all. You dont HAVE to like him. But understanding his actions can at least lessen the anger.

[angelliyo]

 MATCH UP FOR  🐼 !

i match you with...

BEELZEBUB - AVATAR OF GLUTTONY

maybe you dont see it but I do

i cant choose between asmo and beel but I mean- hopefully beel’s enough 😞

this man loves you with all his heart, and is super patient with you!! (i love him omg)

finding out that you know how to cook is just- !^#&%@&$&^%&^%!&*!^&@ 

HE LOVES YOUR FOOD SO SO MUCH

he gobbles that stuff up, eaten in one piece, YET HE SAVORS EVERY FLAVOR!

he’d compliment you about your cooking all the time, and looks up to you cooking more!

^ and hes definitely gonna be the first to eat it before any of the brothers.

and you play sports? he wants to join in on your activities! that is if you let him..? (please anon)

and you too play sports? let him join!! he would love to play with you! :DD

^ probably gonna try going easy on you since hes gonna obliterate you at sports /jj

^ if you win, he suggest eating some place to celebrate your victory! even something as small as that deserves a small celebration. (maybe it was just to eat some food, or for me to imagine that happening myself /j)

when you first break down in front of him, he’s panicking internally. “what do I do?” “should I get them some food?” he ends up comforting you by hugging you! it goes on like that for a while until you break the hug. 

^ He’d offer you something, water, food, just anything you’d like! and he’d let you talk about your problems, listening intently, and trying to comfort you.

EMU OTORI !

She feels something weird about you..

It’s the same thing with Mafuyu, she feels that there is something wrong with her. She senses whether people’s feelings are sincere or not.. So she finds you out.

She’s willing to wait for you to open up! She would never force anyone to do anything that they’re uncomfortable doing!

but if you do tell her about your true feelings.. expect lots of hugs and cuddles and words of affirmation! She’d be so happy when you open up to her! she’s so proud!!

oh? you cook?! woahh!!

she’d definitely want to help in the kitchen, though it might become sort of a chaotic mess.. so she watches you cook instead!

and she’d also love to taste your food! probably licks the plate after eating it /hj

and you play sports! she wants to join! with her energy, she might as well be unstoppable..!

but she definitely cheers you on, holding a banner that says: “ GO! GO! ANON~!” /hj

^ ur biggest fan

Runner ups: 

 Asmodeus

Mafuyu asahina 

 When it was finished : 11/17/23 3:17 AM

 Edited : not yet 

 Xtra note to 🐼 : u better pay 4 my food since I haven't eaten yet and I'm too broke to order something (and all I can cook is a hotdog I'm afraid)😔😔 but thank you for requesting something for me! I'm afraid that I can't write something from twisted wonderland at the moment, though I can edit it tomorrow! Maybe-?

[lou-struck]

Honey, I Shrunk The Devildom 2

Obey Me! x MC!

Featuring Satan, Asmo, Beel, and Belphie.

Part: 1 Here

~Another magic troupe lol, here’s how I think the Obey Me Men would respond to being magically shrunk down.

Satan~

While waiting for you to stop by his room to pick up the next book in a series he recommended, Satan accidentally knocks a cursed book off one of his shelves.

The Letters seem to fly off the page surrounding the Avatar of Wrath and shrinking him down to the size of a Toothpick. He tries to change himself back to normal with no success, it seems that even his powers have been affected by the curse as he begins to feel angry and distressed in his current situation.

Normally he reads when his negative emotions are getting the better of him but he is so small and so weak he is unable to even open one of his books in the first place.

His tiny voice screams out a series of curses and profanities as he tries in vain to find something to do.

You stumble across the shrunken demon a few minutes later about ready to inflict some serious damage on some lingering dust bunnies. Scooping him into your cupped hands you try to soothe him. but he still has a deep look of agitation on his tiny face.

"I can’t believe you of all people have to see me like this.” he sighs as you gently pet his blond head with your fingertips. He seems to relax at the contact. If he could you have a feeling he would purr for you.

He asks you if you could read a couple of chapters for him since he is unable to do so himself. You only get a few pages in until he is napping in your hold waiting for the spell to wear off.

Asmodeus- 

All too eager to spray the new bottle of perfume he got from the cutest little boutique in Majolish, Asmodeus neglected to read to possible side effects of using the substance on a being as powerful as himself.

Curiously he presses the pump and the container seems to be taken over by his power releasing a heavy cloud of perfume surrounding the demon completely.

Once the pink cloud of rosy fragrance dissipates Asmo looks around the room and is surprised to see everything towers above him as he is as tall as a tube of lipstick. Walking over to his full sized mirror he thinks he looks absolutely adorable. 

He just cant wait for you to see him…

And you do, the moment you step into his bedroom you hear an adorable little squeal as Asmo flies into your field of view riding a Butterfly?

Yes, Asmodeus charmed a butterfly to do his bidding to make a grand entrance.

“Mc, look at me. Arent I the cutest thing in all three realms.” he says landing in your outstretched hands. With a nod he clings to you climbing up your sleeve to perch on your shoulder until the effects of the perfume wears off.

The rose secnted Avatar of Lust feels a bit mischievous as he feels just for quicky your shoulders tense up when he perches on them. You are reacting so cute how can he not have a bit of fun with you? Whispering a plethora of dirty thoughts into your ear, he giggles at the way little shivers go through your body.

He lets out a little giggle, “Awe Mc, you’re so cute. Even when I’m small like this I still have a big effect on you.”

Beezelbub~

Despite living for thousands of years, Beel needs to understand that he shouldn't eat things just because there is the phrase ‘Eat Me’ written on it in white icing. 

Even if they are delicious-looking cookies.

As soon as the Avatar of Gluttony eats the first one he feels strange.

Why are the cookies and plates getting bigger?

He doesn't realize that he was the one getting smaller and smaller by the second until he is clinging to the edge of the counter not wanting to fall onto the floor below.

It’s then when you stumble across him and gently help him into your hands. He looks at you with a look of confusion on his tiny face and he cocks his head to the side. 

“Mc, I don't think you should eat one of those cookies,” he says looking wistfully back to the platter. With a nod, you take him from the kitchen away from the tempting treats in fear that he would shrink to an even smaller size.

A deep vibration in your hands makes you look down at the demon who has a pitiful expression on his face. “I’m hungry.” he whimpers. Your heart breaks for him but aside from the cursed cookies there is not a crumb of food left in the house, you have no choice but to take him out to eat at Hell's Kitchen.

Unwrapping a Cheeseburger for him you wonder how the demon even would start eating this, but Beel’s tiny hands have a mind of their own as they begin shoveling pieces of the dish into his mouth with no sign of stopping.

Belphegor~

Having slept through Lucifer’s lecture about staying away from the cursed vase in the parlor Belphie picks it up to examine the ornate patterns imprinted in the blown glass. The vase begins to feel very heavy in his grasp setting it down he realizes that he is getting smaller and smaller until the table towers over him like a treetop.

Irritates the goes to reach for his DDD only to remember he left it on the table above him. He mumbles out of a series of curses as his little legs carry him through the hallway of the house of lamination until he can’t walk any longer.

Tiredness hits him like a brick as he half-consciously looks for somewhere safe to rest his head. He stumbles across something warm and fluffy. Wrapping himself up in it he closes his eyes to rest.

You find him curled up on one of your fuzzy socks that fell out of your hamper on the way back from the Laundry room almost dying from his cuteness.

Funsized Belphie is definitely the cutest you have seen in the Avatar of Sloth. Taking him back to the safety of your room you place his makeshift bed on your desk while you keep yourself busy with homework.

As he sleeps you try to make him a more comfortable bed but as soon as your index finger gets close to him he grabs it and holds it tightly as if it is his new favorite body pillow. You aren't going anywhere for a while, at least not until he turns back to his normal size.

[im-not-a-simp-i-swear]

Could I request a headcannon with the brothers (plus the undatables if you want to) with an MC who can pick them up? Like bridal style, just some fluffy fun!

Strong MC bridal style

💙LUCIFER

Caught off guard by your strenght, its enough to even make him blush! However he wont admit it (the blusb he wont, but will your stong"

He, just like most of these lads, does find it surprising how strong a small human like you has, even more he is surprised youre that stelghty to catch him off guard

It isnt that he doesnt like the cuddles with you, its just... he prefers being the one to carry, but hey! Maybe you'll be lucky enough to someday warm him up to the idea of being lifted up by you

"MC?! Please put me down right now, i-i... im busy"

💛MAMMON

As surprised as the first born, however it is much more visible than said bro

After the first lift do expect him to be finding ways for you to carry him more often. He'll fake a couple of bad headaches, pretend to be very tired after some walking, jump off some stairs-, you know the usual attention seeker stuff

As time passes by and you two become closer you will be asked this needs more directly, but until then have fun dealing with the typical tsundere boy act

"MC help me out i need a hand with something that i cant reach over at the bookshelf" "why not ask beel? Well cause he is busy obviously!" "Just lift me up- NO IT ISNT-"

🧡LEVIATHAN

Loves you being able to carry him, hates the attention it could bring, it is recomended that if you are to lift him up then do so in a place where others wont see you two

He finds your ability to carry him astounding, like the typical anime character that manages to carry anything that is ridiculously heavy

"MC wait!- n-not infront of all these people!" "Yes im ok i wasnt gonna pass out jajaja really im fine i wasnt nervous about you offering to be so close to me"

💚SATAN

Like pile of dust like son this boy is gonna be shoketh by your firmness. He will also blush and wish to be put down, not because he doesnt like it, but because he too prefers the roles to be reversed.

Unlike the old man however he'll grow to like it much faster. Sure he might like being the knight in the story but surely there cant be anything wrong with being the individual in distress right? He can read while you carry him or have you help him with his books!

"Thanks for coming with me MC, i really needed to pick up those books."" You know, As we reach my room perhaps you could... carry me..?👉👈"

💖ASMODEUS

"If youre this strong carrying him then how strong are you in doing other stuff MC😏"

Absolutely loves that you can carry him, first discovered during an almost accident where you ended up catching him, has since been wanting you to hold him in your arms like this then

Asmo will find any type of excuse, just like a certain little greedy boy, to be carried by you, so you better be having to arms ready for him

❤BEELZEBUB

When it first happened he just stared in silence, processing what just happening. You little fragile human.. carrying the biggest brother in HoL??? How???

Can see why others love it now, however he worries still that he might hurt your back if he is held by you for too long, even then if you feel capable of doing so then tell him and make him feel comfier

"Are you sure i can stay like this MC? I dont wish to hurt you, you know im quite big.."

💜BELPHEGOR

Nothing like taking a nap while being carried by your favorite person in the three realms, he adores your strenght not only because of this, but because you can also help him stay standing whenever sleep tries to take over during important moments of the day

Also looks for any way to be carried by you, most likely for cuddles but it could also be for anything else

"Hey MC im feeling quite tired, could you maybe carry me during the remaining of the walk back home?"

🤎DIAVOLO

Congrats! You just saved the future king of the devildom from him tripping and almost hurting himself, your prize as compensation? A prince who's touch starved-ness is becoming more and more obvious by the second

Please carry him, hold him, love him! This boy is not only shocked your strong but he loves it entirely and needs to see it more in action, just adkshslsjdhd just carry him, even if he is heavy and you can only hold on for some seconds he will be more than grateful

"MC! There you are!" "Diavolo wait my arms arent free!-" *crashes*

💚BARBATOS

Didnt saw it coming and doesnt really know how to feel about it either, he likes that you are tough but that doesnt mean youre any less human

Still with these concerns, he apreciates you keeping his back safe and does like you carrying him, its comforting and manages to give him a breather, even for at least 3 seconds

"Aah its good to see you here MC, i was hoping you could give me a hand and help me reach something in the kitchen?" "I would use a spell of the ladder but it seems to be a safer option if you carry me instead"

💙SIMEON

Didnt knew humans coule be this strong, while he doesnt judge said strenght he does find concern in you getting hurt

He might not be as heavy as others, nor does he find a need to be making up excuses to have you carry him, but if there is one thing he has in common as his demon pals is that he too is touch starved

Have fun wondering if he'll admit to wanting to be carried or not, that angelic smile and those heavenly practices wont ever allow him to say what he really wants to say

🖤SOLOMON

Is surprised you can carry him but, as a human, he wishes tocarry you as well, depending on how heavy you can be he might succeed or he'll cheat with magic to succeed

Wont reject you proposing him to carry him but he doesnt wish to hurt your back either, still he enjoys it and he'll let you know

This ended up being more just carrying and not so much bridal style sooo....🙃

[cuteconsortboys]

Hi!

I love your new blog!

It's soo cute!

Could you do some hc for having Asmo, Levi and Mammon as consorts?

'Cause I'm listening again to their song and I cant take them off my mind!

😅😭❤

Hello! I'm so glad you like it!! I just decided to do Asmo and Levi, hope that’s okay!

I can absolutely give you some headcanons!! I hope you like them! (This is human AU <3)

Asmo:

So, let's start with how Asmodeus ended up in your harem.

Asmodeus is not from a noble background, he was actually a commoner before joining your palace.

You met him by accident when you were wandering your city in disguise, keen to spend some time exploring without being recognised.

He was part of the wait staff at a popular tavern, and at the time he was living above the tavern in a single room.

Asmo made a lot from tips (he was by far the most popular server and Asmo was a master at conning grabby old men and women out of their money) but he only really had enough for necessities.

So when you brought him into the palace as your husband, Asmo was just entranced by the riches and the splendour.

During your first dinner together, Asmo burst into tears at the sheer amount of everything.

He gets addicted to it.

He wants expensive outfits and shopping sprees, good food, fresh flowers, the softest linen.

His monthly allowance is very high and he will routinely go over and ask for more money. 

Asmo is very needy with attention too. Just as much as he's needy with money.

He will absolutely storm into your office and demand you love him if you haven't spent a night with him or taken him on a date in a week.

His favourite dates are when you come shopping with him and watch as he tries on outfits and then pay for everything of course.

His wardrobe is the stuff of legend. Every trend, every era, every colour. Other consorts go to him when they don't have anything to wear for big events, but Asmo is petty so if they've done anything to upset him, he refuses to share with them.

Asmo spends most of his time on make up and clothes and with you/ the other consorts, so he doesn't really do anything in particular outside of that. He doesn't run a business, or help with running the country. He's a very typical consort in that sense.

He just want to be happy and have fun with his life, something he was denied for his childhood.

Asmo is completely shameless when it comes to showing you affection. You're his wife! He should be allowed to sit on your lap no matter who's around! Hmph.

He's also very insecure about getting older. He doesn't want you to not find him attractive anymore and then throw him back on the streets. He doesn't have a lovely family estate to return to if you kick him out like the other consorts do.

Uses anti aging creams like he needs them to live.

You jumped about a foot in the air as the door to your office suddenly slammed open, revealing an angry Asmo on the other side. Your guards, who had pulled out their weapons at the sudden entrance, sighed and put them away again.

"Wife!" Asmo announced, striding into the room without blinking at the several still drawn swords. He was dressed in a very revealing and sparkly two piece outfit that showed off a lot of his perfect skin. Several of your guards awkwardly averted their eyes at his boldness.

"Asmo," you acknowledged, putting down your pen. "How can I help you today?"

"Help me?" he said, storming up to the desk until he was standing right beside you. "You can help me by not ignoring me!"

Ahh, you knew what this was about. You’d been working on a new treaty recently, and you hadn’t had time to go to the harem even once. Asmo always seemed to take that personally. 

“I’ve been busy sweetie,” you cooed, pushing your chair away from your desk, freeing up your lap for Asmo to plop himself down on. “I would have much preferred to be spending that time with you, but I couldn’t, I’m sorry.”

Asmo just huffed, adjusting himself on your lap so that his legs were wrapped around your waist. He then buried his head in your shoulder with a sigh. 

“But I was lonely,” he mumbled. “And you had enough time to visit Solomon and not me!”

“I didn’t visit Solomon, he’s winding you up again, just ignore him,” you chuckled, rubbing circles on his back. His bare skin felt warm against your palm. “I’ve been here, working all week. And I need to keep working for a couple more days.” 

“No,” Asmo whined, pressing himself up even closer to you, the many jewels he was adorned with jingling at the movement. “That’s not fair!”

“C’mon lovely, you only have to wait a few more days and then we can go out on a date together, does that sound nice?” you tried to bribe him away so that you could return to your work. As much as you wished you could spend all your time indulging your husbands, this treaty was of the utmost importance and you needed to check and edit it as much as possible ready for the negotiation talks tomorrow. 

“No,” Asmo refused, staying where he was. “You can work if you want, but I’m not leaving.” 

You sighed and waved off one of your guards who had non verbally asked whether Asmo should be escorted out. 

“Fine,” you relented, feeling his grin on your shoulder as soon as the word left your mouth. “But I’m working, and you need to sit still.” 

“Okay!” 

He was such a handful, but it was one of the things you loved most about him. 

Levi:

Levi joined the harem in a more conventional way. 

He was the third son of an important member of your court. Levi’s mother had tried to train him in the social rules of the aristocracy, but he was simply too shy to make connections or further the family influence. 

His mother loved him very much, don’t get me wrong. She was sad that he struggled with this life, but she didn’t punish him for that. 

In the end, she called in a favour you owed her and asked that you take Levi into your harem so that he could have the freedom and protection to do as he pleased, hiding away from the cut throat social circle he would have to be a part of if he stayed with her.

She wanted him to be happy. And you accepted. 

Levi took quite some time to adjust to living in the harem. He remained in his room all the time, having servants bring him food, ignoring everyone else. 

He was very nervous around you. It was a struggle to get him to breath and get through your wedding. 

Eventually though, he slowly got more comfortable. He was glad to be allowed to skip most social events and enjoyed his new, more relaxed lifestyle. 

As a husband, Levi is very shy, both with normal romance and also sex. It takes a long time for him to consent to either and even longer for him to initiate, but once he does, oh boy, Levi is possessive and needy about your attention and affection. 

If he has reason to believe you should be spending time with him and you are spending time with another husband, he will not be happy. Might cry about you not loving him anymore. 

Levi is terrible at following fashion trends. Or even following old fashion rules. He just likes to be comfortable and will rarely dress up properly, and he normally asks you to help him get ready because he doesn’t like the servants poking and prodding at him. If you aren’t available to help him, then hopefully he’s close enough to another consort to get some help. If not, he will get himself ready or refuse to attend at all, depends on how elaborate his outfit is supposed to be for the event. Some outfits are too complex for him to put on himself.

Levi doesn’t have any special duties as a consort, he’s just left to his own devices. He loves collecting things though, including hand carved and hand painted figures from book series or plays he likes. He has his own collections room at the palace where he keeps all his things and the room has full time guards to keep it all safe. 

As you can probably imagine, Levi goes through a lot of money, but he’s pretty good at staying within the budget you give him, as long as it’s enough to buy a couple new figures a fortnight.

“Have you seen Levi anywhere?” you asked Asmo as you passed him at the edge of the ballroom. The party was in full swing, a celebration for a new treaty between your nation and the neighbouring country. Everything was going well. Expect Levi was nowhere to be seen. 

Asmo only shrugged but pointed in the vague direction of the door to the gardens, murmuring that he’d seen him over there not too long ago. You left in that direction, throwing a quick thank you over your shoulder. 

You knew Levi struggled with big gatherings like this, but all of your husbands were required to attend an event like this so you couldn’t give him a full pass like you normally would. Since he suddenly disappeared earlier, you’ve had a ball of nerves settled in your stomach, worried that he’d become overwhelmed and fled and was now struggling all by himself while everyone else was distracted. 

You slipped out of the door and into the gardens, nodding at the handful of people enjoying the fresh air and the fairy lights on the patio. 

But Levi was still nowhere to be seen. Think. Where would he be?

Your eyes flickered over to the darkest corner of the rose garden where you and Levi had spent some time together last week, just lounging on the bench there. Maybe he went to a hidden place that he was familiar with? If you couldn’t find him here, you would have to return to the party and get a team of servants to track him down. 

You walked out into the garden, the music slowly fading into the background the further you went. 

“Levi?” you called gently, trying to keep your voice low. “Are you here?” 

A little sniffle came from around the corner. Ah, there he was. 

“Sorry,” he sniffled as you rounded the corner. “I know I’m supposed to be inside, but I can’t. I’m a failure.” 

His outfit was rumpled and a little dirty from the bench, but he still looked as pretty as he did when you helped him get ready a few hours ago. 

“You’re not a failure, Levi,” you whispered, perching next to him. “Did the crowd get too much?” 

He hummed a miserable yes, so you scooted a little closer and took one of his hands in yours. 

“Why don’t you head to my bedroom while the party wraps up,” you offered, using your thumb to rub comforting circles on the back of his hands. “I can’t leave just yet, but if anyone asks after you, I’ll tell them you didn’t feel well, and when the party is over, I’ll come and we can spend a little time together, how does that sound?”

“I can go and wait in your room?” Levi asked, his eyes flitting up to yours for the first time, although they were still mostly hidden by his fringe. “Really?”

“Of course,” you pressed a kiss on his head. “You’ve shown your face, that’s all I can ask of you.”

“Thanks,” he murmured, standing up from the bench. “Come back soon, okay?”

“I’ll try,” you agreed with a smile. 

Levi nodded before he awkwardly smiled and fled around the other end of the castle to wait in your bedroom for you. 

Best finish up your duties as soon as possible. 

[undeaddevildom]

The Brothers Playing Minecraft

I don't know what this is i just zoned out for two hours and this is the aftermath. Sorry this is borderline incomprehensible I am sick in the head 👍

Unedited rip

ps I named them with their usernames :)

Luc1fer_

aw hell nah who got peepaw on the minecraft server

Only plays when asked and even then its not certain that he will join.

Probably takes all his brothers begging to get him online.

Not as fast a learner of the mechanics as his brothers and refuses to admit that he needs help figuring some things out.

But in the rare moments that everyone is playing together WITHOUT trying to tear each other apart? Hes soft </3

Nice house. Likes building more than anything else.

Probably considered getting the soundtrack vinyl but it doesn't come pre cursed… hm...

Has three dogs and they're all named Cerberus.

Was given good armor and gear by Levi specifically because Mammon figured out where he lived.

Well who else is gonna have some big fancy gothic mansion -_-

Secretly wishes he could play with his brothers more… he'd rather die than admit that though.

The only reason he has any deaths is because at the start Satan beat him to death with a stick a few times.

Achievement hunter. Him and Levi team up to complete them all.

His skin is of himself (Asmo made it) he thinks its cute… also will never admit that either.

wither rose stan. enjoyed when the wither blew up some of Beels farms because the mobs dropped a lot of them.

He loves his brothers and if playing with them for just a little while will make them happy and he has spare time? He'll be there.

Songs I think he'd like: Strad, Blind Spots, Ballad of the Cats

Biome(s) I think he'd like: Mountains

Dimension I think he'd like: End

xX_Mamm0ney_Xx

???are you a fucking mole?????

This mans strip mines WILL collide with yours. and he WILL find his way to your base with them.

Say goodbye to your valuables.

Went through four bases before going underground.

NOT to hide from anyone! Just because uhh its nice down here! Yeah!

Lives in a terraformed cave. Its for the best because his previous bases were EYESORES.

The concepts were great yeah sure.

But he cant choose good blocks to build with for shit.

Why is one part of the wall sponge and the other part is dirt and BLUE GLASS are you kidding me.

Is really into grinding for resources. 

"Theres gonna be something good right behind THIS BLOCK- okay no what about THIS ONE- or THIS ONE- THIS ONE- and it goes on and on until its been an hour, his pickaxe broke, and his inventory is full of stone. 

Will sell materials that he grinds for gold, which is worth more to him than diamonds for some reason.

This absolute lunatic will craft gold blocks and instead of putting them in a chest he will place them all in a pile in the center of his base

Asmo, the interior designer he is, decorated the cave to look like a dragon lair. Mammon loves it sm <3

Has the most deaths

Grinds for valuable items like music discs and mob heads (fails 70% of the time)

Prefers parkour over PvP. He doesn't like losing his stuff.

Thinks he's good at PvP either way. He is not.

[xX_Mam0ney_Xx was slain by L3v1ach4n.]

Always keeps a totem of undying that he borrowed in his offhand incase Levi catches him lacking.

Mains an Infinity, Flame bow and he named it Tax Collector

If he manages to kill someone they are NOT getting their stuff back and just to rub salt in their wounds he'll sort through their stuff too.

Accidentally killed Asmos sheep and went on a wild goose chase to replace it before he noticed.

Songs: Blocks, Aria Math, Pigstep

Dimension: Overworld

Biome: Lush caves, Mesa

L3v1ach4n

This big fucking NERD

Thinks he knows everything because he played Devilcraft. Its DIFFERENT!

Is a speedrunner.

But he waits for his brothers to catch up because he sees that they're genuinely having fun and they need his help and he feels really important :((

Had an axolotl named Henry until he finds an orange tropical fish. Then he has Henry 1.0 and Henry 2.0!

Until he learned the hard way that axolotls eat tropical fish :))

[Henry 2.0 was slain by Henry 1.0]

[xX_Mam0ney_Xx: FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT]

[Asm0baby: uh oh]

[belphiesnooze: oh??]

[L3v1ach4n: WHAT THE FUCKSJDGSJG]

[s4t4n: oh havent you heard? :)]

Has an ocean monument base that hes drained. Conduits for decoration and everything. The whole thing is a flex even if he didn't originally mean for it to be.

Decked out armor stands as decoration- yeah sure he's not trying to flex. Sure. 

Spam kills Mammon. Premeditated, unprompted, goes to Mammons house and breaks his bed and kills him.

Also griefs him. A lot.

Actively hunts him down for sport.

Is the reason why Mammon has the most deaths.

Doesn't tell Mammon where he lives so nothing goes missing. 

Sets traps similar to satans just in case.

Is ready to kill the dragon by day 2.

Accidentally brings the wither fight too close to Beels base so they kill it together.

He lets Beel keep the star as an apology for the damage it did.

Probably has deviltube streams for when he plays.

Names one of the monument guardians Lotan.

Recreates the entire HOL at some point.

Favorite biome: warm ocean or lush cave

Songs: Taswell, Shuniji - C148, Wait

s4t4n

As soon as he realizes PvP is on he's punching the shit out of Lucifer

Then runs as far away from spawn as he can and finds a village and ends up staying there.

Its only when he finally settles in foes he realize that hes not as far away from spawn as he thought

God damn it.

Sets up redstone traps around his base.

Also revamps the village and sets up a nice trading hall that he shares with Levi.

Lives relatively close to Asmo but not really. They travel to each others houses via nether hub.

Best at PvP on the server. Fear him.

Max enchants on his armor from his trading hall. He's set.

Virtually impossible to steal from. If you can manage to get past all of his elaborate traps and manage to get into his house you will be greeted with an ungodly amount of cats.

They sit on his chests to lock them.

But thats not even half of them.

You can hear him coming because he has 50+ cats following him meowing loud af. The sound of impending doom.

Him and Lucifer will PvP and the fight will just go on and on because they're both too stacked to die but neither of them will give up.

Bullied Mammon into giving him the Cat music disc.

His chests are so unorganized oh my god

Keeps all his essentials in shulker boxes and ender chests and whatever's in the regular, cat guarded chests at his house has just been sitting there since day one.

But he knows exactly whats in there.

His base is over a stronghold (only Levi and Asmo know) and they all decorated it together <3

His favorite dimension is the nether.

He loves the aesthetic and contrast to the other dimensions.

Biome: jungle edge or shattered savannah.

Songs: Haunt Muskie, Dreiton, Pigstep, and (obligatory) Cat.

asm0baby

Hang on he'll join in a second he has to finish making his skin

And downloading texture packs

And shaders

At this rate his pc is going to explode and he hasn't even joined yet-

Finds a pink sheep!! Its the highlight of his base

His builds are… there alright.

He can never get the shapes down or build roofs or figure out slab work and windows BUT HE HAS A VISION.

It looks better in his head...

However, he IS good at making block palettes and decorating.

Teams up with Mammon to make these JAW DROPPING builds its super cute.

They only argue 80% of the time :)

Gets paid in gear/tools/food to decorate his brothers houses too

Very good at paying attention to detail and keeping themes consistent.

Lives near Beel and has the crop farms smoothly morph into flower fields

RARELY Wears Armor. Has the 3rd most deaths solely because he keeps accidentally getting killed in his brothers crossfires. 

Says he doesn't want to cover his skin because he really liked it (it's him)

Is surprisingly good at PvP. Would be even better if he had more protection than just a shield.

Mains a high Power, Flame, and Infinity enchanted bow that he got from fishing with Satan. 

He and Satan have the most pets on the server. He was fishing so he could breed his cats.

Doesn't play all that much and has a bunch of unfinished projects laying around the server

But catch him in the club pulling a Levi and playing pocket edition, completely absorbed in it

Avid acacia appreciater. Insists that no one knows how to use it right.

Favorite Dimension: overworld (or aether if hes playing modded)

Favorite biome: flower fields or dark oak forest

Songs: Aria Math, Biome Fest, Cat, Approaches (Aether Soundtrack - Emile Van Krieken)

beely_bub

please for the love of god stop growing wheat

minecraft more like farmcraft because this man is absolutely lost in the sauce.

Has a farm for every edible ingame item and they're all HUGE.

Feeds the whole server.

None of his farms are automated. Hes doing all the work by hand.

As long as he has some irl snacks he will be fine, he actually really likes the game once he gets the hang of it.

Loves to explore above ground but doesn't like to stray too far away from home (or whoever he's exploring with)

His house is just a box. Maybe some windows. Asmo decorated it in exchange for food.

Runs out of storage space quickly because all his chests are full of seeds and food.

Didn't start mining until a week and a half in.

Levi noticed all the farms and then saw how he only had stone tools STILL and took him mining :)

Has crazy high xp levels because he doesn't enchant (he asks Satan to do it) 

"Are… are these baked beans??"

[Beely_bub tried to swim in lava.]

Is planning to build Belphie a cow ranch themed house. He's working on it- he just has to harvest this crop first hang on-

Has max defense armor (gifts from Levi and Satan for food trades) and mains a max sharpness axe.

Always keeps a shield in his offhand.

Wasted his diamonds on a hoe 😔

Whenever Levi and Mammon are spamming the chat with each others death messages he goes and breaks them up (more like gives Mammon a chance to run away)

Will eat when his hunger bar is missing half a point and it drives Levi crazy because he's wasting saturation Beel please-

Kills the wither with Levi

Also does a lot of damage in the dragon fight

Dimension: Overworld

Biome: plains or mountains

Songs: Oxyene, Approaches (Aether Soundtrack - Emile Van Krieken), Sweden.

belphiesnooze

...is this he afk or just ignoring me?

This mf CANNOT play with the soundtrack on. He'll fall asleep within the first 30 seconds.

Also doesn't care to build a nice house half the time.

His chests and stuff are all spread out around his bed and he doesn't even build walls around it. He's just raw dogging the wilderness like a freak.

In multiplayer he's probably basing with Satan or Beel.

Or crawling around inside Lucifer or Mammons walls like a rat.

Will go in your chests and spread everything out and make a MESS.

Mains a sword with a low level unbreaking enchant and max knockback.

Doesn't play too often because if theres not a lot going on he loses interest and might start napping.

Mostly plays with Beel, Levi, or Satan.

Sat in wide-eyed silence for 10 minutes straight when he tried to sleep in the nether and promptly exploded.

Beel had to console him.

He lost all his stuff :(

Despite keeping a bed in his hotbar like a maniac he almost never sleeps ingame.

He has a fleet for 80 phantoms chasing him down as hes trying to get into someones base for protection.

He leaves the door open and a bunch get in

Chaos.

Do NOT take him mining oh my god

He will bring: half broken pickaxe, Food that Beel gave him, maybe like 12 torches, and the bed that he NEVER USES. 

Has the second most deaths on the server.

Likes PvP even though he loses most of the time. Challenges Lucifer (full maxxed armor) with his wooden sword and iron boots.

Despite all of this he's the first person to get an elytra and absolutely keeps it away from everyone else. he doesn't even use it and hes SO smug about it.

Mammon is seething.

His favorite dimension is the End.

His favorite biome is a snowy taiga.

Songs from the soundtrack that reminds me of him: Key, Living Mice, Flake.

Bonus: most to least deaths.

Mammon

Belphie

Asmo

Beel

Lucifer

Satan

Levi

[devildomdisaster]

I'm sending this assuming that requests are open. If not, feel free to ignore this, haha

Can I request the bros reacting to mc getting annoyed and worried during a thunderstorm, and when they ask why mc answers with something akin to "my dog is terrified of thunderstorms, so it's become instinct to find him and comfort him"?

I've been slow to answer requests lately. Sorry, this took so long.

Lucifer:

Your constant pacing is annoying him. Lucifer can’t figure out why you are so agitated, and your pacing is starting to distract him from the paperwork he has to have done by morning. “It’s just a thunderstorm, Mc please.”

You whip around to glare at him so quickly he is taken aback.

Nothing in your expression says fear, and to be honest, Lucifer is relieved you don’t seem to be afraid of the storm. He hadn’t handled the situation well and he wouldn’t ever want you to think he cares so little for you that he would brush aside your fears as if they meant nothing.

Now that he is thinking clearly again he changes tactics.

“Mc, my dear, what has got you so upset?”

“My dog hates thunder, and I always have to comfort him during a storm. He’s not here. But I can’t help but worry. And it’s just instinct now I guess.

Lucifer seriously considers bringing your dog to the Devildom.

But the trouble that would get him into, the paperwork, Diavolo, the chance that some sort of harm could come to your pet dissuades him from that idea.

“I’m sorry mc.” and he really does look distressed that he can’t help you.

Until he realizes that Cerberus isn’t the biggest fan of thunder either. Cerberus’s room is more protected from the noise of the storm but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t like attention and comfort during a storm.

Lucifer takes your hand and silently leads you down to Cerberus.

You are understandably reluctant at first but Lucifer assures you that Cerberus is completely docile while he is around.

Soon you are snuggled up against the three-headed dog and Lucifer is finishing his work on the ground next to you.

Mammon:

Mammon bluntly asks you what has you so annoyed

“Oi human, what’s got ya all antsy?”

The way he says it makes you want to fight him just a little.

But he’s a demon and there’s no way a human could scare him with a little glare. Well normally your glare might scare him just a bit, but the look in your eyes now is tempered by the worry that is so clear on your face.

He drags you to his room and has you explain exactly why you are so worried.

Mammon asks you all about your dog.

He somehow distracts you by getting you to tell him all kinds of cute and funny stories about your dog.

You end up sitting with Mammon for hours, music playing in the background, almost completely forgetting about the storm.

He definitely wants to meet your dog now.

He’ll even go to Lucifer to get permission to visit your home in the human realm so you can both see your dog.

Levi:

You are distracting him from his gaming and it takes Levi a second to process that you might need his comfort.

“If you are going to be a distracting normie, could you at least not pace in front of the screen Mc?”

You apologetically move away from the screen towards the door.

“W-Wait! I didn’t mean you should leave! What’s wrong?”

You hesitate not sure if you want to tell him now, but then you spot Henry in his fishbowl.

“My dog hates thunder,” you say refusing to look at Levi and staring at the fishbowl instead “I usually have to go find him when a storm starts. But he’s not here, and I dunno… I think it’s just like instinct to comfort him but I cant so…”

Levi gets it.

He has so much love for his pets. Even the ones that grew into giant demon-eating monsters that don’t even recognize him.

He’d do almost anything for them.

You can’t go comfort your dog, but maybe Levi can comfort you?

He’ll try, even if he is blushy and nervous.

You’ll spend the storm exchanging stories about your pets and watching animes that are eerily similar to your situation. Like ‘My demon dog hates storms but I’m in the human realm and now the storms make me anxious because I can’t help but worry about him.’ and ‘My crush is worried about her pets and I almost messed everything up, but don’t worry I think I can help!’

Satan:

It’s no secret this demon is more of a cat lover.

But he still cares about your dog because he cares about you.

Blunt demon 2.0

Straight up asks you about your behavior as soon as you start acting weird. Although he is much more polite about it than Mammon.

“Mc, is there something you want to talk about? You seem distressed.”

“No!” you snap “Yes? Maybe? I don’t know Satan. This storm is driving me crazy! Every fiber of my being tells me I need to go find him. But he’s not here and I can’t help but worry and I know you mean well but there is nothing you can do to fix this.”

“Oh, well I don’t know if I would say there is nothing I can do. But who is he, kitten?” he asks gently, trying to understand

“My dog.”

You stare at him as he goes rummaging through the piles on one of his bookcases. After several minutes he turns triumphantly to you holding an ornamental metal hand mirror out to you.

It looks beyond old, and it’s surprisingly heavy and sturdy when he hands it to you.

“Just think of your dog and look in the mirror.”

“Like beauty and the beast?” you joke.

“Where do you think the ‘beast got the mirror in the first place?” Satan asks.

“I-What? You mean you-”

Satan’s eyes glint “That’s a story for another time, but yes I gave the ‘beast’ his magic mirror. But the fairy tales butchered the actual story,” He sighs.

You look in the mirror as instructed and see your dog with your family, tale wagging, dashing across a grassy field after a ball.

You smile “Thank you, Satan. This really helps.”

“Anytime Mc”

Asmo:

Asmo is telling you about his latest Devilgram post and how his followers “simply loved seeing the picture of you on the Ferris wheel with him,” when the first clap of thunder rolls through the air above the house of lamentation.

When you jump up at the sound Asmo thinks you’re afraid of the storm.

He carefully places the top to the nail polish he was using back on the bottle before focusing on you. “Darling, are you ok?”

You shake your head, pacing to the door then back to your vacated seat on Asmo’s bed.

“Mc darling can you tell me what’s wrong?” Asmo analyses your expression quickly, he’s looking for fear but doesn’t find any.

“It’s the storm,” you murmur “My dog can’t stand thunder and I’m used to going to find him when a storm starts. But I can’t really do that here so I’m stuck not knowing what to do with myself.”

“Oh Mc, that’s absolutely adorable!”

You glare half-heartedly at the demon.

“Don’t look at me like that!” Asmo pouts “I can’t help but react when you act so sweet.” he hums in thought for a moment.

“Is there someone taking care of him now?”

You nod “Yes, but I still worry sometimes.”

“I know darling. How about we go ask Lucifer if you can go for a visit tomorrow?”

You perk up at the thought and Asmo grins “Good, then we’ll do that first thing tomorrow morning. But for now, do you think we can distract you with a movie and some facemasks?”

Beel:

Beel doesn’t want to intrude, but he can’t help it when your mood starts affecting him.

He can’t enjoy the snacks he just bought when you seem so upset.

“Mc… will you tell me how I can help you?”

The sincerity of his question shocks you for a moment.

You blink up at him, feeling heat blooming in your cheeks.

“I’m sorry Beel, I didn’t mean to ruin your snacks”

“It’s ok Mc, you're more important.”

“It’s just that storms bother me. My dog hates them and when I can’t be there to comfort him I get… well like this.”

Beel nods and asks if you’d like to do something to take your mind off the storm.

“I don’t really know if I can just forget about the storm, you know?”

“That’s ok, how about we make some comfort foods then?”

Beel has you choose some music to play in hope of concealing the sound of thunder and you end up talking about your dog and cooking your favorite foods.

Beel is content helping out even if you aren't in the best of moods as long as he can help cheer you up just a bit.

Belphie:

Belphie is already annoyed that the thunder is keeping him from sleeping.

So your mood fits right in with his.

You can both be anxious/ annoyed little terrors together.

The rest of the brothers are giving you both plenty of space.

Somehow having someone in a similar mood as your own is helpful.

You can both be a little snappy without the other being offended or impatient.

You probably end up in a pile of pillows and blankets with Belphie. You're both a little restless but eventually, the comfort of the blankets and Belphie’s warmth calm you.

He’ll make sure you’re ok, with gently probing questions to find out what caused your mood.

He can’t exactly help your situation, after all, he doesn’t have the power to bring your dog to the Devildom and he doubts Lucifer would let him anyways.

But he can, and will let you talk if you want, and if not he’ll support you in silence.

He likes it best when you are happy but he knows there are problems he can’t solve.

He’ll ask if you’d like to dream about being home with your dog and if so he’ll influence your dreams.

[belphies-cuhm-sluht]

I'm sorry if I'm bothering but I cant stop thinking about the brothers reacting to the mcs family accepting them as mcs bf before and after they find out the bro is a demon

The Brothers When MC’s Family Accepts Them As Demons (Headcanons)

These got super long, so I’m gonna put them under the cut. Thanks for the request, this was super fun to do. 

Lucifer 

The amount of stress he had going into this was ridiculous. He didn’t want to meet your family in the first place, he thought it was unnecessary and he would have much rather they not knew that he and you were dating. You insisted though, and he begrudgingly agreed to meet them when you went back up to the human world for your birthday. Everything was going fine until you slipped up and used his full name, and he was honestly… relieved. He had hated the stupid nickname you had given to him… “Luci”. It made him cringe, but nobody really named their child Lucifer, so apparently it was necessary. That one slip though, and he froze up, waiting for your parents to freak out… but they didn’t. Honestly, he wondered if your parents were even listening, but then your dad tried to make a dad joke. “So Lucifer, what was the fall like? Just joking, glad you could join us.” Confused. Kind of worried about your parents judgement, because, of course he loves you and wouldn’t want anyone to get in between the two of you… your parents are just… okay?With you dating a demon? Might need to take the second that your parents didn’t take. 

Mammon 

Not really all for meeting your family, but then again, that could be another way of getting free gifts or money. Definitely decides that he wants to meet them around Christmas, and make sure to let them know that you’re bringing your boyfriend, and that he likes gold anything or just flat out cash. He was nervous, but he wouldn’t let that show. Obviously The Great Mammon doesn’t get nervous, not around some measly humans. But these humans, these humans were important to you, and if he didn’t make a good impression, well… he could handle his brothers talking bad about him, but your family was a whole different thing. Christmas morning seemed to be going along without a hitch, the two of you had decided to just call each other by pet names so his real name wouldn’t slip… that is until his greediness started to show and he started pestering your parents about what he got. You lightly smacked his arm, whispering his name, hoping that your family didn’t hear you. “Oh, Mammon? Like the demon of greed Mammon?” Uhm… why weren’t your parents freaking out? “Don’t worry. We didn’t really know what to get you, so we just decided on money. I’m sure you won’t mind.” He’s on a whole new level of shook. Your family is so chill, he wants to come back for every holiday. 

Leviathan 

Getting him to leave his own bedroom was a job on its own. Trying to get him to agree to meet your family was a whole new level of difficult. There was no need for it, they won’t like him, he’s a loser… he gave all these excuses, and although none of them were true to you, he believed them to be true. You were on the verge of giving up and he saw that, he saw that you were upset about it, and he didn’t want to be the reason for you being upset so he finally said that he would. Only for a day trip though. His anxiety was already through the roof and he didn’t want to be stuck in a house of a bunch of people he didn’t know longer than 24 hours. That was no problem for you though as your family was having a small get together. It was a cookout and there would be a pool and everything, just a pleasant day of family fun. That’s how you sold it to him, and although he was still reluctant, he liked the idea of a pool. So now, here you were, goofing off in the pool. He was pushing you around the pool in a little donut raft, and he decided it would be funny to flip you off of it. You squealed his name when you came up from out of the water, forgetting for a second where you were, and your entire family was looking at the two of you now. “Leviathan… I know I heard that name before… isn’t that that one demon who…” “Doesn’t matter what he is, they’re both having fun. Burgers are up in five minutes, kiddos.” They’re not… shocked? Not running for the hills, having a panic attack. Nope, just burgers. He finally feels like he can really relax now, and that’s all that matters. 

Asmodeus

Pfft, worried? Not him. People love him. Your parents will too, he was sure of it. He was all for visiting your parents, actually, he was the one who brought it up. You were about to visit your mom for her birthday, and he decided that he wanted to come along too, since he’d never met your family before. He felt like you were hiding him and he didn’t like that feeling, so now he was coming to your mom's birthday and he even picked her out a gift. Obviously it was self-care set, but what else was he going to get her? It’s Asmo. Of course, your mother loves him immediately. He’s kind and he’s gentle and soft spoken, and he keeps calling her beautiful. He was a charmer, and everything was going great. The entire party went flawlessly, and you both thought that you’d get through the day without anyone finding out that your boyfriend was in fact a demon. That is, until your mother stopped the two of you for goodbye hugs, and she decided to become curious about his name. “Is Asmo your full name, or is it short for something else?” She was so inquizitive, and you bit your lip, hoping that he’d just agree that Asmo was his name, but, he had no shame. He told her that it was short for Asmodeus, and at first she looked shocked, but then she just shrugged. “Hmm, well… isn’t that something. You two get home safely, and come back soon, okay?” At first he thought that she just didn’t know who he was, but you explained to him that she knew, she just didn’t care. He kind of had a feeling it would happen that way though, so he was just as happy as he was before he came up to visit. 

Satan 

He’ll agree to visit your parents, you don’t have to bribe him, convince him, nothing. He just wants you to call him by his real name. He said he would be on his best behaviour, and that your family would have no reason to hate him unless they’re judging him strictly off of his name, but if that’s the case, then they’re shit anyway and he doesn’t want to associate with them. It was a Fathers Day party, and you were on edge the entire time. Your parents weren’t judgemental at all, but the name, his name alone would freak anyone out. He was a true gentleman, shaking your fathers hand and having regular conversations with him about different books that they’ve read. Things were great, and then dinner came along. Satan and your dad were still talking amongst themselves when he stopped in the middle of his sentence. “You know, Y/N never did tell us your name. Things have just been so busy, I’m sorry about that.” Satan didn’t hold back, he almost too proudly stated his name to your father, like he was expecting some type of freak out. It was your mom who chuckled lightly, shaking her head. “Ah, leave it to Y/N to date Satan. Well, everyone seems happy in the relationship, who am I to judge?” And with that everyone went back to eating. You were more shocked than Satan was, he just seemed really smug now, continuing his conversation with your dad. It felt like a giant weight had been lifted off your shoulders. 

Beelzebub 

Halloween, you chose Halloween. There was candy involved and he seemed excited about it. He was always so sweet and you really felt like you had nothing to worry about with him, how could anyone not like Beel? He was a big teddy bear, an absolute sweetheart. He wasn’t even nervous about meeting your family, and there was no reason for him to be. When he walked into your house everyone greeted him with open arms, warm welcomes, and soft smiles. Honestly, the only thing intimidating about him was his height, but everyone quickly got over that and it even became a sort of joke between him and your dad. “Oh, watch your head there, pal. If Y/N would have told me you were so tall I would have raised the archways a little more.” Dad jokes, and while you were embarrassed whenever your dad said anything, Beel seemed to love it. When snack trays went out, Beel devoured everything almost immediately, and it was only when he had cleared the entire table that he realized what he did, smiling sheepishly at you. Your family was clearly… concerned. Beel decided to take it upon himself to explain everything since you seemed so worried, and his plan was, if they freaked out, he’d just take you back to the Devildom to celebrate Halloween there. It was quite the opposite though, and your mom actually seemed relieved that there was a reason for him eating so much. “That makes so much sense. I was getting worried that someone wasn’t feeding you. Well, you can always come home anytime for dinner, alright?” So happy, he’s so happy. Ends up changing into his demon form for a Halloween costume which amazes everyone. He asks to visit your family at least once a week for dinner now. It’s a second home to him. 

Belphegor

Why visit your family when he can just sleep? Sleep is life. He’ll probably just zonk out at your parents house anyway, but that wasn’t the point. You wanted him to at least meet your parents once. They had asked you to come home, and you had told them before that you had a boyfriend and they really wanted to meet him too. It wasn’t particularly hard to say no to you, it’s just that he didn’t like hurting your feelings, and he felt like it was the least he could do considering he did… kill you once. He really did do his best to stay awake, not for your parents, but for you. He didn’t want you to think he was rude for falling asleep at the dinner table, which almost happened. Once everyone moved into the living room though, he couldn’t help himself. Leaning against your shoulder he slowly dozed off and your mom noticed immediately. “Just like your father, able to fall asleep anywhere and everywhere.” You heard Belphie scoff quietly, deciding that he would throw out a joke about being Belphegor, the Demon of Sloth. Of course, you knew that it wasn’t a joke, and you tensed up, waiting for your mom’s reaction to it. “Oh, well, that makes sense now. Do you need a pillow, or a blanket? A warm cup of tea?” He peaked one eye open, staring at your mom for a second before looking up at you and declining, almost too politely. He was kind of bummed out that your mom wasn’t scared of him. There was no fun in it. At least he got to nap a little longer though, and she brought him a cup of tea anyway, so he was still winning in the end. All is well that ends well.

[gnocchighoul]

The boys (+undateables?) reactions when they discover MC is actually a vampire?

....so I’m a dingus and didn’t realize that this was also for the undateables and just wrote it for the brothers, my bad 😅 Part two maybe? 👀

WARNING: as this is about vampires, it’s a little bit morbid. I strayed away from being too graphic, but y’know. Vampires. There’s death and blood and such. 

Enjoy! :D

~

Lucifer

In hindsight, he really should have figured it out on his own.

But it’s not like he’s been around enough humans lately to know what Normal human behavior is. 

So he just kinda took your... quirks at face value.

So what if you’re far too comfortable with the Devildom’s constant state of nighttime? Solomon doesn’t seem to mind it either, so maybe humans are just more nocturnal now.

And perhaps your Very Strong aversion to garlic is a little odd, but Mammon wouldn't eat it either for the first 600 years of his life, so it’s not that weird.

You’re also not phased by constantly being surrounded by demons and monsters, which is a little strange, but maybe you’re just like the ancient greeks. A monster fucker.

You feeling right at home in the Devildom is auspicious for the exchange program, so he doesn’t bother dwelling on it.

Though maybe he does find it a little bit weird when you really insist that he start drinking cranberry juice.

(It’s just for health benefits of course, totally has nothing to do with you prepping your next meal)

So what, you may ask, triggers his big lightbulb moment?

You fall off the roof.

And you just get right back up.

Now he knows that humans aren’t supposed to be THAT durable, so he stops you from scaling the side of the fucking house with your bare hands, and very eloquently asks you, “What the fuck?” 

You shake him off. “What? Mammon and I are playing roof-ball.” 

Lucifer stares. “You fell. I saw how hard you hit the ground. You should be dead.”

You laugh. “Dead? Just from a little fall like that? Are you serio-ohhh wait. You don’t know, do you?” 

You give him your biggest, cheesiest grin and—oh. 

Fangs.

...And now he understands why you want him to drink cranberry juice.

Mammon

You are, by far, the weirdest human he’s ever met. 

Which is saying something, because Solomon is literally just a few blocks away.

Seriously, despite camping out in your room nearly every single night, Mammon has never seen you sleep, he’s pretty fucking sure that sometimes you don’t even breathe, you won’t step foot into the House of Lamentation unless someone invites you in, and who the hell hates garlic that much?? 

But you’ve also expressed your intense dislike for crosses, so he supposes that you’re not unredeemable. 

Just weird.

But it’s incredibly annoying how you wont sleep. Your tossin’ and turnin’ is killing him, why the fuck can’t you just settle down? You need to just put your DDD down and sleep already, dammit.

He sits up, ready to tear you a new one—and pauses. 

“Um,” his voice is high, somewhat uncertain, and your eyes snap over to look at him. “Why are you looking at coffins for sale?” 

You sigh, a bit wistfully. “I just can’t stand sleeping in a bed anymore. I didn’t want to be rude, so I really did try, but it's been a couple hundred years since I last had one and it’s just murder on my back. I think I’m gonna just have to get a coffin. They’re so much more comfortable.” 

Briefly, Mammon considers running. 

Instead, he says, “What the fuck?” 

You quirk an eyebrow at him. “You do know I’m a vampire, right?” 

...What the fuck—

Mammon lays back down—crosses his arms over his chest with a huff and pretends that he isn’t totally freaked the fuck out. “‘Course I do, don’t be stupid. Now go to sleep already.” 

So that he can escape before you try to eat him.

“Mammon,” you sing, leaning over the bed to loom over him. He swallows hard—can’t look away from your sharp, toothy grin. 

You coo, “I can hear the scared little pitter patter of your heart, darling.”

He squeaks.

Levi

Honestly, Levi is so so happy to have another irl friend who’s into video games that he looks past your strangeness.

You like to stay indoors and play games!! That’s something he has in common with you that his brothers don’t, and that’s all that matters!

...Though he does find it a little weird how sometimes you just kinda sniff him. 

The first dozen times he nearly had a heart attack, and when he asked why you were doing it, he Really wasn't expecting you to shrug and say “I dunno, you just smell tasty” 

Seriously. Tasty? Are you Beel or something, what’s that supposed to mean?!

He’s not entirely sure why you’re a bit of a shut in gamer though, because despite your, ah, quirks, you’re still so much cooler than he is, so what’s the deal with that?

When he asks, you just shrug and say, “Old habits die hard, I guess. Real sunshine hurts, but virtual doesn’t, so I just got kinda used to living through games and staying indoors.”

“Oh.” Levi’s a bit surprised, but sympathetic. “So, you sunburn easily?” 

He’s not entirely sure why you’re laughing now, since that wasn’t a joke. He was just trying to be friendly :(

But then you hug him and he’s too flustered to be offended anymore jndcks

So, when does it finally click for Levi that you’re a vampire?

You guys are having a game night in his room.

He accidentally takes a sip of your caprisun and realizes, very quickly, that it is not the refreshing juice of a caprisun pouch.

He throws up a little bit.

And screams.

And maybe blacks out for a few seconds.

But when he finally calms down and lets you explain, he’s pretty damn enchanted, because this is just like Help, My Roommate Is A Vampire And I Didn’t Know Until A Vampire-Hunter Mistook Me For Them And Attacked Me!! :D 

Satan

Satan considers himself to be somewhat of a detective, y’know. His brain is just filled to the brim with Big Smarts

Naturally, he puts that jelly thicc thought tank of his to good use and realizes very quickly that you aren’t totally human. 

At first, he isn’t totally sure what you are.

And then a coffin gets delivered to the house, which upon seeing you cheer “Oh sweet, my new bed!!” aaaand he puts the pieces together.

You become somewhat of a case study to him. You’re the first vampire he’s ever encountered and he just wants to know everything and anything about your life.

He’s so intrigued by you.

But you frustrate him SO much.

He wants to know about how you were turned!! It’s not like he has any other vampires that he can ask about their experience!! And you fucking tell him a different story every day!!

“A cat jumped over my deceased body!”

“I was stabbed and the wound wasn’t treated with boiling water!” 

“On a dark and stormy night, I came across a palace and the owner, a hospitable gentleman, let me take refuge there. But then, I quickly realized that I was actually a hostage, and when I tried to escape, that fucker turned me!”

“Nobody put an obolus in my mouth to pay the toll of the Styx, so Charon the ferryman sent me back! What a great guy.” 

“A chupacabra bit me!”

Needless to say, he considers breaking the wooden leg off one of the dining room chairs and stabbing you with it, but the lecture he would get from Lucifer just isn’t worth the effort. 

He’s gonna pull the truth out of you one of these days.

Asmo

“My my, darling, what sharp teeth you have~” Asmo purrs, lifting a finger to brush against them, doe-eyes wide and curious. “The better to eat me with, hopefully?” 

You smile. “Something like that.”

And you fuckin’ bite his finger.

His scream is fantastic. If you actually draw blood next time, maybe he’ll even shatter the windows! 

He swats your leg sharply with a silk folding fan and cries, “What if you had broken my skin!? Do you have any idea how much time and effort goes into maintaining this soft, supple skin?! What’s wrong with you, you psychopath?”

“Don’t hit me,” you pout, scooting away from him. “I couldn’t help it! You just smell so sweet and I haven’t had any blood in a while, so—”

“Huh?” Asmo blinks, looking a bit confused. Then recovers far too quickly and waggles his eyebrows at you. “Oh, so that’s what you’re into! What a pleasant surprise~” 

You thunk him on the back of the head. “Didn’t anyone ever teach you not to tease a vampire?”

Asmo’s grin could rival the sun.

“A vampire?! Well why didn’t you say so sooner?” 

He’s already taking off his shirt.

“Get over here already and take a bite out of me~”

Beel

When he finds out that you’re a vampire, his first thought is to worry over if you can eat normal food or not.

He’s very relieved when you tell him that you can, so long as you’ve had enough blood, but that garlic is a very big no-no.

Naturally, you two bond over how both of you never quite feel full. 

It’s not uncommon for the other house members to find you two laying face down on the floor, tummies rumbling, whining about how you’re staaaaarving

You carry around snacks for him, and Beel makes sure that you’ve always got access to blood (whether that means stashing blood bags, letting you feed from him, or a combo of both ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) )

He’s probably going to be the least weirded out by your ~undead tendencies~

Honestly, he’s a bit relieved by how strong you are. The last thing he ever wants to do is hurt you or see you get hurt, and it gives him peace of mind when he realizes that you’re actually pretty durable!

But it does give him a fucking heart attack the first time he sees you yeet yourself out a second story window to crush poor, poor unassuming Mammon.

He also really loves how your body temperature naturally runs cold. He’s a space heater, you’re an icicle—it just works. Snuggle time is good :)

He totally compares the size of your incisors with his jkdcnkj

He just thinks you’re really neat!!!

But he is very sympathetic about how you cant eat good garlic bread :(

Belphie

Listen.

We all know this emo boy is a vampire fucker, probably even more so than Asmo.

(He read Twilight. He saw all the movies. He had merch.)

(Fuck Edward and Jacob though, he was Team Alice all the way.)

(If he can stay awake long enough, he reads really shitty vampire romance novels.)

He just thinks vampires are hot, okay? He can’t help that his soul longs to be a vampire fucker.

Just accept it into your heart. Belphie already has.

So needless to say, he’s THRILLED when he finds out that you’re a vampire. He tries to play it cool though and pretends that he isn’t immediately trying to jump your bones dfghjkjh

He overheard you telling Satan that you got bitten by a Chupacabra, and they’re known for going after cows right? 

He is a cowboy, y’know, guess you’re just gonna have to go to him now when you’re thirsty, y’know, since you were bitten by a Chupacabra. it just makes sense, really ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

(No it doesn’t)

(But let’s be real, are you gonna pass up the chance to snuggle the shit out of him AND get a snack out of it? No. No you’re not.)

(He totally makes you arm wrestle Beel to recreate the “Iconic” twilight scene with Emmett and Bella.)

(When he realizes that you’re strong, he’s gonna make you give him piggyback rides, just like Edward and Bella :) and no he doesn’t care how ridiculous you both look)

[diavolosthots]

What about a Belphie fic with a reader that loves spoiling him rotten with affection?

Okay so... I kind of strived away from this... 💀 i ... Kind of forgot to read this correctly and then wrote something and ugh anyway I hope its okay

Attention (BELPHEGOR X GN!READER)

It started small at first; his bed being made here and there, his pillow being freshly washed, you know, nothing super unusual. He also thought it was just beel getting worried again. His brother has a tendency to think Belphie will die if he doesn't make his bed or wash his pillow every week. Obviously, thats not true, but to appease Beel, Belphie usually does those things. Except… it wasnt beel. Beel hasnt been getting onto him in a long time now and so his next logical explanation, that wasnt actually logical, was that he was imagining these things or simply forgot that he was the one who did indeed do them. Short term memory loss isn't that uncommon, right? It cant be that uncommon with demons either, or at least that's what hes telling himself at this point. 

Except that it didn't stick with those things. He'd soon find breakfast ready beside his bed, which usually didn't last long because beel ate it before belphie even had the change to wake up from the smell. Or maybe he'd find a new blanket that was awfully soft wrapped around him. His favorite drinks would be appearing at the exact moment he was craving him and one time, when he was trying to relieve himself in the shower, he suddenly saw a porn magazine on the counter beside the toilet. Coincidence? Maybe but it gets weirder: all his clothes would be folded, all his foods would be taken care of, hed find new pillows surrounding his favorite and hell! He even got a new pair of boots! It was like christmas, except that christmas shouldnt be here yet. 

It took him forever to figure out it was you, too! Asmo called it his "secret lover" and "oh my i remember my secret lovers! Of course they didnt stay secret for long!..." Honestly he tuned Asmo out after that so he doesn't know the rest of the story. Lucifer thought someone broke into the house at first until belphie mentioned the freshly washed clothes and that just didnt make sense to him, "no one breaks into someones house just to wash their clothes." As much as everyone was confused with him, they didnt need to be because you immediately came forward and admitted that it was you. 

"Why?" "Because I like you, silly, and you deserve to be spoiled and relax a bit." He wanted to scoff at first because come on, (Y/N), even he knows that he sleeps his life away, but the first part kind of caught him off guard, "you like me?" Of course you liked him; whats there not to like? He was very easy going, cuddly, and kind of sassy, which checked off at least some of your boxes. He was also strong which made you feel safe and protected. You loved hanging out with Belphie and honestly its kind of surprising to you that he never caught on that it was you. "You didnt notice? Who else knows your favorite drinks besides beel? Or what kind of blanket you like; fluffy but not too heavy so you don't get hot?" 

In all honesty, he looked kind of dumbfounded. Had you really been paying that much attention to him while he hasnt even gotten your favorite color? He feels pathetic, in a way. Someone actually took the time and effort to get to know him and he couldn't even be bothered to know something as simple as their favorite color. "... (Y/N) I--!" "Its okay. " you smiled at him, grabbing his hand and pulling him against you, wrapping him up in a hug while the smile continued to dance on your lips. "Its okay… i like taking care of you… And spoiling you… and buying you thinks. All i ask is that you continue to be there by my side." Well that's easy, hes practically glued to your hip already! Wait… 

"You noticed before i did…" his own words caught him off guard for a moment but it was true. You had noticed before he did… you noticed that he was falling for you, too, and unlike him, you had acted on it. "I'm sorry I didn't notice���." But you shook your head "no… its okay because I knew… you shouldve really noticed sooner from where it came from, though…. That was a little sad. " you laughed softly, finding him smiling down at you and actually returning your embrace now, "keep spoiling me with your attention… And you got yourself a deal…." 

[forgottenchildrenofthedamned]

aight I'm already inlove with your work with just that one obey me fic, angst runs in my blood so I'm wondering if I could request some obey me angst? Like,, maybe mc missing their own siblings and feels homesick and jealous of the brothers and maybe hates them for it because they brought the mc there??? when they could be w/ their sibs?

Heyyy! I’m glad you enjoy my writing! I loved the idea of this and definitely went a different route than I originally planned. I just couldn’t help myself! MC is a total badass and deserves to be portrayed as such. I hope you love it!! @sundaezznap

Homesick MC Taking It Out on The Demon Brothers

⚠️TWs: Cursing, yelling, crying, derogatory terms (not aimed at reader), hanging with rope (male being hung by his feet), abusive behavior, hitting, angst, threatening⚠️

Gender neutral reader. ✅

Word count: 1,393

Glancing over at the photo that laid on your night stand, a deep feeling of anger and resentment began to reside in the back of your mind. Sitting up, you reached over and grabbed the photo. It had been taken a long time ago; specifically when you had last seen your family. Your last birthday before the Devildom.

The picture consisted of your two younger brothers, yourself, your mom, and your dad. You always seemed to smile when you saw the way your brothers had wrapped their arms around you, seemingly begging for you to stay. However, this time when you looked at the photo, you couldn’t hide the distinct frown that overcame your features.

It had now been 9 months since you came to the Devildom and it pained you to be away from the ones you loved for so long. Even if you had found more people to love around you, you couldn’t help the feelings of homesickness and resentment that resided within you.

Feeling a deep sense of dread, you found yourself aimlessly wandering the halls. Whenever you felt homesick, you usually went to find the brothers and listen to their sibling bickering; it reminded you of your own brothers and made you feel like not so much had changed.

This time, instead of finding the brothers engaging in a hopeless argument with no winner, you found an upsetting scene before you. In this situation, there were 6 winners and 1 particular loser: Mammon. You couldn’t believe what you were watching.

Standing there, taking in the scene, your eyes flickered between all of the brothers in disbelief. The first thing that had caught your eye was the dangling second eldest brother that hang from the ceiling of the stairwell. Beside him, the eldest brother winded up his arm, preparing to once again hit his younger sibling with the shiny, black paddle that glimmered in the dim lighting.

Once the paddle struck, you heard a distinct chuckle from your right. This is when you had seen Satan and Asmo kneeling on the ground below Mammon, laughing at his tear-stained face as he couldn’t stop himself from breaking down in front of his brothers. One thing you did not expect to see, however, was Beel, Belphie, and Levi standing in the back, smirking and laughing to themselves as they leaned against the stair railing. This is what brought you over the edge.

Lucifer winds his arm back up again, Mammon’s crys growing louder. “Please! It wasn’t me! I swear! Please! I cant take it anymore, ya raging psycho!!” He closed his eyes tightly, the fear evident on his face as his tears fall to the floor beneath him.

Mere seconds before solid wood met skin, you furiously stepped in between Lucifer and Mammon, shielding the brother. Firmly, with no fear, you demanded, “Stop this nonsense.”

None of the brothers had expected this. You had teased Mammon just as much as anyone else; it made no sense for you to step in. But you did and they wanted to know why. All of the 6 brothers straightened their backs, tensing up at the fury radiating off of you as they awaited an explanation. “What..is the matter with you all?!” Full of anger and disgust, you bitterly demanded an explanation.

“What’s the matter with us?! What’s the matter with you?!” Asmo chirped as he rose from his knees. “This Jackass took my brand new limited edition red peppermint scented Devildom lipstick!” With this, he pointed an accusatory finger at Mammon, raising his eyebrows, waiting for you to defend his thief of a brother.

With this ridiculous accusation, you crossed your arms. Calm and steadily, you rose to the challenge Asmo had thrown at you. “It’s behind the bathroom sink. It rolled off the counter and got stuck there while we were gossiping in the bathroom this morning while you got ready. You said you would get it later. I guess you must’ve forgotten.”

The cold stare you gave Asmo spoke paragraphs. He hesitantly lowered his arm, admitting defeat. “Would any more of you like to accuse your brother of anything else?” In shame, 5 of the demon brothers before you not only lowered their heads in shame, but slightly shook their heads no as well. “Then we’ll be on our way then. Beel, untie the end of the rope and let Mammon down. Now.”

Beel does as you say, no retort to be heard. Once he was lowered onto the floor, you strode over to Mammon, beginning to untie the rope that covered his body. In response, Lucifer spoke up, “Why are you defending this scoundrel?” Furious and even more upset than before, you whirled around, leaving Mammon’s hand free to finish untying himself.

“That ‘scoundrel’ is your little brother, Lucifer! I would’ve thought that you out of everyone here would’ve known the importance of being a big brother. Your job is to protect and love him!! Not perform public beatings as amusement!!” As much as Satan loved watching you blow up at Lucifer, he was as equally concerned for you and the emotions you were feeling.

Taking a step forward, Satan held his hand out and gently questioned, “MC, why are you so upset about this? We’ve done this a million times before.” The look of concern on his face made your stomach twirl. The lack of respect Satan had for his own flesh and blood compared to the admiration he showed a random human being was devastating.

“That’s exactly what the problem is. You’re all so caught up in your own bullshit that you decide to spontaneously throw it on Mammon without acknowledging the consequences and pain that comes as a result. It’s absolutely disgusting and makes me feel repulsed.” You hesitated for a moment before seething the harsh words on your mind. “If I was back home, I would protect and love my brothers, no matter the cost. You all are pathetic excuses for brothers.”

Mammon, finally having enough with all he had heard, lightly grasped your hand, forcing you to look away from the demons in front of you. “C’mere. It’s ‘kay.” You soon felt yourself being embraced by Mammon, his strong arm holding your head against his chest. It hadn’t been until you felt the wetness on Mammon’s shirt that you realized that you’d have been crying. Feeling utterly hopeless, you let out a sob.

After a few moments of complete silence, you gently double-tapped Mammon’s shoulder blade, letting him know that you were okay now. Once free of his hold, you straighten your back, closed your eyes, and calmed yourself with a deep sight. Having regained your composure, you whirled around to face the monsters in front of you with a gentle smile.

“Being that you’re the reason I’m here in the first place, Lucifer; I wish to not speak with you for the remainder of my stay here at the Devildom.” With these words, all that could be heard was the sound of leather gloves tightening around the wooden paddle in Lucifer’s hand in desperation. “I also wish the privilege to go see my family whenever I ask, no matter what you’re doing.” The scowl on Lucifer’s face deepened. “Because I actually care for my brothers, afterall.”

The room had become so silent that the sound of a single crumb dropping to the floor could be heard. “Is that understood, Lucifer?” Your eyes bore into Lucifer’s, challenging him to protest. With no reply given, you giddly turned around and placed your hand on Mammon’s chest, urging him to leave. “Great! Then we’ll be on our way then!”

Confused and unnerved, all of the remaining six brothers could do was watch you start to walk away. You, however, decided to stop in your tracks. Back still turned to the demons, you coldly stated, “If I ever find any of you taking advantage of or abusing the brotherly bond you’re able to share with each other ever again: I won’t think twice before I go before Lord Diavolo and wish for my return to the human world.”

Having made your case extremely clear, you began walking again. There was one last thing you had to say, however. “You’ll do well to remember this incident the next time you even think of stealing an innocent human away from their life again.”

[om-headcanon]

☆ mc catching the obey me brothers crying

i believe its fair to assume mc has seen at least one of the boys cry. here is what i believe happened. (if you want me to do undateables, let me know! tw for low self worth, panic attacks, and survivors guilt/death mentions)

lucifer

without a doubt the most embarassed to be caught crying

he had just gotten into an argument with diavolo, and he questions his importance in diavolos life

he goes into the study to get some extra work done late at night to reassure himself he is useful

with all of the stress from the situation at hand and some stress from supporting the family on his back, he cant help but shed a few tears

all he wants to do is keep those around him happy and healthy... and it tears him apart when he cant

if i cant make the ones i love happy then... what can i do...

he doesnt notice your presence, as he has hands over his eyes and is breathing slowly in order to relax himself

you call out his name softly to get his attention

lucy jumps and tries wiping his eyes and playing it off as if he was never crying

you walk closer to him and he keeps inquiring if theres anything you need

you dont say anything, you just place your arms around him and hold him in a tight embrace

and he starts crying again on your shoulder... harder, this time. holding you tighter and closer in the embrace

because of his pride, its hard for him to admit what he needs the most: someone to show they care for him

mammon

mammon is the type to not cry often but when he does, its a lot

while his brothers dont really have bad intentions, the daily degradation they execute against mammon really gets to him

he can only put up his confident front for so long, and not long after a fight with asmo, it recedes

he lay on his bed sobbing heavily into a pillow to muffle the sound for nearly a full hour

his mind cant help but insist all the words his siblings tell him are true... and he wishes more than anything that you were there to tell him they werent

he looks up to the door every once in a while with blurry vision, mind convincing him theyre at the door, but you not being there makes him cry even harder

maybe they just think the same as the rest of my brothers

he hears the doorknob, but convinces himself its his mind again. ironically enough, this makes him cry even harder

except its actually you this time

you run over to his bed to sit down next to him and rub his back reassuringly, asking if hes alright

he jolts up, shocked youre actually here. he closes his mind and smiles sadly with a tear stained face

he pulls you into an embrace and whispers a soft thank you... your presence helps him more than you will ever know

you hold him for a few minutes and tell him how awesome the Great Mammon really is

leviathan

its been a long stressful day at rad, and he cant help but overthink every single action he has made

every single glance hes made, every single word hes said ... just everything

most days he would resort to playing a game or watching an anime he loves in attempt to distract himself, but other days its not that easy

he starts spiraling, thinking of not only everything hes done that day, but actions hes done in the past too

eventually hes past the point of no return, and starts having a panic attack

levi cant seem to catch his breath and with the thoughts still rushing through his head at full speed, he cant attempt to calm himself down

he envies those who dont feel the way he does right now because god, what he would do to not feel like this

you were just wondering why your gaming buddy hasnt come looking for you so naturally, you go to him

you knock on his door waiting for him to ask you for the entry code... but theres no response

you enter and are quite shocked to see levi shaking on his bed

this is familiar to you... whether youve had to guide a friend through a panic attack or have been through one yourself, you know what to do

you reassure him this will all pass and knowing how hard school is for him, you tell him he did well today

you get him to regulate his breathing and gain some composure

hes embarassed you had to see him like that... but he lets you know hes so thankful that you came to help him

satan

he just wants to be his own person but with how his life was set for him, its almost as if thats a tall order

its very rare he cries from happiness or anything like that, but sometimes he gets so sad that he gets angry... and then he cries a lot

no one dares to go near him like that

and that hurts him too... that nobody could or would ever dare to console him because they fear what hed do to them

he acknowledges this is a justified fear as he is after all the representation of wrath itself, but it still hurts nonetheless

belphie decided to poke fun and tease satan reminding him of how hes lucifers shadow

he didnt take it well... and retreated to his room to handle his emotions

he knew his family didnt want anything to do with him while he was angry... and that made him feel like a burden

but he grew used to everyone expecting he handle his emotions himself even if every once in a while he desired some reassurance

satan sat in a corner of his room crying to himself waiting for this to pass because he didnt believe anyone else would care to check on him

but you were curious as to why he wasnt in his usual 4 pm reading spot, so you decided to check his room

he was just sat completely still staring into the distance while tears fell down his face

he didnt even notice your presence until you sat down next to him

you didnt want to pry, so you just asked if he wanted to talk about it

he shook his head, laid on your shoulder, and just said “this is all i need”

asmodeus

ahh... while self love is so easy for him, self value isnt

its easy for him to believe people want to be around him solely with lustful intent rather than because they genuinely love him

he doesnt really believe anyone could ever love him

so he overcompensates through self love because he believes hes the only person who could ever love him

hes great at hiding it but sometimes, this gets to him... especially after some quick encounters with others at the fall

he thinks maybe there is no depth to him.. maybe i really am just a pretty face and nothing else

asmo cries pretty often, but he only lets people see him cry when its over something material (ie, he couldnt get a new bag hes been wanting for weeks)

he cries quietly too in effort to make sure nobody sees him

he seemed to have forgetten that you two were planning to go shopping today so you went to his room to see if he was ready

you werent expecting to see him rolled over in bed softly crying to himself

you startled him when you said his name

“oh, mc, i didnt see you there!” he chuckles lightly to himself in effort to change the mood of the atmosphere as he wipes his eyes

you ask if hes okay and his sad smile falls slightly

he asks you if you genuinely think he could ever be lovable

your heart breaks a little knowing that he even has a moment of self doubt, but you reassure him that hes a lovable person inside and out

you hug him tightly while another tear falls down his face

you two decide shopping is best for another day... for now, you just want to talk and do facials

beelzebub

beel loves his family a lot

more than he loves food (also a lot)

he hates conflict between them and would do absolutely anything to avoid it

what he hates the most about himself is how hungry he gets... hes aware its poorly timed but theres really nothing he can do about it

but the feeling hes being an inconvenience to those he loves hurts him

beel is great at smiling as often as possible, but if theres any tension between the family, he wont stop crying until its resolved

once he was so hungry it wasnt possible to control himself and he ended up going on a rampage

he earned scolds from lucifer, mammon, and satan for this

it tore him apart knowing that he had caused his family trouble for even a second and he started crying because of the guilt

he couldnt even find enough energy to make it back to his room, so he just sat in the kitchen with tears on his face

you had decided to go to the kitchen to get a snack when you saw him

he apologized for being in the kitchen and offered to move if you wanted his seat, but you declined

beel didnt even bother wiping the tears from his eyes... he wore them like they were a punishment for his own behavior

when you asked him what was wrong, all he said was that he was a bad brother

you tried to tell him otherwise, but then he went into detail about the situation and how all he does is cause the family distress

you told him that isnt true at all and he continues to bring light and happiness to all those around him

hearing that his brothers will come around and know he meant no harm is all he needed to hear

“thank you, mc... i feel less hungry when im with you”

belphie

he has lots of survivors guilt

its been millenia but he still wishes that it was him instead of lilith

because of this he cries quite often, but never in front of anyone other than beel

this feeling that lilith and him should have traded places haunts him often, and its not always so easy to sleep it off

as fore mentioned, he usually finds comfort in talking to his older twin but beel isnt always there

beel was at one of his clubs at rad and belphie didnt want to bother him, but he really did need someone right now

unlike his older brothers, belphie actually makes an effort to find you

he doesnt find you in your room nor the kitchen, so he continues to search around the house in hopes youre around here somewhere

he happens to find you by yourself in the study on your d.d.d.

belphie feels bad bothering you, and enters the room quite quietly

“mc, can we talk?”

he sits down next to you and lays his head on your shoulder

contrary to what he stated he wanted, not much talking is being done

he just lies there quietly crying with no explanation why

he realises he may not be as ready to talk about it as he thought... but thats okay

you tell him that youre going to listen whenever hes ready to talk about it

that makes him feel a lot better

he falls asleep right there with a thankful smile placed on his face

[simpfortheseven]

Hey I hope you're doing well please take care of your health and also feel free to not do this request if it feels like too much but if you don't mind can you please do a hc for the om brothers when mc is sleep deprived and needs the bros to cuddle her to fall asleep? Thank you so much!❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Obey Me: MC who is sleep deprived, so the bros cuddling them to get them to sleep/MC asks for a nap and cuddles

Yall know what time it is. Its time for me to finally answer at least one of my Asks that have been sitting here for a long long time. Im sorry for thw wait^^ I finally got into therapy, So im feeling a lot better💖 Im also sorry this took so long, my school recently went online due to ✨rona✨ so I forgot to answer this. Anyways! I wrote about a gender neutral MC for this and there are no triggers except lots of cuddling and soft touches.

Did this for the lovely @luminouslydark ^^

Lucifer

After getting done with his work at around 1am (early for him but ya know), He went by your room to make sure you didnt go to the attic check on you

He found you tossing and turning, which surprised him a little. Hadnt he sent you to bed a few hours ago?

You heard him open the door, and looked at him softly. "MC, youre supposed to be asleep."

"I cant sleep," You said softly. "I.. Can you hug me? Just until I can fall asleep?"

The dark haired demon was surprised. You were asking him for cuddles? He wasnt normally asked for that.

He didnt complain, however. He went over to you, wrapping his arms around you. His hands found their place around your waist, gently holding you against his chest. You could hear his heart beating, soft and rhythmic. His warm embrace and the soft beating of his heart eventually lulled you to sleep.

Mammon

This man, oh boy.

We all know he bursts into your room whenever he wants. Well one night, he decides its a great idea to run into your room at 1am to talk about how great it would be to make money off of 'those dumb videos humans are always watchin'!'

When he runs in, it scares the hell out of you (hA get it). You jump up, which makes Mammon jump to.

"Hey, Human! Youre supposta be asleep!"

"Thats hard to do when crazy people like you always run in!"

"Jeez, ok ok. im sorry,"

"It will take more than an apology to make it up to me." You open your arms, looking up at him tiredly.

Lets just say that he went r e d. This man, hes just a blushing awkward mess. "Uh- Well, I mean, of course you wanna cuddle with The Great Mammon!"

He sat next to you wrapping his arms around you all flustered. His heart was rapid, which made you smile. You let your eyes close. The avatar of greed however stayed awake, not caring how tired he was. He wanst going to miss a moment of holding you.

Levi

The purple haired Avatar of Envy tended to play video games late into the night. Of course, he found a new game on Shteam (i dont know what its called there), which means he had to download it on his phone and to run to your room to tell you about it (You got the yucky otaku to leave his room, Congrats!)

He burst in the door, "MC!! WAKE UP!!" You were already awake, so you sat up. Hw was a little surprised you were awake. "GUESS WHAT??"

"What is it, Levi?" You asked curiously.

"A NEW GAME CAME OUT, ITS GOT -bla bla game stuff-!!!"

"Oh that's awesome, Levi!" You smiled at him sleepily.

"Right!" He smiled happily. "I want to play it with you, can i?"

"Hm.. I'm really tired, Levi. But you can cuddle me and play at the same time if you want?" You knew you wouldn't be able to get him to cuddle if you said it was because you couldn't sleep.

He awkwardly sat on your bed, your head finding a place on his chest as he "played his game". In reality, he was just internally screaming.

Satan

Getting the avatar of wrath to cuddle you to sleep was easy enough. You knew he would most likely be up late reading, so as you carefully climbed over his mountains of books to reach his bed, you sat on his bed.

This shook the blonde demon enough to make him look up from his book.

"MC? What are you doing?"

"Satan, i'm super tired and can't sleep.. Could you cuddle me?" You asked quietly.

"Ah," He nodded, scooting over a little and patting the space next to him. "You need to sleep, MC. Its imporant to your health."

You laid with him, letting him wrap his arms around you. He kept reading ad you slept, his soft heartbeat helping you drift off to sleep.

Asmo

Spa day had alwags been a great way to relax for the two of you, spending time with you always helped Asmodeous relax. But maybe you started relaxing to hard.. You started to fall asleep while doing face masks.

"MC!" the strawberry blonde shook your shoulder. You bolted awake. "No wonder you looked so dreadful! You havent been sleeping, have you?"

"I havent been sleeping well, no," You said quietly.

"Then this calls for some beauty rest!" He scrubbed off the face masks before making you lay down in his huge bed. He of course laid down with you, cuddling you and playing soft binaural beats to help lull you into a deep rest.

Beel and Belphie

The oranged haired demon had (once again) snuck to the kitchen. You had wandered down there looking for him, part of your tasks with lucifer and you could always count on Beel to sneak you a piece of whatever you ate. Soon enough, you saw him eating out of the fridge.

"Beel?" You went over. He didnt turn, just handed you a slice of pizza. "Cmon, you know Lucifer will kill us both if you eat all of it."

"I know," He said, turning to face you. "Im just so hungry.."

Before you could speak, a voice chimed in from the doorframe. "You guys are to loud," Belphie was there, cow pillow in hand.

"Oh sorry," Beel said. "MC, lets go eat in my room." you nodded, Beel leading you towards his room. It was only after you were already laying down did you see Belphie had followed. You tilted your head, but Belphie just plopped down ontop of you. Beel put his arm around the two of you, eating his pizza quietly.

After you finished your slice, you could hear Belphie soft snoring.

"You should sleep. You look tired. And dont worry, I'll get Belphie up in the morning." Beel said, nodding at you. Being sandwiched between them, you didnt have much of a choice. You slowly drifted off, Belphies snoring lulling you to sleep.

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sorry this took so long and they kinda suck ;-;

[storysofmyown]

Seven stages of Love Chapter 2: Philia

Summary: Ever since the Celestial War, since they all fell, Asmodeus has  dedicated himself to his sin. Not caring about anything else, but  drowning himself in the pleasure and ecstasy of it all. But not anymore,  now he cant even handle the idea of it. But, what else is there to  want? After so long of having indulged in his sin, what is there than  Asmodeus is looking for, something that will fill him, and that wont  drive him to destruction? Perhaps his brothers can help him with that. Warnings will appear in each chapter.

Trigger Warning: Momentary anger, sadness. Let me know if I overlooked anything.

Word Count: 2683

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Pondering, wondering, with a strain in the heart that no other but himself could lift. Yet, he didn’t have the means to lift it. The feeling overwhelmed him to the point where he hadn’t left the house at all during an entire week. To him it was simply unthinkable to have to submit himself to the stares and the actions of the people that noticed him. To think that all this time he thought he needed nothing more. Nothing more but those meaningless kisses that brought satisfaction.

Now the simple thought of a stranger’s hand to even as much as caress his cheek without any feeling made him feel sick to his stomach. He wanted to be cared for. But…it had to be a very specific kind of care. One so specific he didn’t know what it was but knew he wouldn’t find it any time soon. But…what even was it that he wanted? He knew what it was called, Belphegor had enlightened that much…but he didn’t know what it was. Was there a certain definition? Was there even something that would define the exact way he was feeling, with the exact solution he needed? Perhaps, something that could define all the aspects of that craving? He didn’t know, he didn’t even know what he was looking for. So, who better to ask than Satan?

He had hundreds upon hundreds of books. Surely, he must have something that defined that intense feeling. One that gave Asmodeus some sort of clarity. That defined it beyond a feeling. Beyond a lifestyle that many searched for in their lives but can never seem to reach entirely or are satisfied with. Surely, he must have something, right? Asmodeus thought for a moment as he walked outside of his room for the very first time in a while. One of his brothers had been checking up on him from time to time. But thanks to Belphegor they didn’t stay nor bother him much. He needed time to think. And he was thankful to them for caring in any way…but right now he needed some type of answer. Or something to point him in the right direction…just anything would be helpful.

He was on his way to Satan’s room. He was determined to knock, get some books, and start some kind of research…but sometimes things don’t go the way one wishes they did. Sometimes…something makes the path that one was entrusted on, divert for just a mere second…and that’s when everything in the future changes. For just that simple misstep, for just that look in another direction and the entire path that once laid in front of one is changed, unrecognizable. It might be easier; it might be far more difficult. Perhaps it was because his mind was far quieter than it had ever been, while simultaneously making so much noise it drove him insane during the nighttime, or maybe it was the way his expression had become blank and no longer was focused in maintaining that fake smile that had become permanent on his lips. Maybe it was all of them, none, a beat, a noise, a breeze…but his path changed. And with it, his quest in search of a definition, that would set his heart at peace.

Was he stalling? Was that why he was standing in front of Leviathans door, hearing the muffled sound of his older brother laugh? If he remembered correctly, there was a new game Leviathan was looking forward this week. He remembered the older demon having mentioned it a while back. He could hear the faint sound of music through the door, it was mostly muffled, and Leviathan cheers as he won made it harder to hear. He sighed once. Starring at the door before shaking his head. He should really just focus, he needed to go to Satan’s room. Besides it’s not like Leviathan would even give him the time of the day when he was consumed by one of his games or something like that.

So, he turned around, taking a deep breath for a moment as he took a step. But…as he already knew, things don’t go as they are planned at all. A plan that was set thousands of years ago when his aching body first arrived at the Devildom. A promise to enjoy himself to the last bit. A promise he had broken the moment those doubts came to mind. After all, if he had just fallowed his promise, he wouldn’t be here, in that very moment, with those particular thoughts that made his breath caught in his throat at Leviathan’s words. A certain shout caught his attention. Leviathan had won on his game, and this prompted him to shout, to celebrate, to leap in joy and exclaim to the world some words, a specific word. Words that Asmodeus could only dream of using that lightly someday.

“YES!!!  We did it! Good work, I knew we could!!" A giggle, and then a storm. "Henry, I **** you!!”

…he had to be joking, right? He couldn’t have heard that right. He must be in a state of dream or something. Leviathan…he…he wouldn’t just throw that word around like that, and to his damn fish of all things?!

“S-seriously?!” He spoke, before knocking the door, perhaps a little too sudden and harsh since he heard Leviathan gasp, a certain ache in his knuckles that he was barely aware of.

“Sorry Lucifer, I’ll try to make less noise!” He spoke, causing Asmodeus to roll his eyes.

“I’m not Lucifer.” He simply said, a pout on his lips as he crossed his arms and waited for Leviathan to open the door.

“A-Asmodeus?!” Leviathan’s voice came out shocked, he could hear struggle as Leviathan moved inside the room, something falling and him screeching before groaning, only to open the door and look at his younger brother, a small pout on his lips. “W-wha- I mean, w-when, I just…huh?” Levi was at a loss of words as he starred down at his brother, only for Asmodeus to roll his eyes a little and go inside the room. Not caring about Leviathan’s protest on how he had not said the secret password.

He entered the room. The blues and darkness within it, meant to reflect the ocean waves and the water element which his brother controlled along with all sea creatures…only reminded him of his room for a second. It was mostly the darkness. Since that night where Belphegor comforted him, Asmodeus refused to go out, his windows permanently sealed, and the lights turned off as he refused to acknowledge himself in the mirror by the pure fear he might despise what was staring back at him. By the fear that he might look and only find the lust he had started to loath so deeply.

His eyes flew to the screen that was on, the word “Victory” could be read, a controller left on the floor as Leviathan watched him with a slight embarrassed blush on the doorway. For some reason his eyes kept scanning the room. This was possibly the thousandth time he had entered to his brothers’ room and yet, this was the first time he felt like he was in the room, and not in his own head. It was a weird sensation. Entering a place so many times, but never actually seeing it. Recognizing it, or even as simply as placing his attention in anything that was not himself. It was Leviathan’s room, and if someone asked him to identify Levi’s room and showed him pictures, he could probably tell them it was this one. But if someone asked him, to number at least 3 things of his brothers’ room he would draw a blank and just point out that he only had one mirror in his bathroom, and that occasionally he could see his reflection on the big crystal wall from the fish tank. But besides that, he…he didn’t know anything else inside the room. This included himself, and his brother.

His eyes flew to Henry, as he walked over to the small fishbowl Leviathan put him in sometimes so he was beside him when playing. He kneeled in front of it as he starred at the fish. An eyebrow raised as he replayed the words he had just heard Leviathan exclaim on passing. Such a word…were…were they supposed to mean so much? Asmodeus had just started to think about them, he had yet even to find any meaning to, yet his brother was throwing it like that to his fish? He seriously couldn’t understand it, at all. He glanced over at Leviathan who was playing with his fingers while looking a little nervous at Asmodeus intrusion on what was his room, but there was something else. It seemed like he wanted to ask something, so, for that same reason Asmo decided to stay silent for a couple more seconds and see if his brother spoke. Thankfully, he did.

“…Asmodeus” He started, and by his tone the younger demon immediately regretted having let him talk. “…are you okay? I-I mean! Y-you are always partying and in clubs and talking with s-so many people…yet we didn’t see much of you t-this week…”

That…that was something hard to answer. Was there a reason for him not to be okay? Was there a reason for him to be okay? There were doubts in his mind, questions in his heart, needs that he had not been aware of until recently. But most of all…there was…there was a void that he didn’t understand. A void he had just become aware that existed within him. Asmodeus pressed his lips together, wondering for a moment. The silence filling Leviathan with anxiety as he looked down, taking deep breaths while awaiting for an answer.

“I…” he started; eyes focused on the small fish, “…heard you say something on my way here.” Was he avoiding the question? Or was this the answer in his own way? “I was surprised that the same words Belphie muttered to comfort me you would yell them at Henry.”

“Words? What are you talking about?” He wasn’t trying to act dumb; hell knew that was Mammon’s job, but he was certainly confused. Having his brother barge into his room like this, no explanation, and suddenly ask him things like this when he had been acting off the entire week…Leviathan was worried. They were all worried.

Asmodeus thought for a moment. Why was he even here? Between the two, it was entirely possible for him to know more about those words than someone who barely left the room to get food and left the house for 3 seconds every month. The idea that Leviathan, someone that was constantly so locked away from everything and anyone, would know more about that subject even though Asmodeus had put himself out in the world time and time again…it was almost insulting.

No.

No it wasn’t insulting. It just hurt to know that the loneliness he had believed to be new, turned out to be so old that he wondered if it had always been part of him. It just to think that everything he once thought he knew of himself, had started to crumble slowly.

“Levi…h-how can you say them to an animal?” His voice was soft and low, he was sure he had spoken, but the memories of the words leaving his lips was not present. For a moment, he caught his own reflection starring at him instead of his eyes focusing on the small goldfish. And in those eyes, he saw how powerful his sadness and desperation had become…his eyes damping in tears as he looked away, refusing to let anyone see that.

Leviathan eyes went wide at his younger brothers’ words. From all the things he expected him to say, that wasn’t it. Was that…what he said before Asmodeus entered the room, was that why his brother had barged in like that? He starred at him for what felt like ages, before clearing his throat a little and taking a step close to Asmodeus. Trying to wrap his head around what was happening. Normally he would ask what he meant and why he was asking something like that, but the way Asmo looked in that moment it was like he was begging for an answer and just that. An answer, something that gave him an idea of what it all meant and what he would make out of it. Leviathan sighed, closing the door behind him before sitting down on the floor, his back to Asmo as he knew he would not be able to answer the question if he was looking at him.

“H-Henry isn’t an animal, you know?” He started, taking the controller in his hands so that it gave him something to be distracted and consumed, something to help ignore the nerves he was feeling for some reason. “H-He is there for me even when no one else is, he celebrates with me when I win. And in some way listens to me whenever I'm rambling or even feeling down... I-I know I’m an anti-social otaku that no one cares about and that barely gets out of his room, but…Henry is here with me. Henry isn’t an animal or a pet.” He paused, thinking over his words, a small smile creeping to his lips as he chuckled a bit. This all probably sounded so dumb to someone like Asmodeus but to him it was his truth. “…Henry is my friend. W-which is why...which is why I **** him...”

Levi looked at his brother, a genuine smile as his hands gripped the controller a little lighter now. Expecting to hear him laugh and talk about how ridiculous he was, thinking such a thing. But nothing came from Asmodeus side for a long minute. Instead, there was only silent as he thought about it. Trough the fish tank reflection Asmo looked past himself, something he wouldn’t even consider to do before, but now, his eyes were focused on Levi's reflection, who was looking at him. But he couldn’t find the words to answer him at all. Levi cared for Henry…because Henry was his friend. No matter how he looked at it, it was something so simple to understand, yet Asmodeus couldn’t properly comprehend what it all meant.

“…friend, huh?” He finally spoke, now looking at the small fish that seemed to be completely uninterested in Asmodeus presence. “…you can feel that way towards your friends?” He didn’t know if he was answering Leviathan or if he was talking to himself. All he knew is that he felt a pang of loneliness when the realization settled as his eyes feel to the floor, shoulders visibly slumping.

He didn’t have anyone like that. Sure, he had people that admired and envied him, that wanted to talk and have a connection with him but, nothing was genuine. Nothing would be as sweet and sincere, as the care Leviathan felt for Henry because…because Henry was his friend. Asmodeus chuckled. Perhaps at the irony of the situation or maybe at his revelation, either way, he finally turned to Leviathan, a smile that his brother had never seen pestered in the face of the younger demon as he slowly got up. Walking to his older brother and planting a kiss on Leviathan’s forehead. Only to walk over to the door and opening it. Leviathan wanted to protest, to ask him why had wanted to know about that, or to just try and comfort his brother, but before he could say anything, Asmodeus spoke.

“…thank you, Levi. For telling me.”

It was the quietest he had ever heard his brother being. And yet, there was such a plead in his voice, asking to be left alone, asking to be given the time and space to think. Leviathan didn’t know what was the best option here, but who was here to deny his brother the comfort that came with being alone, to someone that needed it so much?

Philia: Deep, authentic bond. Pure and kind. From which friendships are born.

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Hi~

Here is the second part of this fanfic! Overall, I really enjoyed writing Levi in this chapter, and I really hope you all had liked it as well! Next chapter will be up next Saturday as well, until then!!

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