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[devildomwriter]

A Glimpse at the Future | Lucifer x Reader

.7K Words | GN! Reader | CW: Children

Lucifer sighed as he saw the smoke slip into his room from beneath his door. Now what had his brothers done? Enough of these pranks already he was tired.

Lucifer walked through the black clouds of smoke unbothered and shielded himself with magic, prepared to open the door to mayhem.

Lucifer swung the door open, glaring, but to his surprise, nothing was there. No brothers, no smoke, no surprise trap.

Lucifer looked puzzled and looked behind him, the room he only just left had changed drastically and he heard a small cough in front of him.

Lucifer looked down and saw a young boy with black hair, parted just like his.

“What’s this,” he asked himself and the boy looked sheepish and held up papers.

Lucifer took them, hoping it may offer some explanation, and read them over carefully.

They did explain things but not everything. The date on the paper was twelve years from his present, and the name at the top was neatly written as Lucious Morningstar.

Lucious looked at him nervously and Lucifer relaxed and smiled.

He smiled at whom he understood was his son and ruffled his hair. Lucious looked surprised but beamed in joy when his father grinned and praised his score.

“Excellent job, Lucious,” he said warmly and handed the papers back.

Lucious cheered to himself and ran towards the dining room.

Lucifer followed cautiously. He wasn’t sure how he got to the future or if this was some grand illusion of his desires but he wanted to explore it either way.

He walked in hand over his chest in surprise to see you setting the table for five.

The House of Lamentation was much quieter, it seemed none of his brothers still lived there. He wasn’t sure if that was his greatest dream or if it was the fact you were there still.

You locked eyes with him and smiled, welcoming him home early.

Lucifer grinned and decided he would play along.

You walked up to him and kissed his cheek, Lucifer wrapped his arms around you and held you in a hug for a long time.

“Aww, did you miss me?” You asked him, chuckling,

Lucifer nodded, “more than you know.”

You looked concerned for a moment, “was work rough today?”

“You could say that…” Lucifer said. This was half true as in the present he’d been doing paperwork to make up for Diavolo wasting time on a grand prank.

Lucifer looked around the room and you led him to his chair. He shook his head and pulled out the chair for you. You blushed and sat down as he scooted you back into the table and took his own seat.

“So…how was everyone’s day?” He asked you and the three children.

“Good!” Lucious exclaimed.

“It was fine,” the girl chimed in quietly and the youngest boy nodded.

The girl had long black hair with a white streak and the youngest boy had fully black hair and his eyes resembled yours.

Lucifer grinned and together the five of you ate the soup you’d made.

You watched Lucifer and smiled. Something was different about him but you decided you’d ask him later.

After he was finished eating, Lucifer saw smoke in the corner of his eyes and frowned. He looked at you one last time and promised, “I’ll see you again soon.”

“Lucifer?” You asked, worried, and stood up abruptly. Suddenly your husband disappeared and the door to the dining room opened.

Lucifer looked puzzled as he looked at his partner and children, all surprised and anxious.

“D-daddy!” Lucian exclaimed and ran to him, hugging him tightly.

“Lucifer what just happened?” You asked, frightened.

He blinked, befuddled, and then began to laugh, “Ah, it was today was it?”

You gave him a confused expression and he sat down to explain.

“Twelve years ago a prank pulled by Satan and Belphie backfired and sent me to the future…the Lucifer you just spoke with was me from many years ago.”

You gasped and your children were equally shocked.

“You haven’t changed at all,” Lucille commented and Lucifer nodded.

“Of course not, if I grew old I’d leave you behind and I don’t intend to do that.” He explained calmly.

You nodded and sighed in relief and in wonder. So all this time Lucifer knew you’d be together with children. Perhaps that’s why he suddenly had more confidence than usual. You checked the calendar and grinned. Twelve years ago exactly had been the day he asked you to marry him. Unlike how he usually behaved it was out of the blue, simple, and a little rushed. You hadn’t minded though, because it meant you’d spend eternity with him.

[obeymeshallwedateaddict]

Beach day and 7 kisses

Imagine a day at the beach with your favourite 7 brothers. Are things going to get wild? Or is it going to be calm? Find out!

Summary: You and the brothers go on vacation to the beach. There you share a passionate kiss with each of them separately.

Authors note: This is a group story so I highly recommend you read it from beginning to end for a better experience and understanding the flow of the story.

Contains: Fluff

GN!MC x each of the brothers.

You can find more of my work here: Masterlist

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It was a hot morning in the Devildom. Some of the brothers seemed grumpy about the high temperatures while others completely ignored it. All eight of you were sitting in the living room, everybody doing their own thing when suddenly Lucifer got a call. He sighed, closed his book and picked up the phone to answer.

-Yes, Diavolo? How may I help you? –Everybody turned their heads towards the eldest as he spoke.

-Yes.. yes.. it certainly is a warm day outside.. yes.. hm? Are you sure? Mhm. Alright then. We will be right there. Thanks on the behalf of the whole family. –Lucifer hung up the phone and looked towards all of you. Everyone had their gazes locked on the black-haired demon, waiting for what he had to say in utter anticipation. That's when he spoke.

-Diavolo arranged for us a day at his private beach so we could go through the high temperatures of today. We are going on vacation. –As the eldest said his final words everybody was already on their feet in excitement. All six rushed to their rooms to pack their stuff and so did you.

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After a few hours you find yourself at Diavolo's private beach. It's surprisingly sunny and warm here. There is a relaxing atmosphere around the place and complete silence. Well.. the silence was ruined by the excited demon brothers who were already running towards the water wearing only their swimming trunks. Only one was missing.. The eldest. You turn to look towards the changing rooms and see Lucifer in a full body bathing suit walking out of them. You were disappointed at the sight. You expected to see him bare-chested for once and for all but that idea was shut down from the eldest's attempts to hide his body. You roll your eyes and run over to the water.

-Yo, MC! What took ya so long? Come on! We are having a race! –Mammon yelled and reached to pull you into the water. You stumbled upon your feet but made it into the water nonetheless.

-Sooo first to race would beeeee Satan and Levi! –Asmo shouted and clapped his hands. Leviathan looked around, looking anxious and stopped his gaze at the fifth-born.

-Why me?? Can't you go, Asmo? –He muttered and sighed.

-I don't make the rules, Levi! Come on! Don't be so grumpy!

-Ughh. Asmodeus I told you to leave me for a bit. The sunlight is burning my eyes. I have to get used to it! –Satan hissed at the fifth-born.

-Satan, don't make excuses. Now! Let's start! Three, set, GO! –Asmo screamed and cheered on the two demons who proceeded to race into the sea.

-i'm betting on Levi. He's good with that type of stuff. –Mammon murmurs and screams when he feels his older brother's hand on his shoulder.

-Yo, Lucifer! What's the big idea??!? –The first-born laughs at Mammon's whining and shakes his head.

-Hm. I believe Satan might do better. Levi is always holed up in his room and rarely has time for swimming. He might be out of practice. –And of course the Avatar of Pride was right when the two came back, with Satan swimming ahead of Leviathan.

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Lucifer

-Guys! Me and Belphie are playing beach volleyball! Come on! –Everybody turns their gaze towards the twins. Beel was holding a volleyball while Belphie was standing next to him with the biggest smirk on his face.

-What do I get outta it? –Mammon shoots a questioning gaze very at the two demons.

-There will be a special reward for the winning team. Now come on! We need more people! –Belphie shouts and Mammon runs at full speed towards the two. Asmo and Satan followed. As well as Leviathan who was dragged by the arm by the fourth-born. You head towards the sand as well but you are quickly pulled back flush against someone's chest. Lucifer's. He leans down to your ear and whispers.

-Are you having fun, MC? –He whispers into your ear and you nod.

-Yeah, I can't wait to play volleyball with you guys! I'm sure I'll win!

–Lucifer chuckles at your confidence and turns you around to look at him.

-I'm glad, MC.. –He grasps your chin and leans in to press a loving kiss against your lips. Though soon enough the peace is ruined by the second-born screaming at both you and Lucifer.

-YOOO, Lucifeeerrr!!! No getting lovely-dovely with MC! And come 'ere. The game's startin'! –Lucifer groans softly as he hears the screams of Mammon. He pulls away and looks into your eyes.

-We better go, MC. We will finish this later when there is no-one around to bother us. Come to my room after this. –You nod and head over to the beach. Before being stopped by the eldest once again.

-Oh and, MC. You look stunning in that swimsuit. –You smile, trying to hide the soft blush at your cheeks.

-You'd also look better with that diving suit off. Just so you know. –You say and run over to the beach, hearing Lucifer' chuckle from afar. Though he quickly caught up with you, delivering a teasing smack to your bottom when he reached you.

-You'll get to see me with the diving suit off later tonight. I assure you. –He murmurs and you feel your cheeks heat up. Both at his words and his actions before them.

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Mammon

You decided to go to Mammon's team and well you were losing. Along with you and the team were also Belphie and Asmo. The youngest was half asleep and he missed a few hits because of it while the fifth-born was admiring his nails, which also earned a few misses. Mammon was pissed.

-Yo! You two! Come on! We're losin' over here! And it's because the two of you ain't doin' anything! –Mammon yells, loud enough to wake the Avatar of Sloth from his slumber.

-Mammon don't yell like that, you idiot. I was having a moment here! –Asmodeus screamed at Mammon.

You were laughing at the argument between the three when suddenly Mammon looks your way and yells once again.

-MC! Watch out! Satan's hit the ball and it's coming towards ya! –He quickly rushes over behind you after his words but you were too late. You didn't notice the ball and it fell down upon you, pushing you to the ground. Well maybe not the ground but on top of the second-born.

-MC! Don't fall on me like that! –He is quick to wrap his arms around you, sitting up in the sand.

-Are ya okay? Not hurt anywhere? –He asks and moves his gaze over at the fourth-born which has completely lost the colour in his cheeks upon hitting you with the ball.

-Satan, ya fucking bastard! I'm going to kill ya! –Mammon screams which angers the Avatar of Wrath.

-Mammon, calm down, I'm fine. –You said but the demon didn't seem to notice you. So you grabbed his face and pressed your lips against his.

-I'm fine! –You say after the quick peck on the demon's lips. Mammon looked too stunned to speak so you stood up and helped him on his feet as well.

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Leviathan

After your team lost the game each of the four of you was assigned to pleasing one from the other team as their reward. They chose who would please who by drawing straws. You were assigned to the third-born, whose cheeks immediately changed colour when he heard that you'd be his for the time being. You took the demon's hand and led him away from the crowd.

If you were wondering about who the others were assigned to Mammon was assigned to Satan, Asmo was assigned to Lucifer (and was happy about it), and Belphie was assigned to Beel. (Lucky)

You led the third born to a nearby rock, which was hit by the waves. You sat on it and pulled Levi next to you. You smiled upon seeing the blush on his cheeks.

-Come on, Levi! Don't look like that! –You say and lean your head on his shoulder. He tensed up at the motion but quickly got used to it.

-You feel w-warm to the touch, MC... Just so you know... –He muttered and looked away. You smiled at his compliment, thinking it was adorable of him to say such a thing out loud. So you decide to tease him a little.

-You've become rather bold, speaking like that, tiger. –You chuckle at your own words, but witnessing the pinish shade at the demon's cheeks change into a shade of red was priceless.

-M-M-MC! D-don't c-call me t-that!! AUGHH. –He screams and you laugh.

-Awh, Levi. You look adorable at the moment. You know that? –Your statement makes him blush even more and you shake your head, trying not to giggle at the sight. You reach out and grab his chin, turning his head towards yours.

-You know what else is warm on my body? Let me show you. –You mutter before pressing your lips against those of the Avatar of Envy. He gasped at the action and you could swear that the heat from his cheeks was reflecting onto your skin as well. After the kiss the flustered demon looks over at you, hiding his cheeks.

-I...I'm pleased! Y-you can go now!!

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Satan

Upon reaching the wild bunch along with Leviathan next to you, you can't help but laugh at the sight of Satan in his demon form (he was still in his swimsuit though his tail and horns were out) He was glaring at Mammon, who was on his knees before the fourth-born. He had a gloomy look on his face as he looked up at his younger brother. Lucifer on the other hand was sitting in the sand with the most sadistic smirk on his face, watching the scene as if he was watching the most interesting movie there is. Asmodeus was sitting next to him, painting his nails while the twins were eating shaved ice.

-IF YOU, A PIECE OF TRASHY, SCUMBAG, IDIOT EVER DARE THREATEN ME AGAIN YOU WILL DEAL WITH THE CONSEQUENCES. UNDERSTOOD? –Satan yelled down at his older brother, who had tears welling up in his eyes.

-S-satan! I'm sorry, Okay!! It was just that.. that.. you hit MC with the ball.. it was an instinct to protect them! –Mammon whines and grabs a fist full of sand, throwing it over at Lucifer who was shaking from laughter. When the eldest got covered in sand the smirk faded from his face and two pairs of black wings as well as two curled horns appeared from his back and head. He raised to his feet, walking over to Mammon and grabbing him forcefully by his ear, which made the Avatar of Greed yelp.

-I'll deal with him, Satan. Leave this idiot to me. –The Avatar of Pride hissed and dragged Mammon away from the bunch. Asmo was giggling over in his seat, trying not to mess up his nail drawing while the twins almost began choking from laughter.

Leviathan on the other hand was already sitting in the sand, playing on a console he had brought along with him. You walk over to Satan and put a hand to his shoulder.

-Satan, calm down. Mammon meant well.. –The demon scoffed and turned towards you, wrapping his tail around your waist, pulling you flush against him. He straddled your face with the palms of his hands and leaned in, pressing a forceful kiss to your lips. Your eyes widened, before you returned the unexpected kiss. When you finally pull apart the demon lowers his head and whispers into your ear

-MC, I'm sorry for hitting you with that ball earlier. Please forgive me.

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Asmodeus

After, hearing out Satan's apology he said that he wanted some time alone to think things over , before walking to that same rock you and Levi had occupied earlier. As you watched the fourth-born sit on the rock and change into his regular form, you walked over at Asmodeus and sat next to him.

-Hey, MC! Finally decided to spend some time with me did you? I mean.. I didn't think you would come to me after that heated kiss you and Satan shared but here you are. You are full of surprises. –The demon chuckles and finishes painting his nails. He admires them for a split second before looking over at you.

-MC what do you think about my nails? Are they giving a beachy vibe to you? –The fifth-born asks and looks down at his freshly done nails.

-Yup! They are so pretty! –You say and lean your head on the demon's shoulder. His body was warm against yours which made you close your eyes and take a deep breath in contentment.

-Oh? MC? Feeling rather tired are we? Hehe. No problem... You can lean there on my shoulder for as long as you wish. –Asmo chuckles and wraps an arm around your waist, resting his head onto yours.

-You know.. that kiss you and Satan shared earlier kind of turned me on.. just the image of irritated Satan, kissing you forcefully to get rid of his anger had me on fire! I swear! But.. I'm jelly, MC. You can't go kissing Satan like that and leaving me with nothing. Come on! It's my turn. Don't be shy~ –The demon mutters, before moving one hand to your cheek, bringing your lips to his own. The kiss was nothing like what you and Satan shared. This one was gentle and loving. After you finally pulled away the demon asked you to help him put sunscreen on his back and you agreed.

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Beelzebub

When you finished applying the sunscreen to Asmodeus' back you stood up and walked over to the twins. They were sitting on a bench near a shed from which they got their shaved ice. Belphegor was napping in Beelzebub's lap, while he was eating another portion of shaved ice.

-Oh MC! Come sit next to me there is some space. – Beel invites you after swallowing down a spoonful. A smile creeps on your face and you take a seat next to the demon, moving your gaze down to his twin brother, who is peacefully napping on Beel's lap.

-Belphie said he got tired from all the arguing between Mammon, Satan and Lucifer so he fell asleep on my lap. I don't want to wake him so I'll just continue eating the shaved ice. –Beel murmurs and looks over at you with a big smile on your face.

-Hey, MC? Do you want some of this? It's really good. It has this chocolate topping and it's making it soo yummy. You have to try it. Here. Open up. I'll feed it to you. –The demon says and grabs some of the shaved ice with his spoon, before bringing it to your lips. He had scooped up a lot and you didn't know if it'd fit in your mouth but you were determined to try. Upon opening your mouth, the demon gently pushed the spoon inside it, your lips quickly followed, wrapping around the spoon. You moan and the sweet taste of the chocolate along with the shaved ice. It was melting into your mouth, leaving a cold trace. It was perfect for the hot summer days. Beel chuckled after you swallowed to which you shot him with a questioning gaze.

-Beel, what's up? Is there something on my face? –You ask in confusion and the demon nods.

-You have some chocolate on your lips. –He mutters and you smirk upon getting an idea.

-Get it for me. –You speak and before you know it the sixth-born's lips are on yours, gently licking off the remaining chocolate from your lips.

-Mm.. it's delicious. –The demon moans.

-Me or the chocolate?

-Both.

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Belphegor

The sunset had already risen upon the sky when Belphegor awakened from his peaceful slumber and raised up from Beelzebub's lap. He yawned and looked over at you.

-Hi, MC.. Was I asleep for too long? –The youngest asked and you shook your head in response.

-It doesn't matter, Belphie. How'd you sleep? –You ask and smile down at the youngest brother.

-I slept well.. Beel's lap always makes for a great pillow. –He acknowledged and turned his gaze towards the sunset.

-MC? Do you want to watch the sunset alone with me? –The demon asks and a soft blush raises on your cheeks at his question. It just sounds so romantic.. watching the sunset with someone whom you're close I'm with. You smile and nod.

-Let's go. –When Belphie heard your words he reached for your hand before grabbing it and leading you away from the bench. You two reach the edge of the land and take a seat on the sand, waves hitting your feet. The demon wrapped an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close to him while gazing at the sunset. The problem was that you couldn't focus. You tried watching the sunset but the demon next to you kept distracting you with his presence the whole time. Soon enough you find yourself staring over at the demon instead of the sunset. Belphegor must have sensed that, because soon enough he turned his gaze towards yours.

-What's wrong, MC? Can't focus on the sunset? –He asks and you turn your head away in embarrassment.

-You are just too distracting! –Belphie chuckles to your words and moves your face back towards his, using his hand. He slowly brought his lips to yours in a loving kiss. The last few rays of sunshine hit you before the night took place but your lips kept moving against those of Belphegor.

[devildomditzy]

Here’s a little Christmas drabble. It’s not proof read as I didn’t plan on writing it, but my brain was whirring too much at the idea.

Happy Holidays!

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You stare ahead at the large, ornate window in front of you, one that is usually closed, large velvet drawn shut, but do to your constant nagging Lucifer deemed today to be an exception.

You’re cozy, warmth provided by waves of heat flowing from the fireplace and the large woolen purple blanket wrapped around your shoulders courtesy of the seventh born.

Your tranced gaze focuses on the twinkling lights outside, the ones that Beel had so lovingly assisted you in hanging up one late afternoon after classes. It took some convincing, but it was nothing a quick trip to Madame Scream’s wouldn’t fix. Three dozen sweets later and the sixth born was on a ladder, string of lights in hand and a pastry in his mouth.

A tap on your shoulder brings you back to the present. “Oi, here ya go. Take it before my finger prints burn off.” The second born hands you a mug filled with steaming liquid. You smile softly, fighting back a chuckle. “Oh, do you haven’t already burned them off yourself? You know, to leave no evidence?”. His face twists up in mock hurt. “Hey! ‘M not a criminal!”.

“Some would beg to differ”, Satan chides from where he sits in an armchair across from you, reading from on old book that seems worse for wear. While they begin to bicker, you turn your attention back to the mug within your grasp. “Thank you, Mammon. I appreciate it.”

At your gratitude, he shuts up, turning back towards you. He sheepishly rubs the back of his neck and he darts his eyes away from you. “Y-yeah. ‘Course, anytime.”

He sits down next to you on the couch, his own mug in hand. “So, when we gonna kick this shindig off?”, he questions, tilting his head towards the tree in the corner of the room. It was dazzling, truly, adorned with multicolored lights and ornaments you lead the student council in creation just for the occasion. Some where… better than others, but hey, at least an attempt was made.

“Any minute now. We just need the others-” Before you can finish your sentence, Asmo bursts through the front door with Levi in tow, the poor third born carrying so many boxes he couldn’t see in front of him. “Helllloooo~ Everyone’s favorite brother is back home. And Levi’s here too <3”.

“Whatcha got there?”, you question Levi, setting your cup down and standing to help relive him of the tower of merchandise. “Isn’t it obvious silly? I can’t pass up a little last minute shopping!”, Asmo beams, whipping a pair of sunglasses off his face. “‘Little’ is putting it lightly”, Levi grunts through his teeth, giving you a small thank you as you grabbed half the stack out of his hold.

“I hope all those purchases were necessities.” The commanding voice of the first born draws everyone’s attention as he walked into the room, crossing his arms to questioningly glare at the fifth.

Asmo laughs at his doubtful expression. “Of course! It’s Christmas! Plus, most of its for me!”

“How thoughtful,” yawns Belphie from where he was curled up on the floor near the fire. “And here I thought you were a narcissist.” While being half asleep, his sarcasm never faltered. Impressive.

“That’s almost everyone!”, you cheered, standing up with a clap of your hands. “Where’s Beel?”

As if on queue, Beel strides out of the kitchen, ripping into a large leg of what appeared to be some kind of poultry. “Foods done!”.

“Ya could have at least waited for us!”, Mammon shouts with a start, standing up to make his way to the dining room. The rest of them follow suit.

You hang back for a second, taking your surroundings. There’s many words you could use to describe holidays in the Devildom. It’s warm, cozy, comfortable, even a little… unique. But above all, there’s one word that’s come to describe it perfectly.

Mammon calls out to you from the next room. “Oi, ya comin’?”

You smile wide.

“Yes, just a second!”

Home.

Holidays in the Devildom felt like home.

[gumsnail682]

Mammon the Service type-

The Submissive type will do anything for the one they love, buy any gift, tell any secret, find any information and even make every wish come true whether their love really wants it or not.

Cross posted on my AO3 (Link in my bio)

You were having an overall shitty day, no, a shitty week. Nothing was going right for you, you couldn't relax for even a second because of some big test one of your teachers decided to spring on you, and even after studying non-stop you completely bombed it!

You got most of the questions right but the professor seemed to hate you and used literally the dumbest reasons to mark you wrong. "It seems he has something against Humans, he did the same thing to Solomon." Satan was also upset, he had spent so much time teaching you only for it to mean nothing because of that teacher.

"ugh, I wish he would just die!" You obviously didn't mean it but you were upset, everyone says things they don't mean when they're blinded by irritation.

But Mammon didn't see it that way, he happened to "Overhear" your conversation with Satan and three days later that same professor was found dead.

It had been a shock to the entire school, you didn't see it yourself thank Diavolo but from what you heard it was anything but pleasant. His eyes were gouged out completely, one of his hands was found a few feet away from the rest of his body and his chest was ripped open, according to someone who saw the gruesome scene.

When you heard the news you were in shock, Satan was the one to tell you. "I.. I know I said I wished he was dead but.. I didn't mean it." You said, hands covering your mouth.

"The timing is quite suspicious but I know you'd never be capable of something so gruesome. If it makes you feel any better I can look into it more." Satan offers in an attempt at comfort.

"Thanks but no, I'd rather not think about it." You felt sick, even though you didn't do anything you felt so guilty as if it was somehow your fault. You decided to go to Mammon, he never failed to cheer you up.

"Hey, Mams?" He seemed to notice your distress immediately.

"Hm? Need something from the great Mammon?" He asked, not wanting to sound too alarmed, he didn't want you to know just how easily he could read you.

"Can we go to your room? I need some comfort right now." Mammon couldn’t describe the amount of euphoria he felt whenever you come to him for things like this.

It made him feel so special, so loved and needed, it was addicting to him the way you treated him as if he mattered.

He brought you to his room quickly, no questions asked. "I can tell something's eatin' ya, what's the matter?" He asked, holding you in a comforting embrace.

He listened intently as you explained how you felt, drying your eyes when tears would escape. “Hey, listen to me, one comment said in anger isn't gonna cause someone to up and die. I get how this can be scary for a human but there's no way you could be at fault.” His words meant more to you than anyone else's.

“I guess you're right, thank you Mammon.” When you smiled at him his gaze softened and he curled himself around you. “Someone clingy today.” You chuckled.

“Is it a crime to wanna hold my human?” your voice was so comforting he nearly fell asleep.

“That's right, just keep smiling. I won't allow anyone or anything to dim your light, not Lucifer, not anyone." Mammon thought to himself as you fell asleep in his arms.

He noticed every change in your expression, every smile, every hum, and every snore. Mammon felt pure bliss as you nuzzled your face into his neck, wanting to be closer to him. He was truly smitten with you, you were the light of his life, his reason to keep going.

If anyone caused your smile to falter he would deal with them personally, usually, he would just threaten or hurt the person that caused you despair but when he heard you say you wanted that teacher dead he couldn't stop himself.

He knew you didn't mean it but that didn't matter in the moment, he did feel guilty, horribly guilty because his actions caused you to feel awful. He was going to make it up to you though, he always would even if you would never know what he did.

Mammon would do anything to keep what he's been doing hidden but something within him snapped when he saw Belphegor’s hands around your neck.

He felt like something was wrong, very wrong and he let his instincts guide him to where you were. When he saw his youngest brother's hands around your neck it was like his most primal instincts took hold of him.

He threw Belphegor off you, “How dare you put your dirty hands on MY HUMAN!” You’ve never seen Mammon so angry, you fell to the floor, hands moving to where Belphogore was just strangling you. The area was already starting to feel sore and you knew there was bound to be a huge bruise.

Your eyes were glued to Mammon who had completely lost it, “Mammon.. Mammon stop!” Your voice was coarse and it hurt to talk but you still called to him, “Mammon please stop you’re scaring me!” You cried, tears escaping your eyes, Mammon only stopped his assault on his brother when he heard you crying.

He was by you in an instant, holding you close to him as tears welled up in his eyes. “You’re ok, it's ok now.” He held you in a comforting embrace and was so happy when you didn't flinch away.

“Mammon!” Your hands clenched around his shirt as you trembled in his arms.

“I’m here, I'm here, you’re ok.” He tried to soothe you but knew this would take a lot more than a soft voice and reassuring words.

“Mammon, what happened!?” Lucifers and the others had run upstairs and saw the aftermath.

“Belphagor tried to kill MC!” Mammon moved to cover your ears so you wouldn't have to endure the yelling that was about to transpire.

At one point Mammon took you back to his room and locked the both of you in there, thanks to Mammon you didn't hear most of the yelling and were very thankful for it.

You were still shaken up and trembling and you couldn't take much more right now. “Is.. did you kill him?” You managed to ask.

“I.. don't know. I didn't check. Would you.. Hate me if I did?” You sniffled and held him tighter.

“No, I could never hate you Mammon never ever, you saved my life! I love you too much to ever hate you.” You didn't even have to think about what you were saying.

Mammon was absolutely stunned, he never thought you could love him, not in the way he loved you. “I love you too MC, no one is ever gonna hurt you again I promise. I’ll do anything to keep you safe, I don't care what I have to do or who I have to hurt I just want you to be safe and happy beside me.” Mammon held you tightly and you just couldn't find yourself being afraid of the implications of that statement.

After that night you willingly turned a blind eye to the disappearances of people who hurt you, you knew it was Mammon's doing but willingly looked the other way. It was comforting knowing Mammon was always there, you felt safer.

[matthenslee]

When the Weight of Pastoring Seems Too Much to Bear

The best job in the world is being a pastor. But I also know there are times when it’s the worst.

I mean, if you want a job where everyone loves you and cheers for you, you might as well buy an ice cream truck and get started.

But for real, pastoring is awesome. You get a front-row seat to see the hand of God at work. You see people released from the bondage of sin, relationships restored, and lives changed or renewed by the gospel you declare.

But it’s also terrible. Why? Because you get a front-row seat to see the enemy at work. You’ll see him prowling about, looking for unsuspecting victims, and going in for the kill.

Marriages will be ripped in two, friends will become enemies, and you may even find your church body in tatters from Satan’s assaults.

It’s Awesome, It’s Terrible, and It’s Totally Worth It

If you’re relying on the awesome to outweigh the terrible to keep you in the fight, I hate to break it to you: it’s not worth it. But if you remember your calling (Ephesians 4:1-16), remember who you’re fighting (Ephesians 6:10-20), and remember Who’s fighting with and for you (Romans 8:18-39), it’s totally worth it.

You see, we pastors tend to put on a nice façade for social media. You see the good in comments like “great crowd today” or “we had four come forward to trust Jesus,” but rarely hear about the bad and the ugly. Pastors don’t post online about the terribly heavy counseling situations they have or members who are sowing discord.

And you know what? I get it. We want to put the best face our church forward, make the most of Jesus on our platforms, and avoid projecting an image of being a Debbie Downer. Plus, there are some things we simply can’t talk about.

In the Shadows of Ministry

There are counseling sessions where you learn a spouse is addicted to porn or struggling with suicidal thoughts. There are counseling sessions where you learn a husband beat his wife or vice versa. Shoot, let’s go all-in; there are times you discover a child has been sexually molested.

You don’t post about these things on social media or talk to your fellow church members about them, well, because you can’t. Beyond the fact that personally sharing some of these issues will make you so sick to your stomach, there’s the whole issue of confidentiality (of course, this doesn’t apply to you immediately contacting and cooperating with police and proper authorities for issues that involve crimes).

But let me let you in on a little secret. Are you listening?

In the shadows of ministry, He is there.

The Shadow of the Almighty

Fellow pastors, church leaders, and whoever else is reading this: when you seem to be in the darkest shadows of ministry when the weight gets too much to bear, you have to remember this. In fact, I encourage you to grab your Bible right now and underline Psalm 91:1.

The one who lives under the protection of the Most High dwells in the shadow of the Almighty.”

I don’t want to get too mushy and gushy here, but think about this. When you step outside today and see your shadow, where is it the darkest? That’s right—in the part closest to you. That’s what I think about when I remember I dwell in the shadow of the Almighty.

Yes, God is always with us…I mean, the Spirit indwells us! But when the shadows of ministry get darker and darker, realize that—in those moments—you’re the closest you can possibly be to the Almighty until you stand before Him in heaven.

Lean in and trust

Trust that God is going to bring sense to the senseless. Trust He’s going to give hope to the hopeless. And for crying out loud, trust He’s never going to leave or forsake you because in the darkest shadows of ministry, He’s right there by your side and is for you.

You see, since we pastors can’t discuss the specifics of the shadows we’re under, no one else truly knows the weight we’re carrying at any given time. But God—He knows. He cares, and He’s closest when you’re in the darkest shadow of ministry.

Take some time to reflect on this, and then do something for me. If you’re a pastor, take a moment right now to look for the first pastor on your Twitter or Facebook feed, pray for them, and send them a message of encouragement.

Church members, stop what you’re doing right now and pray for your pastors. Even if it seems like they have everything together, still pray for them.

They need it more than you’ll ever know.

[xtruss]

Why Osama bin Laden’s ‘Letter to America’ Went Viral, 21 Years Later

— By Victoria Bisset | November 16, 2023 | The Washington Post

Guardian Website Forced to Remove Osama Bin Laden’s anti-Semitic ‘Letter to America’! The diatribe, which aimed to rationalise 9/11 terror attacks and called for assault against ‘Americans and Jews’, has gone viral on TikTok — By Tony Diver, US Editor | 16 November 2023 | Telegraph.Co.UK. Osama bin Laden at a news conference in Khost, Afghanistan, in 1998 Credit: Mazhar Ali Khan/AP

The Guardian has Deleted Osama bin Laden’s Anti-Semitic “Letter to America” from its Website after it went viral and received praise from teenage TikTok users.

A spokesman for the newspaper said it had deleted the terrorist diatribe after it was “widely shared on social media without full context” by pro-Palestinian activists.

Bin Laden’s letter, published in 2002, explains the rationale behind the 9/11 attacks and argues that the oppression of the Palestinian territories must be “revenged” in an assault against “Americans and Jews”.

The terrorist leader said it brought him “both laughter and tears” when Americans expressed “fabricated lies that the Jews have a historical right to Palestine”.

The letter also contains claims that Jewish people “control [American] policies, media and economy”, that Aids is a “Satanic American Invention”, and that “the creation and continuation of Israel is one of the greatest crimes”.

Letter Circulated by Pro-Palestinian TikTok Accounts

Twenty-one years later, amid debate over the US’s response to the conflict in Gaza, the letter has attracted the support of pro-Palestinian TikTok accounts.

“I need everyone to stop what they’re doing right now and go read – it’s literally two pages – go read ‘A Letter to America’. Come back here and let me know what you think. Because I feel like I’m going through an existential crisis right now, and a lot of people are. So I just need someone else to be feeling this too,” said Lynette Adkins.

Another user commented: “Just read it.. my eyes have been opened.”

A third posted: “We’ve been lied to our entire lives. I remember watching people cheer when Osama was found and killed.

“I was a child, and it confused me. It still confuses me today. The world deserves better than what this country has done to them. Change must be made.”

After the Guardian’s 2002 transcript of the letter began to attract significant web traffic, the newspaper removed it.

“The transcript published on our website in 2002 has been widely shared on social media without the full context,” a spokesman told The Telegraph.

“Therefore we have decided to take it down and direct readers to the news article that originally contextualised it instead.”

TikTok is no stranger to quirky trends — from beauty tips about calamine lotion, to obsessions with the Roman Empire. But this week much darker content is trending — a letter from al-Qaeda leader Osama bin Laden that was published more than 20 years ago, well before his death.

The long letter, published just over a year after the terrorist attacks of Sept. 11, 2001, includes bin Laden’s grievances against Western involvement in Muslim countries — a mainstay of jihadist propaganda — and criticizes America��s support of Israel and its policies in the Palestinian territories.

It also criticizes Western “lies, immorality and debauchery” — “acts of fornication, homosexuality, intoxicants, gambling and trading with interest” — and argues that attacks against civilians and the United States are justified as a result.

Despite running thousands of words, and being written two decades ago by a terrorist leader who is no longer alive, the letter has gone viral on TikTok amid polarization over Israel’s war against Hamas in the Gaza Strip.

“So I just read ‘A Letter to America’ and I will never look at life the same, I will never look at this country the same,” one TikTok user said in a video that gained 1.2 million views in less than 24 hours.

Another person said they were “trying to go back to life as normal” after “realizing everything we learned about the Middle East, 9/11, and ‘terrorism’ was a lie.” Yet another one wrote that the experience of reading the text in college “change[d] my entire perspective on the American government.”

The sudden surge of interest also led the Guardian, a British newspaper, to pull from its website a decades-old piece containing the full letter. That article, published in 2002, detailed how the letter was being shared among Islamist extremists in Britain amid government warnings that al-Qaeda attacks in the country were “inevitable.”

Perhaps unavoidably, some social media users found the removal suspicious, with one person accusing the newspaper of “actively censoring” information.

Charlie Winter, a specialist in jihadist affairs and director of research at the intelligence platform ExTrac, said in a telephone interview Thursday that he was “frankly really quite surprised at the response” to the letter, which he described as “a kind of core doctrinal text” for both al-Qaeda and the Islamic State.

In addition to long-standing grievances, the letter contains “blatant language that is clearly calling for acts of genocide, clearly calling for or justifying indiscriminate acts of violence against civilians, clear justifications for killing noncombatants in any nation that is democratic and is fighting against a Muslim-majority state,” he said.

“It’s not the letter that is going viral. It’s a selective reading of parts of the letter that’s going viral,” he said. “And I don’t know whether it’s because people aren’t actually reading it or, when they’re reading it, they’re reading the bits that they want to see or, you know, the bits that they want to see are sinking in.”

A spokesperson for the Guardian said in an emailed statement early Thursday that the transcript had been taken down after it was “widely shared on social media without the full context. Therefore we have decided to take it down and direct readers to the news article that originally contextualized it instead.”

The Guardian isn’t the first newspaper to print texts that have incited or justified violence: On the FBI’s recommendation in 1995, The Washington Post and the New York Times agreed to jointly publish the 35,000-word manifesto of the Unabomber in a special edition of The Post, after a threat was made to carry out more attacks if they refused.

The editors of the Guardian faced a “no-win scenario” once interest in bin Laden’s letter began to grow, Marco Bastos, a senior lecturer in Media and Communication at City, University of London, said in a telephone interview. “If they don’t take down the content, the content will be leveraged and it will be discussed, potentially shared and is going to go viral — if not out of context, then certainly outside of the scope of the original piece. If they take it down, they’re going to be accused, as they are right now, of censorship.”

Back at the time of publication, the editors “just expected that this letter would be read critically, you know, adversarially — the expectation is that you would process this within the view — or the bias, if you prefer — of the Western side of the events. And now it’s being consumed, distributed and shared to push an agenda that’s precisely the opposite of the one that it was originally intended for. Hence, of course, they’ve taken down the content.”

Journalists are well aware that their stories may take on new life long after they’ve been published, but Bastos said this is more common with human interest stories that don’t have a specific news angle.

“What is different about this case is that what is resurfacing is a content of inherent news value,” he said. “And of course, it’s super polarizing. But that speaks to another contextual variable that we have to take into account, which is the fundamental demographic shift in the U.S.,” he said, referring to how younger generations show higher levels of support for the Palestinian cause, something that took American pundits “by surprise.”

TikTok to Prohibit Videos Promoting Osama Bin Laden's 'Letter to America'! By Sheila Dang and David Shepardson | November 16, 2023 | Reuters | TikTok app logo is seen in this illustration taken, August 22, 2022. Reuters/Dado Ruvic/Illustration/File Photo.

Winter, the jihadist affairs specialist, noted that the text does not appear to have been pushed from extremist sources but rather seems to be spreading organically and enjoying “an uncritical resonance.”

“And that’s kind of ironic,” he added, “because one of the lines being taken in relation to it is that people who consider themselves to be critical consumers of mainstream media are consuming this very uncritically and not thinking about the context around it, not thinking about everything that happened just over a year before it was published as well, in any meaningful way.”

A TikTok spokesperson sent the following statement: “Content promoting this letter clearly violates our rules on supporting any form of terrorism. We are proactively and aggressively removing this content and investigating how it got onto our platform. The number of videos on TikTok is small and reports of it trending on our platform are inaccurate. This is not unique to TikTok and has appeared across multiple platforms and the media.”

[uselesssomebody]

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➵ part one of the ‘when the sun goes down’ miniseries

words || 𝟝.𝟜𝕜

summary || in which the reader thinks he’s just a sweet guy, but is constantly reminded she lives in hawkins

a/n || eddie!! i’ve got brainrot for him; expect to see a bunch more of him for the next few days.

➵ first part (was meant to be one long fic, but i was nearing 7k and not yet done, so i broke it up so that i could at least get something out).

➵ not proof-read, sorry for any mistakes.

➵ send me requests if you have ‘em. enjoy!

continuation || part two

warnings || fluff/angst

➵ use of the word whore once

➵ violence and intention of harm

➵ discussion of ‘satanic’ & cult-like activities

the table was filled with the usual sprouts of gossip: who’s sleeping with who, who cheated on who, who asked who out - the like. it bored her, the flesh of her lip tucked tightly between her teeth in an attempt to brute-force her way through the mind-numbing conversations. she glanced at all of her friends, the green of their cheer outfits or their jerseys stark but monochrome. she felt herself tug on her own jacket a little, almost uncomfortable as to how well the shade also adorned her. it made her sigh - so quiet that, of course, no one around her noticed.

it was only a few more months until school was out, with college and new experiences just on the horizon. everyday, she seemed to become more and more restless for the imminent, finding herself increasingly pissed off at how utterly boring her life was. everyday was the same: waking up in her lightly decorated, feminine room, rushing downstairs to greet her somewhat conservative and equally boring parents a good morning, before being nudged into a friend’s car to get to school. then there was lunchtime gossip, hallway p.d.a., and cheer practice before she’d rush home - just to repeat it all over again.

she didn’t hate her life. she wasn’t exactly provided the short end of any straw. no, it wasn’t that at all. rather, she just wanted to see a change. she’d been willing to hold out until college: a fresh start in a new part of the states allowing her ample opportunity to reinvent herself. and - honestly - she really thought she could have waited it out. but, as she was quickly realizing, she needed a change now. 

–

her eyes had begun to wander from the conversation on her table, greedily scanning the cafeteria for anything even a lick more interesting. she was quick to find it in the table unofficially reserved for hawkins high’s hellfire club. she’d heard few details of the club’s goings ons, but that wasn’t really her focus today. no, today, she felt her lips tug into a smile as she saw the curly-haired brunet at the head of the table climb onto his haunches, straightening himself up so as to stand above everyone else in the cafeteria. he was saying something, it was obvious enough, but she couldn’t exactly hear it. it was making his friends laugh, and - his confidence boosted - he turned to her side of the cafeteria.

“-or, god forbid we forget the kings of hawkins!” his hands started a slow clap, “got so good at throwing big balls into laundry baskets that you think that you’re god!” his animation made it hard for her to suppress a smile, even if she knew he was directly insulting her friends. 

though, she was sure some minor part of her believed it just about as much as he did. 

protests and angry voices raised from around her, with jason carver quick to tell him to shut up. in feigned agreeance, he flipped him the bird - he flipped all of them off, actually. 

their exaggerated looks of disgust made one face stand out amongst the rest - her soft features hiding the hints of a laugh. he smiled at the discovery, knowing it was nice that at least one of those preps had a sense of humor. as quickly as he had stood up, he was back at his position: back as the leader of hellfire.

she could hear her friends scoff in annoyance, until one of them turned to her. 

“wanna explain what that was all about?” janet says it jokingly, but there’s a serious undertone in her voice.

“huh?” she turned to face the commenter, bewilderment plastered on her previously-smiling face.

“why is the freak checking you out?” her eyes found the cheeky-but-stern expressions on the people at the table.

“no, janet, you should be asking: why was she checking him out?” monica said it from the other end, leading to scattered playful remarks and agreeance. y/n’s quick to shake her head - so quick, in fact, she’d worried she got whiplash.

“what - what? i wasn’t… checking him out.” she says in a quiet voice, truly doing nothing to help her case. janet laughs a little.

“yeah, sure, hun.” her voice is dripping with sarcasm, so much of it that y/n can almost see it as a physical, tangible thing - some sort of poisonous, honey-like substance. the table is quick to ignore her once again, but their topic of conversation had also, of course, shifted.

“god, that guy is so weird.”

“yeah, and so is his little cult. i can’t believe the school allows it - they’re probably doing illegal stuff all the time.” one of the freshmans’ eyes went wide.

“illegal?” monica is quick to jump on the question, as if she’d been waiting years for someone to ask for her theories.

“yeah, god, it’s scary stuff. i’ve heard they do all sorts of shit: cult meetings, ritual prayers, devil-worship and-” her voice quietened to a whisper, “blood sacrifices-” before she could scare the younger kids any further, y/n felt her eyes roll.

“c’mon, you don’t actually believe that, do ya, mon?” monica went a little quiet - everyone did, until janet giggled a little.

“oh god, she’s in love with him!” she says it in a joking sing-song, but it makes y/n’s cheeks flush with heat.

“god, jan, no! i just think it’s stupid to buy into these dumb rumors.” everyone was throwing in their input, saying everything and nothing on the situation all at once. finally, everyone quietened, and she took a deep breath. she turned to the freshmen around her, quick to clarify herself.

“look, guys, the school is not run by idiots. if anything truly dangerous was happening in that club, they’d shut it down immediately. so don’t worry too much-” she spoke quietly, as monica did, “and don’t let monica get to you.”

“hey!” her friend gave her a playful glare and, suddenly, the table’s atmosphere was back to normal again. 

she stared at her plain toast, her stomach churning a little. it was 7:23 in the morning - she’d just checked - and she was panicking.

janet had called her about 10 minutes ago, saying that she was too ill to get to school. she’d wished her a speedy recovery, hoping her friend felt better soon, and it took her about 5 minutes to realize that this was somewhat disastrous for her. she relied on her friend for rides to school - something unfeasible any other way: her dad was at work with the car, her mom couldn’t drive, her friends weren’t picking up her calls or they also couldn’t drive, and school was, like, 5 miles away, making walking sound like the worst possible plan. she was half-tempted to speak up to her mom - who was sitting in front of her - and just grovel for a chance not to go in that day. 

as she opened her mouth to discuss the idea, the doorbell rung, her mom chipperly rising to go greet it.

“ooh! i hope it’s the mailman, sweetie, we just can’t wait for your letters to come in!” she’d been hounding her over the few acceptances she had gotten, but most of them were for smaller colleges she wasn’t really interested in. so, every morning, her mom would be ready and excited for the letter she would accept to come in.

instead of hearing a friendly greeting as the door swung open, her mother had paused, a small squeak escaping her. she’s about to go check if everything is okay, when she realizes everything is absolutely not.

“hi, ma’am, is - uh - is y/n home?” she could feel the blood drain from her cheeks, her eyes widening in shock at the familiar voice. she’s quick to stand alongside her mother, the distinct voice and appearance of eddie munson almost comical against her neighborhood suburbia. he smiles in recognition, offering a small wave to her confused countenance. her mother looks between the both of them, suspicion engrained in her face, before backing off, back to her bedroom.

“all yours,” she muttered, her humor still somewhat intact, as least. as soon as her mother had disappeared up the stairs, y/n whipped her head back to face him.

“munson?” it’s a little croaky, her surprise still choking her words.

“yeah, hi - uh, good morning? - anyways, you left this.” he held out a hair clip - yellow and studded with light crystals. considering the pricetag of the thing, she always assumed they always had some real value.

she gasped in shock, gingerly taking it off him as she thanked whatever god was out there. she’d been missing it for a few days, and she was dreading the impending conversation she would have to have with her father - the disappointment he might have had clouding her thoughts for the past few days. 

“thank you! oh, god, i was so worried i lost it, thank you so much!” she was about to give him a hug - a thank you, as she would with anyone else. but, then, she remembered who he was, who she was, and where they were, stopping herself quickly. instead, she tucked the clip into her hair, “uhm, where - where did you find it?” he smiles a little.

“uh, hellfire - funny enough.” she’s a little confused, until she recalled exactly how she had lost it. it’d been in the middle of an a.p. history class, the same room that hosted hellfire on thursdays, and she’d taken it off because she just had the most pounding headache, and knew the pull on her scalp was contributing - at least, somewhat. she’d left it on her desk and, evidently, forgotten about it, “yeah, it was sort of killing the mood of the campaign-”

“campaign?” she looks at him quizzically, and he laughs.

“yeah - uh, d.n.d.? not ringing any - any bells?” she shakes her head, no, and he waves his hand, “never mind, then.” he checked the time, before stuffing his hands a little awkwardly into his pockets, “thought i’d miss you actually - it’s a little late to make first period, right?” she checked her own watch, before realizing it was already 7:40. she sighed under her breath.

“well, my drive ditched me, so i guess i’ll make it for lunch?” she tries an attempt at humor, but she actually is dreading her morning. she goes to turn back into her house to grab her bag and say goodbye, when he speaks.

“oh - if you need a ride, well…” he gestured behind him, the beaten up van parked right in front of the driveway, still on the road a little. that image was definitely not comforting, but he was quick to add on, “and i bet i can get you there on time, too.” it seemed almost worrying, but, she realized, she didn’t really have time to care. 

“oh, you don’t mind?”

“well, we are going the same way.” she smiles a bit, a weight lifted off her shoulders.

“i’d love that, thanks.”

she’d been white-knuckling the seatbelt for the past two minutes, and they weren’t even out of the suburbs yet. she tried not to make her worry too obvious, failing miserably.

“hey, don’t worry, this van never gave me anything but a hard time with the ladies.” his joke makes her loosen her grip a bit, a smile replacing her grimace. as he proceeds to the main road, his tactics turn less erratic, allowing her some peace of mind. she takes in a deep breath, before seeing her clip glimmering in the side-view mirror.

“um - munson?”

“you can call me eddie, y’know. or, like, edward, if you’re a nun. or mrs. o’donnell.” she laughs, before correcting herself.

“‘lright, eddie. how’d you know this was mine?” he glances at the road around him for the first time in the whole journey, shifting up a bit in his seat.

“oh, i’ve - uh, i’ve just seen you wearing it.” she’s a bit shocked that he would remember something like that, and he’s quick to clarify, “y’know, in between all the green, the yellow’s a bit shocking.” his explanation was reasonable, but, for some reason, causes her heart to drop a little. 

“oh. and how’d you know where i lived?” she doesn’t mean it to come off as an interrogation, but she was genuinely curious. he averts his gaze from the road to glance at her for a second, and his voice is a little quiet, surprisingly serious for him.

“i’m not - like some kind of stalker, if that’s what you’re asking.” her eyes widen, before she shakes her head a little frantically. 

“no! no, i mean, i was just a bit curious, because we don’t talk much.”

“we don’t talk at all,” he corrects, “but a lot of your little cheer and basketball buddies like to have private meetings with - uh, with me.” her face must have betrayed her confusion, and he laughs at the expression, “yeah! you know how many people walk around the school halls high on, like, a daily basis?” it makes the colors of her cheeks drain a little, too shocked at the casual nature of his words.

although she disagreed on many things with her rather conservative parents: clothes, sex, music, social issues and politics, she agreed with them firmly in their worries about drugs and drug takers.

“really?” he looks almost shocked that she doesn’t know this, and a cheeky smile crosses his face. 

“i’d love to tell you more, sweetheart, but, y’know, confidentiality - and all that. besides, we’re here.” she feels the vehicle jolt to a stop as she turns to look outside, hoping that he wouldn’t see her reaction to the pet name. it was wholly unexpected, but she couldn’t help but feel her stomach turn in some sort of nervous excitement. he’s already out of the car, coming round to her side and opening the door.

he outstretches his arm, that same smile on his face, as he bows a little.

“madam!” he says it like some sort of butler, and it makes her laugh as she quickly exits the van.

“you didn’t have to do that, you know.” 

“no? i didn’t?” she knows it’s a joke, and is about to retort, when she hears the bell go. she checks her watch, it reading 7:55 precisely. he really had gotten her to first period on time.

“i have to run for my class but, uh, thanks. like, a lot, i’d barely be out of my cul-de-sac by now if i’d been walking.” his smile is genuine and - she finds herself thinking - honestly, really cute. he waves her a goodbye, a small goofy wave as she whisks off to find her class. 

their usual lunch table had been cut in about half - with quite a few down for the count because of some stomach bug. all the people left were those that she barely interacted with so she sat with monica on one end, keeping mostly to themselves.

“y/n?” the girl had been spacing out for the large majority of the day; it was a bit useless for her to have actually made it, considering she spent the whole time thinking of her morning’s saviour. nevertheless, she turns her head to see monica’s uneasy face.

“yeah? is everything okay?” 

“i - uh… you tell me, i guess.” upon noticing y/n’s quizzical expression, she rolls her eyes in a way that borderline between playful and exasperated, “you seriously haven’t noticed? look around - are you blind?” she laughs awkwardly, sure monica was making a mountain out of a molehill - as she had often done before. deciding to humor her, she scanned the cafeteria.

indeed, as she trailed her eyes along, she could see several quick eyes avert their gaze from her. there was 2, 3, 5, 8 people who all followed the pattern, and - probably - quite a few more that she’d missed. she felt her eyes drawn back to hellfire’s table, where eddie’s gaze actually met her. he gave her a half-smile, midway through a conversation with one of the other members. it was her turn to look away, turning back to monica.

“what? what the hell is going on?” she always hated the attention that being a well-known person granted her, especially when she was involved in some gossip or the other. but, for the life of her, she couldn’t understand why anyone was looking at her now.

“fine. playing dumb’s never a good look on you, but…” y/n felt a bit aghast at monica’s bluntness, her honest friend now just being rude, “you wanna tell me if you were in munson’s van this morning?” suddenly, everything clicked, and, before she could help it, her face betrayed her understanding. monica gasped in shock, inching a bit away from her, “oh my god, you were actually with him?” monica’s face fell, before turning into a look of disgust, “is that why you were later than usual? were you, like-” 

“ew, mon! no, i was not - i was not doing that.” y/n felt her hands bury into her face, before she groaned rather gutterally. this was definitely gossip that would just absolutely ruin her week, “he offered to give me a ride this morning cause jan bailed on me.” monica’s face did not shift much, but she did seem at least a little relieved that her friend was not fucking the freak. 

“what, you have him on speed dial? why was he giving you a ride?”

“he showed up at my place to return this,” she pointed at her clip, “he found it at school. i made a joke about walking to school and he offered me a ride. that was it. that was all.” monica’s face is stern, and y/n sighs, “look, it’s not that wild. he was just being nice.”

“no, y/n, that’s the thing. he’s not nice, he’s not sweet, and he’s not the type of guy to just give people rides.” monica looked over at hellfire’s table with disdain evident on her face.

“mon, we talked about this, it’s not like he’s in a cult-”

“that doesn’t matter. he’s a scumbag, probably a criminal, and a freak! i don’t care if it’s a cult or not, wearing clothes like that and liking that satanic stuff means that he isn’t right in the head.” she spoke passionately, and, for a minute, y/n second guessed the impression that he had made on her that morning. he was just so goddamn normal, that the mental image monica was painting - it was making her feel a bit ill, actually. 

“okay! okay, just - can we move on?” monica’s quiet for a moment.

“sorry, y/n. i - i just care about you alot. i don’t want you to get hurt, m’kay?” she spoke in an exaggerated accent to make her laugh, and it worked, the both of them reverting to any topic of conversation that wasn’t eddie munson. 

unfortunately, the judgemental looks followed her around her classes, they followed her around the hallways and they even caught up with her at home. her mother had obviously ratted out this morning’s encounter to her father, who was waiting upon her with an unavoidable look of disappointment on his face.

“y/n?” he was working when she got home, his hand gripped tighter than usual around his pen as he jotted down a rough draft of something. 

“hey, dad.” she avoided his gaze, trying her best to escape up the steps and into her room. however, as her foot rested on the first step, she was reeled back in. 

“come back here, i need to talk to you.” she tries not to sigh too loudly, but rolls her eyes as loudly as she can. she retraces her steps, trudging into the living room where she awaited whatever lecture he had planned. 

and god, was it a lecture. she was starting to feel a cramp in her left calf, and her bag - still on her shoulders, had been digging into her shoulders for quite a while now. nothing he said was new, either; his words a carbon copy of whatever monica had been telling her all morning. after an exhausting amount of “yes, dad”s and “i know, dad”s, with the occasional “i’m sorry”, he finally sighed deeply. 

“honey, you know i’m only telling you this because i love you, right?” she nodded silently, “if everyone thinks that munson boy is no good, there must be fair reason, right?” wrong, she thought, but nodded anyways, “so, i don’t want you to be at all involved with him. have i made myself clear?” he had, for the past half hour.

“yeah, dad.” he gives her a small smile, happy in the knowledge that he wouldn’t have to hear the name ‘eddie munson’ in the context of his daughter anymore. 

at least, he hoped so.

in an attempt to not add any fuel to an already raging fire, y/n meticulously avoided associating with eddie in any way, shape or form. she even went as far as to avoid some of the freshmen in hellfire, who she had spoken to often to help adjust to the high school, and dustin and mike’s confused faces at their brushed off greetings was starting to just make her sad.

she started trying to become more invested in those lunchtime conversations, her input still lackluster, but her eyes firmly glued onto whoever was telling a story. in all truth, she wasn’t really even looking at them, just trying very hard to not give the indication of just how much she wanted to look over at eddie. it was a bit pitiful, honestly, but she figured that it was just a phase, one that she absolutely could not entertain. 

so, she threw herself wholeheartedly to the persona she had to maintain - just for a few more months. monica, seeing this change, quickly took advantage it, making it her priority number one to invite the girl to the house party at one of the basketball players’ - y/n couldn’t remember who - houses that weekend. unfortunately, that included bringing it up in front of everyone, and monica’s best pleading expression: one that should have honestly been reserved for events much more important than this. 

“you’re gonna be at andy’s party, right?” oh, so that was his name. y/n looks at her in unease, as everyone at the table turned to look at her, host included. deciding to not keep them waiting, she plastered a smile on her face. 

“yeah, yeah, of course i’m coming.” there’s nods and laughs of agreement and excitement: she’d gained a bit of a reputation for prioritising school over parties, so her actually coming to one was a bit of a novelty in her friend group.

it took her less than two hours to see if she could fake illness to get out of her confirmation, truly dreading the impending party. she was mourning her care-free, solitary plans for that weekend as she zipped up her bag, ready to go home. as she shut her locker, she saw a solid chest adorned with green and white. looking up, a bit confused, she realized it was chance, one of the other guys on the team. he had a lopsided, almost shy smile on his face, and she grinned back politely.

“hey? is everything alright?” they barely ever spoke, but he seemed alright enough, and she was a bit confused as to why he was talking to her. 

“hey - yeah, no - everything’s fine.” he’s stumbling a bit, and it’s almost endearing, “i was - well, i was just wondering if you’re still planning to go to andy’s party?” no.

“yeah, yeah - i’m still planning on it.” she laughs a little, but it’s forced. she hopes he doesn’t notice. 

“well, then, i was thinking that - uh, maybe we could… i dunno, maybe we could go together?” she’s a little shocked - but only a little, because it’d been pretty obvious chance had been crushing on her for a little while now. she quickly replaces her agape mouth with a smile covering her tense jaw. she can just say no, right? yeah, of course she can, no hard feelings, she knows he’s not ugly, he could get any other girl to go with him-

“yeah, sure!” her voice is squeaky, but she’s sure he’s too relieved to notice. 

“oh, that’s great! i’ll pick you up around 7:30 then, is that alright?”

“okay, yeah, that sounds alright.” his smile widens, and y/n feels almost bad that she’s not nearly as excited for this as he is. 

friday night rolled around, and, surprisingly punctually, chance showed up just 2 minutes late. her outfit was casual - very casual - but that doesn’t stop him complimenting her repeatedly. it’s sweet, really sweet, actually, and y/n’s stomach’s began to churn. 

the party itself reminded her of exactly why she avoided these parties: the reeking of booze heavy in the air, the stuffiness, and the sheer stupidity that everyone in their drunken states were granted. she constantly finds herself having to practically swim through bodies. chance kept a hand - a conservative hand - at her hip, hoping not to lose her in the crowd. it was comforting - really comforting, and she found herself searching for that touch when it escaped her. 

as much as she appreciated his approach to this date - it was a date, right? - she found it was outweighed by her huge hate for the party’s athmosphere. she’s quick to pull him into a corner, voicing her concerns.

“i can’t stay here - i’m gonna go get some air!” she has to half-shout so he can hear her. he looks a little disappointed when he hears her, but he quickly replaces it with a sweet smile and reassuring squeeze. he even helped her to the front door, which she walked out of so quickly it seemed that she was running. she almost gulped in the crisp night air, feeling her pounding head and heart slowly calm down. 

she had every intention to return to the party after a few minutes but, upon seeing the crowd at the door, she thought that a short walk might allow her a little tranquility. the neighbourhood didn’t look dangerous, but she knew - in the recess of her head - that it was still a stupid idea. with the stories she’d been hearing across the news, she knew it was a little stupid of her - especially as a young woman - to be walking the streets alone. she rationalized it though: there’s not a chance that anything’s actually going to happen, right?

keeping with that mantra, she did actually enjoy some peaceful bliss. that was - at least - until she heard a car drive on the road along the sidewalk she was on. nothing out of the ordinary, until she realized it was slowing down as it neared her. she sucked in a breath, hoping it was just an odd coincidence. she clutched at her elbows tightly, wrapping into herself and walking as quietly as possible - hoping that there was some way that the driver would simply not notice her.

of course, that didn’t happen, with the vehicle coming to a janky stop right next to her. she squeezed her eyes shut, cursing her luck, before she heard a familiar voice. 

“y/n?” a head of brown curls peeked out of the driver side window and, all at once, she felt all the muscles in her body release that fight-or-flight tension. her heart hadn’t yet stopped racing, and she went up to him with a giddy smile on her face. 

“oh, god - eddie, thank god it’s just you.” he raises an eyebrow, but it’s playful.

“gotta say, it’s nice to hear a pretty girl say that instead of ‘munson, how’d you know where i live?’” he recalls their previous conversation with a laugh, and she smiles at him sheepishly, “hope i’m not interrupting your-” he checked his watch, “midnight walk.”

“no, no - of course not,” she paused, “well, technically, you are, but i don’t really want to be on this walk anymore anyways.”

“right…” he sighed a little, getting out of the van. she backs up a few steps confused as to what he’s doing. he goes over the other side - the passenger seat - and, for just a moment, her heart drops in fear. as quickly as it came, it disappeared, as eddie opened the door and gestured her to come, “c’mon, then. get in.”

“huh?” it was a little unladylike, but she was very confused - and the chill of the night was starting to bite at her fingers.

“i’ll drive you back to the party.” she raises her eyebrows.

“how’d you know about the party?”

“i was - how do i say - bringing the entertainment.” he had a wicked smile on his face, and it supplemented her understanding of the insinuation. this time, however, instead of a aghast look, she laughed, walking over to the other side. as he shut the door behind her and got into his own, he smiled at her, “maybe one day, you and i will have conversations not carried in this shitty van.” she wants to laugh at the joke, but feels a little guilty - he was right, she seemed to only be around him when she needed something - worse, needed a ride. it made her feel like she was buying far too much into this clique-superiority bullshit, and it made her shift uneasily in her seat. 

“oh, i - eddie, i’m sorry about all that. i know the - uh, the circumstances always tend to suck for us. i do like you - think you’re great! it’s just, y’know gossip and - and my friends. oh and, of course, my - my parents-”

“don’t worry ‘bout it, sweetheart,” there he went again, that name shutting out the ramble that she had started, “i get it.” he said it with a knowing tone, but it almost broke her heart: this was likely a common occurrence for him, and it turned her stomach in knowing of the shittiness of this town. 

she wondered how different it would all be, had he been someone else - had she been someone else. they come to a quick stop at the driveway of andy’s place, and he smiles at her - a smile too genuine to be directing at someone like her. she smiles back, not really looking him in the eyes, as she climbed out of the car and he sped away. she sort of watched his van get smaller and smaller, until she hears her name being called.

“y/n?” she whips around to find chase: his hairs a little messy, his breathing’s ragged and he’s got a terrifying rage in his eyes. he’s on her before she can even try back away, and she finds her arm hurting in his harsh grip, “where the fuck did you go?” her eyes flick from his eyes down to their arms, and she winces.

“i - i just needed some fresh air, i told you!” 

“i’ve-” he laughs, a humorless laugh, dragging his tongue on his teeth as he looks away from her, “i’ve been looking for you for twenty fucking minutes, just to see you climbing out of that freak’s car?” her eyes widen as she realizes exactly what this is about, and she feels her stomach churning - not nervous, no she was scared. 

“chance, i - chance, you’re hurting me!” her voice goes squeaky, as his grip seems to tighten even more, as if he were trying to make a point. 

“thought you’d be into this kinda shit, what, if you’re fucking someone like munson.” her jaw falls open, just as his grip on her releases, “you know what, i can’t fucking believe i actually wanted to take you out,” he shook his head, “i gave you the benefit of the doubt. but guess the rumors are true, you really are just a whore.” he dropped her arm with force, turning back into the party with a disgruntled stride. 

she sits at the lip of the party, just by the road, nursing her arm by her chest, and resisting the fall of tears from her eyes.

[rainiishowers]

Eternal | Poly! MC | Obey Me |

A/N: Aaa, I’m not the best with songfics (or whatever you call them) but uhh..Enjoy? Summary: MC is feeling down, so the brothers comfort them, with a song! Genre: Hurt/Comfort Sidenote: Here’s the song this fic includes! I suggest you listen to it while you read lol. Credit to “Tofi” for the English translation. This is romantic polyamory so if you are looking for more platonic polyamory, please don’t read unless you’re okay with that

@sufzku @crazyyanderefangirlfan ————————— You weren’t feeling your best, and has asked Lucifer before school if you could take a day off. He agrees to the break because the pact between the two of you told how you feeling clear as day. You went to your room, not feeling particularly hungry while he goes to make breakfast and eat, and everyone soon started to file in and sit down, but everyone was clearly confused on where you were. “I have given them a day off today because they informed me they were not feeling the best.” Lucifer says coolly. That certainly sent everyone into a panic. They kept questioning the eldest on if you would be okay or if you need any medical assistance. As far as that went Lucifer just sighed and told them to calm down, adding that you didn’t seem injured when you went to ask for the break, although, you had a habit of not really showing injuries to the brothers so they don’t freak out, so he was a bit worried now as well. Everyone was aware of this habit so regardless of the conformation, Mammon just scoffs. “Well I’m gonna go check on ‘em!” He says. Asmo’s face lit up, like he had a sudden idea. “Wait, there’s this song MC has been listening to lately!” Asmo pulls out his phone. “Are you suggesting we cheer them up with a song?” Satan asks. “Yepp~” He smiles. “Okay, but that doesn’t heal their wounds, if they have any, so what’s the point?” Belphie asks. “It’s a sweet gesture, is it not?” Asmo asks back. Lucifer just sighs. “Need I remind you we all have school to attend to?” “So you aren’t worried for them?” Satan asks. “Of course I am.” Lucifer sighs. “Asmodeus, send us the lyrics in the brothers groupchat and we will discuss it later” Asmo just nods and does what he asks, all excited that his plan was something agreed upon. “W-Wait!” Levi sputters. “Are you sure this is a good idea..? I mean, I hate to see MC down, but..” “You’ll be fine, Levi! You sing your anime songs all the time, this should be no different”                                     After school, you were just laying in bed after finishing up some homework needed to be done, to the best of your ability at least. You chuckle at the thought of Asmo seeing you overexert yourself, going on about how it is bad for your skin and how you need to rest, or if Belphie saw you, he’d just drag you to bed and fall asleep with you, no doubt.  You heard a knock on the door and you sat up, assuming the brothers came back from RAD.  “Come in!” You call out. You saw Beel and Asmo walk in, the both of them having a smile on their faces. “What’s got you two so happy?” You ask. “We have a surprise just for you, darling~” Asmo hums. You were plucked from you bed by Beel and your eyes widen a bit, but you didn’t argue.  The two walked to the House of Lamentation gardens, somewhere you knew to be well kept by everyone. If there was time, you would have tea dates with Lucifer here on the little patio, because he didn’t want to walk too far away from his desk. Beel and Asmo stops at the entrance. “Since it’s a surprise, we’re going to put a blindfold on you, okay? No peeking” The gentle giant smiles. “No promises” You joke as Asmo puts the blindfold over your eyes. “We wouldn’t want your surprise to be ruined, now would we?” Asmo asks as they continued on your way. You could hear nervous muttering but that quiet down as you approached. You felt Beel sit you down and take off the blindfold to see the brothers, and not only were they a bit dressed up, but there were different flowers and decorations, flowers of your favourite color and fairy lights, streamers, everything to make it beautiful. “Guys. What is this?” You ask. “Well” Asmo hums. “Lucifer told us you weren’t feeling the best so we thought to set this surprise up for you~!” “Not only that” You turn to Satan. “Asmo has told us one of your favourite songs and we thought we could put a little concert on just for you” You laugh, it may be over the top in some regards, but it was a very sweet gesture nonetheless. Levi fiddles with his phone and music started playing. During the brief pause, Belphie lays his head on your shoulder. “The words I could say in my dreams” You saw Levi look up at you, fiddling with his hands. “Even now, are still in the corner of my memory” You felt Asmo hug you from the other side with a big smile on his face. “The buds of flowers blooming in my heart” Satan leans over and takes your hand. “I’m strongly protecting..” Mammon huffs, sad he wasn’t able to get closer, but anything to make you happy, he supposed. “I want to know every single thing about you” You look at Lucifer as he relaxes a bit, still a slight smirk on his face. “I want to meet the side of you I haven’t yet seen” Beel puts on a sheepish smile, rubbing the back of his neck. “It’s a lot to ask, but please forgive me” You smile, of course you would forgive them, it’s hard not to when they set up something like this. “Let’s begin to move on with these endless feelings!” “At the top of our lungs with all our love!” Asmo got up, dragging you with him as you guys began to dance, leading everyone to get up. “No matter what, don’t let go of my touch~” You were spun in all kinds of different directions, ending up in another brothers arms each time.  “I want to hold you in my arms, I want you to leave everything to me” “I swear forever, My Love~” Hearing the brothers sing in unison felt nice, it reminded you how much they cared for you, and how clear they made it that you, a human exchange student, changed their lives. It meant even more that they went out of their way to practice one of your favourite songs, all for this surprise. A comfortable silence put itself in place as they continued to dance with you, reminding you that while there were problems of the past still needing to worked, they were patient, and they were trying their hardest to respect your boundaries.  This time, Levi was the one to start up the song, you began dancing with him with a small smile, encouraging him. He flushed up a bit. “The feelings hidden in my heart”  You were spun over to Asmo. “When you smile at me they overflow” You giggle and flashed a smile at him, to which he blushes but happily smiles back before you were spun over to Satan, who put your hand on his heart.  “The key to my closed heart” You kiss his cheek before being spun away by Belphie. “You gently open it” There was a brief pause as Mammon was the next to spin you into his arms. “I want to know every single thing about you” Surprisingly, he looked serious, but once he saw your smiling face his expression immediately melts into something more softer with a hint of blush before you were taken into Lucifer’s arms, with him softly kissing your hand and him tilting your chin up. “I want to meet the side of you I haven’t seen~” The next spin you ended up being spun to Beel and lifted up with him grinning sheepishly. “It’s a lot to ask, so please forgive me” You were let down and spun to the middle of the circle of brothers, which you had to blink a few times, forgetting to realize how dizzy the spinning made you. “The endless feelings begin to run around” You look around with a smile on your face, seeing the brothers made you happy, and they cherished that happiness so, so much.. “At the top of our lungs with all our love! I want to hold your hand, no matter how far I have to go~” You smile, sillies, you didn’t have to go far for a simple hand hold.  “I want you to hug me and tell me everything~” “I swear forever, My Love~” You were a bit surprised to hear Satan and Lucifer singing next. “Sometimes all that comes out of my eyes are tears” You turn to see Asmo, Levi and Mammon each offering you their own smile, but just a little sadder. You looked at the twins, Belphie with his casual tired grin and Beel’s with his casual wide yet comforting grin. “But I want to keep shining” You look at the Mammon and Levi, putting both of their hands on their own hearts. “If there’s a name for these feelings” The rest of them did the same. “I only want to tell you all about it~” You sigh a bit, all of them has such different experiences with telling their feelings and pinpointing them, Lucifer is use to keeping them inside, Asmo is use to being overdramatic with his feelings. Beel is sometimes confused about his own feelings while Satan has an easy time identifying them, that’s a part that makes them so unique though. “At the top of our lungs with all our love. I want to hold your hand, no matter how far I have to go!~” “I want you to hug me and believe in me!~” “I swear forever, My Love~” The music fades away and you just smile, tearing up a bit as you pull everyone into a group hug. “You guys.. This was so sweet..” You murmur. “You boys did such an amazing job” You pull away, smiling up at them. Mam’s chest puffs out with pride. “Of course we did, I helped!” Asmo elbows him, glaring. “It was my idea!” You laugh. “This is a very Asmo sounding thing to do” You say. “We wanted to cheer you up.. Did it work?” Beel asks. “Of course! It’s one of my favourite songs and my favourite boys sang it with such dedication!” Beel smiles, happy to see you happy. Levi fiddles with the hem of his shirt. ‘”Surely I wasn’t that good...-” He murmurs. “Levi.” You look at him, holding his hand. “You were amazing when you sang, so don’t think you weren’t, alright, Player !?” He perks up at the nickname and he smiles a bit and nods.  You back away and yawn. “Ah, we kept you awake for quite a while, didn’t we?” Satan checks his phone for the time. Beel picks you up. “I’ll bring you to your room” He says, “And I’ll cuddle you so you have a more comfortable sleep” Belphie adds. “I’ll check for any injuries we may of missed” Satan adds as well. You simply nod and start to doze off. It may of been over the top but you still love all the effort your boys put into this..

[pies-writes-and-more]

jealous

Word Count: 3,130

Pairing: Ushijima Wakatoshi x Fem!Reader

Warnings: some insecurity angst (only a little though) but all fluff otherwise!

A/N: thank you for the help and love you two give me @satan-ruler-of-hells​ @thisnoodlewritesao3​. Was having a shitty day so I queued this fic up to hopefully bring some smiles to people’s faces <3

Haikyuu Masterlist

Ushijima would never understand why people flocked to him the way they did during tournaments. No matter where the team went, there were people begging for answers to their invasive questions, people screaming in excitement as soon as they saw them, but why?

“You’re a big strong attractive dude, Ushi, I dunno what to tell ya. Not to mention, you’re the ace of a powerhouse school,” Tendō laughed when Ushijima asked him why. But it wasn’t like any of these girls knew him so why were they always asking for pictures?

But despite not really understanding, Ushijima often complied with the request for photos, standing there as stoic as ever, not even bothering to crack a smile. He didn’t want to make anyone upset and he felt like just going along with it might actually be easier than trying to run away.

But today, Tendō watched as one girl got prepared for a selfie, and surprised Ushijima with a kiss on the cheek for the photo. She squealed in excitement, thanking him even as she ran away. The two Shiratorizawa boys stood there in confusion, Tendō’s eyes looking around to make sure you weren’t around to experience that.

Ushijima stood there for a moment longer, his hand going up to his cheek and touching the place she had kissed him. Had that really just happened? How odd. Why would someone he had never even met before do something like that?

The thought left his mind as soon as it had entered, turning around to follow Tendō onto the court. But he noticed how his friend’s eyes seemed to glance around the hallway, as if looking for someone, then fall on him questioningly.

“What is it?” Ushijima asked, watching his friend’s eyes carefully. 

Tendō just laughed and shook his head, “I’m just glad poor Y/N didn’t have to watch that. Can’t say I’d envy her.”

Ushijima’s brow tensed a little hearing those words, trying to comprehend Tendō’s words and tone, “I don’t understand.”

“I mean, you’re constantly followed around by girls and you must see some of them all the time at every one of our tournaments. But you and Y/N haven’t had a lot of time to see each other now that practice is every day right? Plus... what girl wants to see her boyfriend get kissed by some random fangirl?” Tendō explained, holding his hands behind his head as they walked into the stadium courts. 

Ushijima frowned a bit, still not fully comprehending. You knew that he was busy with volleyball and you knew he loved you, didn’t you? So why did it matter what some insignificant people thought? Or what some random person did for that matter? Sure, it was an uncomfortable kiss and was awkward but would it matter? He didn’t even know the girl. 

Unbeknownst to either of them, the girl had posted the pic onto social media. Swarms of jealous students and gossip news reporters started to share the picture and repost it with the question “Is this Ushijima’s girlfriend?”

It didn’t take long for you to be tagged. One of your friend had sent the photo with a questioning keyboard smash, wondering if you had known.

You hadn’t.

You had been up in the stands when it all took place - you didn’t see Ushijima often before a game since he was usually stretching while you got there early to get good seats. You had been sitting up in the stands, talking to another friend of yours and some of the other players’ friends and family. But when you saw the picture, it was like everything around you started to move in slow motion.

Your heart felt like it was moving up your throat, your chest tightening. Who was this girl? Your fingers instantly clicked onto her profile, glancing at all of her public photos. She was gorgeous, thin, smart by the looks of it too. She even had a picture or her playing volleyball.

Something inside of you asked the question, “Would Ushijima be better off with someone like her?”

He wasn’t following her on social media, so he didn’t know who she was. It wasn’t uncommon for people to post their photos with Ushijima, but no fans had ever been so bold to kiss him for a picture before.

You couldn’t even remember the rest of the game. Your stomach was churning so much you thought you were going to be sick.

“Everything alright, Y/N?” Your friend asked when they realized you hadn’t cheered as loud as you normally did during the games. You quickly plastered on a smile, nodding quickly.

“I’ve got to head out early! Tell the boys I said congratulations!” You asked them as the game came to an end, your feet quickly moving out of the stadium before the crowds left.

Ushijima could’ve sworn you had been up in the stands and you always came to his games. So where were you? Why hadn’t you come down yet? He stood in the hallway, watching as crowds of people left. Loads of them congratulated him or tried to strike up a conversation with him. But not a single one of them was you.

“Oh Ushijima! Y/N asked me to say congratulations!” Someone smiled up at him giving a thumbs up. He recognized them, they were friends with you weren’t they? So you had been here...

Ushijima’s forehead creased ever so slightly, “Where is she?”

“She said she had to go for some reason! She didn’t look so good when she left to be honest. Maybe she was feeling sick?” Your friend shrugged and gave another wave before rushing off.

Ushijima glanced at his phone, finding no notifications from you. If you had been feeling sick, why wouldn’t you tell him?

“You alright there, Ushi?” Tendō called, slapping his shoulder playfully. “We won, it’s time to go! What’re you standing around for?” His head spun around, looking for the missing part of their trio. “Where’s Y/N? It’s almost time for our celebratory dinner!”

“She left,” was all he said with a frown.

Tendō sucked in some air nervously, glancing at his own phone and all the notifications he had gotten over the recent scandal photo. “Think it might have to do with this?” He asked, showing the post to his friend. “Didn’t you get tagged in it too? Seems like the whole team was.”

“I don’t have notifications for those apps,” Ushijima shrugged. “I get tagged in a lot of things and it gets annoying.”

Tendō pouted at this, realizing that’s why Ushijima never responded to the hilarious things he would send him.

Ushijima was still frowning, wondering why everyone seemed so concerned with his dating life. He scrolled through the notifications that Tendō had on his phone, news reporters questioning Ushijima’s relationship status, people from their school mentioning Y/N and curiously wondering if they had broken up. 

All of this over some random girl? He glanced at her post a little closer, noting the caption read, “Ushi” with a little heart emoji next to it. He hadn’t been happy at all that some girl had decided to plant a kiss on his cheek but he never had the chance to tell her that before she ran off. 

“Why would Y/N leave over that?” Ushijima finally spoke, glancing again at his own phone to see if maybe you had texted him in the last few minutes.

Tendō sighed and raised an eyebrow to him, “Ushijima, some people get jealous.”

Jealous. The word echoed in Ushijima’s mind as he tried to consider the possibility that you were jealous over someone whose name he didn’t even know. 

“Wouldn’t you be jealous if you saw someone posting a similar photo of Y/N?” Tendō asked with a tilt to his head, curiously watching his friend’s expression. 

Ushijima let the thought cross over his mind while the two of them walked to where the rest of the team had gathered. What if some dude had posted a picture of Y/N, kissed her cheek, and everyone had assumed they were together? He frowned and shook his head of the awful thought, now understanding that maybe jealousy was that pit in his stomach he was currently experiencing. 

Although Coach Washijo growled a little in response, Ushijima insisted that he would not be joining the team for a celebratory dinner. When Goshiki asked Tendō where Ushijima was going, he’d just shrug and smile saying, “He’s off to be a good boyfriend.”

It must’ve been strange, seeing this tall man running around town, looking confused and frustrated. Numerous people around him glanced back at him, watching him with questioning eyes as he passed but Ushijima didn’t even noticed. He needed to make sure that you were okay.

You weren’t really sure why you left so quickly after the game was over. You knew the longer you waited to have this conversation with Ushijima, the more awkward you’d feel and the more upset that he’d be that you hadn’t brought it up sooner.

It’s not like you were mad at him or anything - how could you be? It wasn’t like he was the one kissing her, or that he had known she was going to do that - you knew it wasn’t the latter since Ushijima wasn’t all that big on PDA anyways so there was no way he’d be okay with it with some random girl... you hoped at least.

So if you weren’t mad, why did you run? You frowned as you tried to think of a good excuse, trying to tear apart the reasons for your behaviour. But all you could really think of is how insecure you had felt, seeing that picture. That girl was everything and you were... well what even were you?

Ushijima didn’t know how to beat around the bush - he didn’t know anything but being blunt and honest. So he had to be with you for a reason right? If he wanted to break up with you, he would’ve... right?

You groaned quietly, stuffing your face into the pillow you were holding into your lap. You needed to text him - he was probably wondering why you didn’t stay till after the game. But he hadn’t even texted you... hadn’t called... maybe he hadn’t noticed? You glanced at your phone one more time, as if waiting to see a notification you had missed or a text that you hadn’t heard the alert for.

Maybe you should just call him. Maybe if he hadn’t noticed, you both could just go out for food or have a nice night in and you could forget you ever saw that photo. You nodded slightly at your plan, moving your finger to call him. 

But a knock on your door distracted you. You looked up at the sound, glancing between that and your phone.

You dragged yourself out of bed, starting to type out a very nonchalant casual text to Ushijima as you made your way downstairs. Though it was very obvious once you opened the door that the text wasn’t needed.

“Y/N.”

What was it about the way he said your name that sent chills down your spine? 

You bit down on your lip nervously, realizing that all that time spent coming up with excuses was useless because here he was right in front of you, panting slightly, and you were drawing a blank.

“H-Hi, Ushijima,” you hesitated slightly, both standing there awkwardly until he nodded towards the inside of your house.

“Can I come in?” He asked softly, his voice more gentle than usual even with his heavy breathing. 

You nodded slowly and let him in, watching as he tucked his shoes away and stood in front of you as if waiting for you to say something.

“So... congratulations on your win,” you offered after moments of silence.

His eyes just watched you, as if checking to make sure you were okay, “Your friend said you had to leave. They also mentioned you weren’t feeling well. Is that why you didn’t stay?”

You stuttered out some sort of syllables that were no where near to being words as your boyfriend placed his hand on your forehead, cupping your cheeks in his other hand, “You don’t feel feverish but you are a bit warm,” he stated quietly. “Would you like me to make you some soup?”

You shook your head quickly, stepping back from him slightly, “I’m okay, Ushijima, promise. My... stomach just didn’t feel right.”

His eyes narrowed ever so slightly as he watched you, “Your stomach?”

You nodded, staring at your feet. You should just be honest, shouldn’t you? Ushijima was always honest with you. But what if you were honest and he came to the same realization - that he could do better than you?

“So this has nothing to do with that Instagram post?” Ushijima’s voice was stiffer this time around, almost... awkward? He shifted on his feet, trying to get you to look at him but when you wouldn’t, he just gently put his fingers under your chin, lifting your gaze to his. “Please talk to me, darling.”

It was as if you had been hiding tears this whole time and didn’t even realize it. But the softness in his voice and his eyes, the way he touched you, just made your eyes start to tear up, “It’s stupid,” you admitted after a moment and Ushijima’s thumb wiped away a tear that escaped you. “I know you don’t even know her.”

He nodded in response, stepping a bit closer to you now, “I didn’t know she was going to do that,” he told you, confirming what you had already assumed. “But I’m sorry.”

You gave a little laughing, shaking your head, “Ushijima, you have nothing to be sorry for. I know you take pictures with your fans sometimes.”

“No, I’m sorry because I didn’t understand why you would be upset at it at first. But Tendō helped me understand. Please don’t go taking photos like that with other men,” Ushijima asked you and made you laugh again. “I... I wouldn’t like it.” He admitted shyly, his lips turning to a small smile as he watched you laugh.

“She’s rather pretty though,” you mumbled softly, finally wiping the rest of your tears that were building in your eyes. “I just... You two look really good together.”

Ushijima seemed to think about this, lifting his eyes up to the ceiling as he considered your words, “She’s not ugly.” He stated simply, finally looking back down at you. “But I have no feelings towards her.”

“Feelings can be developed,” you suggested, hating every word that was coming from your mouth. Why were you arguing for him to leave you? Why were you trying to convince him?

Ushijima gave a chuckle this time, patting your head softly, “Why would I want to develop feelings for anyone else when I have so many feelings for you? You have nothing to be jealous over, love.”

Ushijima always said things with such honesty and you knew he would never say anything he didn’t mean... but didn’t he know there were girls out there much better than you?

“You are the one I want to be with. Not anyone else. All those girls I see at my games all look the same. But when I look at you,” Ushijima let his thumb graze over your lips gently, a small smirk on his lips, “I have to remind myself to stop looking at you. I have to tell myself that I’m staring. Before we started dating, Tendō told me you might think I was creepy because I just couldn’t take my eyes off of you.”

You giggled, trying to not focus on the tingles this man’s finger left on your lips, “Oh ya?”

Ushijima just nodded firmly and leaned down to press a kiss to your forehead, “I’ve never felt this way about anyone before, Y/N. I couldn’t care less about anyone else. Do you trust me?”

The question hung in the air for a moment - you knew you did but how long would it be before he realized just how incredible he was?

“Yeah,” you whispered, trying to shove down all of your anxieties. 

He watched you and even though you were saying yes, there was something about the way you were standing that didn’t match with your words. Ushijima wasn’t the best at understanding people, but he knew you. “Everyone of those fans would stop coming up to me if I wasn’t as good at volleyball. One day, when I can’t play as well anymore, or if I ever get injured, all those fans will disappear. But the only one I’d still want with me is you. That’s how I know I love you.”

And even if it was just for a moment, all your anxieties stopped. You smiled to yourself and threw your arms around him into a tight hug. Ushijima’s massive arms wrapped around you as he pressed more kisses to your forehead and cheeks. “Next time, please talk to me honestly,” he whispered to you.

You nodded into his shoulder, closing your eyes tightly and murmuring back, “I love you too.”

The two of you would end up in your room, curled up with some show playing in the background before you’d sit up in realization, blinking at him in surprise, “Hang on, didn’t the team go for your celebration dinner?”

Ushijima shrugged and nodded, glancing at the time displayed on his phone screen, “Yeah they should be done soon. I imagine Tendō will text me to make sure you’re okay after.”

Your forehead creased in worry, staring at him, “Did... Did they drop you off on the way or something?”

Ushijima’s eyes shared your level of confusion, tilting his head as he tried to think about your question, “Why would they?”

“Ushijima, how the hell did you get here?” You asked with wide eyes, remembering how out of breath he was and wanting to hear the words from his lips.

“I ran,” he stated simply as if it was such a casual thing to do. “Is that important to know?”

“Babe, your tournament was across the city,” you gaped, mouth open slightly as your eyes widened even further. “That must’ve been such a long run, especially after a game!”

Ushijima thought for a moment, thinking about how the team had to take a bus to the games today, and how Y/N had to take transit. His mind tried to calculate the distance, though it wasn’t likely he’d get an answer. He just shrugged, thinking nothing of it as he settled back into your bed, “I could’ve gone farther,” was all he said as he pulled you in for some more cuddles, “as long as it was for you.”

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[arcadejohn127-9]

Ahhh I love your writing sm!! Could I request how the brothers would react to an MC that's super doting and overly loving from the get-go?. Always insists on helping w cooking duty, brings the brothers coffee if they look busy, etc? pls & ty!

Tbh I don't really have a love language over than verbal but this speaks to me

In game I make my MC very much like this, overly positive and always wanting to help. Not because I have to, I could easily pick more honest or teasing options but when it comes to it. My first instinct/Response is those options because I like the idea of being helpful to people

It's only when people start using that for their advantage or make me help them out even though I'm busy or just don't want to do it. That's when there's an issue.

Lucifer:

"oh~ Luci! You still working?"

You peered over at him at his desk, peaking from the space between the wall and the stair railing

He looked up at you with a tired expression, frowning

"I am, what do you need?"

you trotted down the rest of the steps, walking over to him with a bright smile

A tray in hand with coffee and biscuits and apple slices

"I made these for you, I know it isn't much but you're always working so hard... perhaps I can help?"

Lucifer wasn't too surprised, you were always offering your help whenever you could but it still surprised him you were so quick to offer

He didn't know how you had all that energy to face the day and then do more for others but he always enjoyed your company

"be my guest."

You grabbed a mini stool and sat beside him, you'd read over papers with him, massaging his hand whenever you noticed it cramped

He shared the snacks you got him and even revealed the mini snack draw he had in his desk

He put a finger to his lips with a smile

"don't tell my brother's, this will be just between you and me."

He showed you what he had and you picked whatever caught your fancy, happily eating as you looked over the papers

Mammon:

He wasn't use to Someone being nice to him so when you came along and offered acts of service - he was blown away!

Even over time he wasn't really use to it

Speaking of you and your acts or service; you were whistling a happy tune

A thick wallet in your pocket, you headed straight to mammons room

It was as if he could smell the money, he rushed to your side and started eyeing the wallet

"Stop peeking - it's a gift."

He looked at you confused but was grinning

"oh? The great Mammon can't refuse a gift!"

You placed the wallet in his hand, he let out a yelp at the weight of it

It was completely loaded!!! It was stuffed with money!

He couldn't believe it - it had to be a trick! There was no way you were giving him this much money!

"Are ya playing with me? Ha ha human."

"no tricks, you've been struggling with your debt to the witch's so I thought I'd help, I heard you've been getting in trouble with Lucifer more because of it so I wanted to help!"

He didn't even realize he teared up, he jumped towards you and hugged you close

Nuzzling your faces together as he hugged you tight

"You-! YOU DAMN HUMAN- NO YOU ANGEL! YOU'RE THE BEST THING THAT'S HAPPENED TO ME!"

You patted his arm, laughing and it wasn't long before he was planning to spend a big splurge on you despite his issues with money already

Levithan:

He was shuffling into his room, headphones on and just starting to calm down

Today was hectic so he was happy to finally be back home

"Evening! Don't worry, I still used the secret password."

"HUH-?! THAT'S NOT- WHY ARE YOU IN MY ROOM?!"

He threw his headphones off, face bright red

He should of known you were up to something, you kept humming whenever you entered his room

Talking about cleaning up after himself but he kept forgetting due to getting distracted

"I noticed it's gotten really messy so I decided to clean it for you but before you say anything, I know you hate when it's cleaned because you don't know where anything so I've labelled where everything has been stored if it's changed places."

He was still upset, he REALLY hated it when things are changed without him knowing first

But he looked around the room and sure enough, things were still in the cupboards and places he stacked them in and the labels were correct

Everything was completely organized! All the piled up ramen was even gone!

He exhaled a long breathe calming himself down, he was happy - really really happy

"Thanks.... just - can we arrange something next time? But I do like what you did! It looks nice - it's much better now!"

"of course, I'll ask next time - also~ I got you some special ruri-chan themed chips in hopes to make you feel better."

He moves before he knows it, hugging you tight

"STAY WITH ME FOREVER!!!!"

He's definitely embarassed afterwards and gets you out of his room before he makes himself look more like a love sick fool

But don't worry, he texts you wanting to hang out later

Satan:

Satan has been locked in his room after having a big outburst earlier that day

He got overwhelmed from all the noises and threw a book at mammon

You waited awhile before going after him, wanting him to calm down and looked after mammons sore head

You grabbed the book he threw, making a nice calming tea and even made some Apple pie

When you knocked his door he freezed

"Who is it-?! Lucifer, I'm not in the mood for your scolding-"

"it's just me, I got you something!"

He opened the door for you, letting you inside

His room looked clean for once - you didn't doubt he continued his rage into his room and cleaned up to calm down

You offered him a smile, placing the tray on his bed

"I hope you like it, I made it myself."

He looked at the fresh apple pie, his stomach rumbling at the mere sight of it

"you did this...for me? Didn't I scare you?"

You hummed, sitting close to him

"yeah a little but everyone has their bad days, you having one doesn't change anything - though you do need to apologize to mammon."

He sat down by his bed, placing the tray on his lap

"you're right I do, thank you for not just seeing me as some angry creature....I didn't intend to blow up like that."

You patted his arm, still smiling

You two sat together, you read his book for him whilst he ate and drank

He was very bashful at how supportive you are but that was you, you've always been so quick to offer help or do things for people ever since you've arrived

You were good to him, he'll always appreciate that

Asmodeus:

His love language is affection and words

Yours is acts of service

It's perfect!

Though, when it was established you were quick to help and offer your service - prepare for MANY innuendos

He'll come skipping to you, draping himself off the nearest object and asking if you want to help him de-stress

Most of the time you just have spa days or lay around doing nothing

You decided to treat him today seeing as exams were stressing him out

"Asmo! Won't you help me? I have this lovely new-"

He's skidding as he appears in the doorway, ready to do whatever you want

But you just grinned, knowing your plan worked

You grabbed him and shoved him into a chair

Before he knew it; his hair was tied up and his jacket and scarf has disappeared

"oh? What's all this about? Does my love want some special care?"

"nope, I just want to look after you today~ you've been stressing over exams so much, I wanted to treat you like a prince."

He had the biggest grin on his face after that

And treated like a prince he was

You did his skin routine, brushed his hair and curled it

If he even mentioned being thirsty you were straight to getting him a nice refreshing drink

If you're able to - please carry him bridal style - he will love every second of it

"you treat me so well, I know I'm already a blessing to this demonic world but you're just pure light."

He's so love sick, an absolute fool in love

"nonsense, I'm just helping you like usual."

Which is true, you were always being helpful to him

Thats why he loved doing whatever he could for you

"Never leave the Devildom, I couldn't bare not seeing your beautiful face everyday."

You just laughed, massaging his face and gave him a quick kiss

Beezlebub:

Another person who does acts of service as a love language

Though, do forgive him if he forgets due to hunger - he'll immediately make it up to you

At this point he's become a subconscious challenge/game of service - always trying to one up each other

Currently, he was really anxious about his up coming game

It was the biggest one that R.A.D was having and was against a smaller school in the Devildom

The brothers all agreed to come watch him play and even made banners and levi brought glowsticks

You were no were to be seen

The weeks running up to the game you were always busy and whilst you still do some things for him here or there - you were mostly out of the house

But it was but a long lasting plan

You planned on supporting him the best way you could!

When he finally rolled onto the field he felt dread when he didn't spot you in the crowd

He couldn't stop frowning until he saw you, shaking pom poms and running with the cheersquad

That's right, you joined the cheer team to show your support for the lovely demon

"I WANT TO DEDICATE A CHEER TO OUR STAR PLAYER - BEEZLEBUB!!!"

He's so flustered and absolutely shining with joy under his helmet

As soon as he could he came running towards you and hugged you tight

"I was so worried I did something that made you drift away....you did this for me?"

"of course! I'm sorry I made you worried, I wanted to surprise you."

He had to take off his helmet after trying to nuzzle your face, you yelped when it bonked you

"This is the best thing anyone has done for me, thank you (Y/N)."

"you're welcome, now go win that game! Prove those losers that R.A.D is the best school around!"

It was no surprised that R.A.D won

The players all cheered and partied, inviting the band and cheerleaders to celebrate with them

But you decided to have a sleepover with Beelzebub, feeding him plenty of tasty foods as your own type of celebration

"Open wide."

You almost choked on the cake basically shoved in your mouth, laughing as frosting covered your nose and cheeks

You got your revenge but he happily licked what he could

This is the best celebration he could ever get

All because of you!

Belphegor:

Even if your love language wasn't acts or service, you definitely got in the habit of doing it with this guy

He was spoilt from always being carried and pampered by his twin

He could get away with sleeping anywhere as long as he got things done and good grades

But you were always the helpful human, giving him snacks or fluffing his pillows

He's joked about getting a bell so he could call you whenever he needed you

That never happened

"Belphie!! You awake? I got something for you."

He immediately popped his head up and waved to get your attention

You showed him the cup of hot mocha you've recently made; sweet and delicious and has an extra kick to help with keeping awake

"Smells delicious, you made this?"

"yep! Now drink up, we got plans today."

He happily drunk it, feeling more awake with every gulp

By the end of the Cup he was absolutely overjoyed from the taste

Though you almost groaned in frustration when he yawned, so happy that he got sleepy

"you have anymore~? I could drink loads of these- make me more, you know how to make them, I'm too sleepy - it's your fault I'm sleepy."

You flicked his head

Reminding him to not act like a brat

But you did make him more and throughout the day you'd give him a large cup

You needed to do studies and make sure belphegor kept his grades up - Lucifer's orders

But he was already a star pupil regardless so you weren't sure why you had to

But spending time with your favourite demon was never an issue, regardless of his attitude

"We need to do this more, I love it when you look after me."

"I know, now write your answer, I need proof you're working so I don't get strung up."

[7fckingidiots]

The Brothers and how they say they’re proud of you!

Lucifer

he’s the avatar of pride sure, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t give out compliments

in fact seeing you feeling proud of your own work or whatever you’ve accomplished makes him feel proud too

he says things like “good job. i know you worked hard on that.” so not entirely direct but it’s nice to hear

if it’s something you’ve been telling him about constantly though and then show it off to him once you’re happy with it? his heart warms and he makes sure to actually say it outloud this time

he doesn’t get sappy but it does touch him that you wanted to include him and wanted to hear his thoughts about it

i think abt older brother lucifer a lot. Be nice to him. please

Mammon

he’s literally :D and !!!! outwardly when you do something you’re happy with or proud of

immediately goes to show you off to literally anyone that will listen....thanks king i love u

type of dude to have ur picture in his wallet and explain how cool u r to every cashier

it’s pretty clear he’s really proud of you but if you ask him he’s gonna freeze up at first and be like ??? obviously not i hate you. AND IMMEDIATELY REGRETS IT

he makes sure to outwardly tell you he’s proud of you from now own but now it’s the Only thing you will hear

yeah mammon has every single one of his brothers in his wallet??? and??? am i wrong??

Levi

dude he’s not even proud of Himself. How are you gonna get him to say it

honestly ppl don’t see Levi as a good older brother i’m gonna throw Hands. anyways

he is proud of you!! you can tell because he uses a ton of video game analogies and his eyes light up also stimmy hands!!!

will let you rant abt whatever you’re working on but he’ll make sure to bring up little details you mentioned to him so you know he’s actually paying attention

it’s honestly hard for him to say it outloud but he tells you it all the time over text

you have a five minute long voicemail saved from him that’s mostly him rambling but he also tell you he thinks you’re cool and that he’s proud of you :,)

Satan

straight to the point love this MAN thank YOU

listens to you rant and is like! wow! i’m proud of you good job! he really says it like it’s nothing but he’s smart and he Knows words mean things

once he notices it has a positive effect he makes sure to remind you every so often

sometimes he even does it if you complete a simple task like washing your face but sometimes that’s when we need to know it the most and Satan gets that

he was never really told that people were proud of him so please Return the favor....just. Good Vibes

he’ll have what you said to him on repeat for the next three weeks guaranteed

Asmo

another man to say it CONSTANTLY

thank you King u have no idea how this effects me

breaks into your classes when you have a test to let you know he’s proud of you no matter the grade you get...

Lucifer stops that immediately so now Asmo is just in all of your classes so no more damage can be done

No more body issues in this house. Ok not actually but Asmo really helps you appreciate your body more! He makes you say things like i’m proud of this because......and will make sure to help you out if you get stuck!

Especially praises you if you do something like make up, nails, or clothes he will take pictures you cannot stop Him he’s PROUD

Beel

God. I love him so much. He just. doesn’t say it bc he doesn’t realize that’s what you want to HEAR.....dense n trying

Lots of closed eye smiles and head pats to show he’s proud! when your especially happy he gives you some of his food bc you clearly deserve it...weow :0

once you ask him to say it he’s like??? ok i can do that but you’ll need to remind him like twice. honestly just write it on his hand it’ll work better

hearing him say he’s proud of u with the closed eye smile and the head pat. Thanks KING

when he’s holding you he’ll make sure to tell you that he’s proud of you. he never gives a specific reason but he is :)

Beel just loves you and will say he’s proud of you whenever he wants to see you smile or cheer up

Belphie

You want him to say he’s proud of you?? ok sure? it’s gonna be so half assed sir some of us have imposter syndrome HERE

then he realizes it’s a serious request and makes sure to only say it when he’s awake(mostly anyways)

because of this, he doesn’t say it often but when he does you know it’s genuine because of how he taps his fingers together

belphie also stimmy god cannot kill me

he is proud of you, knowing someone like you that’s affected his life in such a positive way really amazes and weirds him out when he thinks about it usually after he wakes up

bc of this u get lots of little texts and 3 second voice mails of him being like. thought of u. proud.

thanks belphie i needed that

ah!!! thank you so much to everyone that read my first set of hcs!! i wasn’t expecting it to blow up like that AT ALL i was 00 all day. I hope you guys like these too!! Times are hard right now and this is what i need to hear the most so i figure it would be nice to hear it from our favorite brothers too :) i’m proud of you for making it through today and they are too! keep fighting <3

[mammonsvulva]

 i personally find it super interesting when writers incorporate their own culture into their work could you do like a head canon of everyone doing something from your culture with MC? F!MC please if you can

Oooh I actually really like that idea ~~I am mixed but I’ll pick something from my Hispanic side and give you this😚

Thank you to Prince Royce and Romeo Santos for existing.

(Definitely will do the Datables soon🥳)

The Brothers learning to dance Bachata

Lucifer❤️

Is actually intrigued and excited to see MC wanted to teach him something from her culture

Literally what the fuck is this)

Doesn’t really like it at first but will try for MC

Practices in secret to show off to MC

Will make direct eye contact just to see her blush

“I will be the only one you dance this intimately with, do you understand?”

Is glad he took the time to learn when MC becomes homesick.

“May I join?” When he catches MC dancing by herself trying to remember what it was like up back home

Hoping that dancing with her in her room would be enough to cheer her up

Mammon💛

Is interested and actually excited to see what MC was hyping up

Literally flips the f*ck out when he sees the intimacy required

“I want to keep practicing to get better”

(“I want to stay this close to you MC”)

Actually, when Mammon finally starts getting good he gains some confidence

Actually gets really into it, hip movements on GOD MODE (making MC ready to act up🚫🧢)

Once when Mammon and MC were at some party he got invited to, Mammon was getting ‘concerned’ for MC

Concerned = Jealous

Thank God MC chose some music cause obviously he had to start flexing on these low level demons

Kinda really actually gets all cocky while dancing cause he’s confident in what she taught him

Gets super embarrassed thinking about it later (💔)

Leviathan💙

MC wants to teach him to dance? Normie shit dude

Does the “WOOOOAAAHHH” noise and immediately burns up when she starts demonstrating on him

MC forces him to learn and he just complains the whole time

(Like man she can see you blushing dude you not slick)

“This is such Normie stuff” and “I could be watching anime rn” while stuttering constantly

(My mans heart can’t take this bruh, he’s gonna pass out)

(Secretly enjoys and asks dumb questions to keep her close)

One day they’re listening to Levi’s play list to hear that he added some of her songs

After some convincing, they end up dancing and giggling around his room for a while

Satan💚

Has read books about all types of human dance but has never actually attempted to do so

Doesn’t take much convincing, is obviously taking every opportunity given to touch MC👀

Is glad to have MC this close so he can tease her, and flex on his brothers

“Your hips make very good hand rests, I wonder how long it takes for you to get tired of swinging them,”

Loves seeing the way she lights up when he goes to spin her or when her favorite part comes on

Is definitely going to learn Spanish so he can say whatever he wants, whenever he wants and only she will understand

When he sees her stressfully studying in their library he knows just the way to help

Just dance away the stress listening to her favorite songs

Asmodeus💞

Down before he even knows what the fuck bachata is

(“Can I teach you how to-“ “Yes.”)

“OOH LALA MC! FEELING BOLD TODAY ARE WE?”

Gets it immediately, literally almost as good as MC and he just learned

Asmo is thee perfect dance partner on Diavolo

Will dance ‘til MC drops cause he won’t

When the DJ at The Fall®️ starts taking song requests and Asmo sees MC go up, oh yeah- shit is bout to go down

Start going HAM with everybody hyping them up, videos went viral on Devilgram

Suddenly everyone wants to learn, especially everybody who crushes on them two- in hopes of getting a dance like that~

Beelzebub🧡

Is happy to learn anything for MC :)

Really likes the music, and also likes how close MC is, (‘She smells nice’)

Since MC is so much smaller than Beel he barely holds her in fear of hurting her (💔)

“But what if I hurt you? :(“

Is just so pure the whole time, genuinely just enjoying the moment

When MC was cooking dinner, she started humming a song she had danced to with Beel

So obviously Beel had to play it and dance around with MC while she was cooking

Stress free, just spinning around the kitchen having fun

“BEEL WAIT THE FOODS BURNING!!”

Belphegor💜

Takes every bone in MCs body to convince him

“Can we da-“ “No.”

Literally makes MC peel him from his bed

Finally gave in and surprisingly had it down in a couple of minutes

Will tease just because he can by making smug comments and pulling MC a little closer than she needs to be

“Who knew you would feel like this pressed up against me? Honestly, you’re making it hard to let go”

Personally LOVES it when MC puts her face in his neck, makes him feel all fuzzy and whatever

Everybody was sitting around listening to stories from MCs home and things she liked to do, when Belphie brings up what they have been practicing

Obviously has everyone heated because he only brought it up to flex on them

(‘Haha you f*ckin wish MC thought you this’)

Mammon is throwing a fit while Asmo is hyping them up, literal chaos with the others too

In the end, is actually very glad she convinced him to learn from her, because now he has every excuse too stay close to her

I hope you guys like this one even though it’s kind of specific :( </3

[spiderling-space]

Henlo Liho-san~! A new follower of yours uwu May I ask for hcs of how the dorm leaders would react with having an f!s/o who is mostly respectful and polite, suddenly about to throw hands with someone as they may or may not have said or complained about the dorm head they were dating. It was not a compliment in any way or form- I hope I didn't cross over any rules! But if I had to pick 5 out of 7 of them, it's Riddle, Azul, Idia, Kalim, and Vil. Thanks a bunch if you notice this~! Good Luck!!♡♡

Hey yo Nocturne! I know of you from liking I and Brew’s OC (twisted-whimsies): Mozerella Trein and a couple TW related posts of mine.

Prefects and Vice Prefects are exception from character limit.

After finishing this, I realized I wrote something between a ficlet and headcanon. I hope you’ll like it though 💕

My German knowledge is bugging me to write Vil’s surname with ö instead of o yet my order-loving side is telling me to stick to how it’s written in TW

Before I start I’m gonna add a quote from a fandom of mine 👀 one look at my OG blog would reveal which fandom it is.

“Fallaces sunt rerum species”

Meaning: The appearances of things are deceptive

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Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle can handle himself. At least he could before his overblot episode. No body dared to talk behind his back.

But now he holds back, not using his unique magic frequently anymore which caused some students think he became too lenient and a couple students started to abuse this leniency

Every time someone tries his patience he counts to 10 internally or just ignore them. Don’t get him wrong, he still sticks to rules and makes his dorm follow the rules but he cannot force people to stop talking about him

Today is going to one of the days when he would ignore any bad mouthing because he is with (Y/N), the sweetest person he ever met

(Y/N) already saw at his worst when he overblotted. He doesn’t want her to see any more incidents such that.

He and (Y/N) decided to take a walk in Rose Gardens as a date. Then decided to get into Rose Maze, holding hands strictly for to not get lost.

“Prefect Rosehearts became such a softie. He is no longer fit to be our prefect.” “He never was. Mommy Issues needs to go back to kindergarten.”

(Y/N) and Riddle were in East side of Rose Maze when they heard 2 Heartslabyl students talking which made (Y/N) stop in her track. Riddle tugged her hand to move on but she didn’t budge.

“Riddle, honey, either push away those bushes or I’ll climb over it and have a nice chat with them.”

“There is no need.” — “okay then I’m climbing”

And she did. Riddle didn’t know how but she managed to go to other side of bushes by climbing to them.

“Hey jackasses! Would you like to say that again?” The two students were shocked to see Riddle’s girlfriend jump from above. “Wh- what?”

“I asked if you wanted to say those to my face.” And no answer.

Meanwhile Riddle was on the other side of bush walls, listening what’s happening.

“Did Riddle or did he not manage to increase Heartslabyl’s average grade?” “He did...” “Did he or did he not helped your dorm to have better ranking at Magift?” “He did...” “Did he treat you unfair ever since he fixed how he acted?” “No...” “Then what makes you say he is unfit? Is it because he is more tolerant on rules? Is it because he cares how his dorm mates feel?” No answer again. “I hope you come to your senses now because next time I hear something like this will be the first and last time you taste my wrath. Are we clear?” — “Yes ma’am!”

(Y/N) climbed over the bush again and landed in front of Riddle. With a kiss to his cheek, “Just because you give less punishment doesn’t mean you need to let people bully you. If anyone else acts this way, I’ll have a talk with them.”

She held his hand and pulled him into the maze again. Meanwhile Riddle was still wondering how his girlfriend climbed over a maze’s wall.

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Leona Kingscholar

Leona is used to people bad mouthing about him back in his palace. While in Savanaclaw, his dorm mates respected him and didn’t dare to oppose him. That is until they saw his vulnerable side during his overblot accident.

He heard a couple dorm mates say “He can’t do anything by himself.” “Good for nothing.” “All that lazy lion does is sleep.” “He must have lack brains to repeat the same year over and over again.”

He is used to ignoring them and sleeping it off. And his favorite pillow, (Y/N), helped him to dismiss their thoughts.

Leona only asked (Y/N) out because he figured she would be great body pillow. Certainly not her lively and cheerful attitude, nor her bright smile.

Leona asked (Y/N) out for a night date in Savanaclaw. It’s because he wanted to nap in his dorm. It’s absolutely not that Savanaclaw lounge looks romantic at night.

When (Y/N) arrived, she unfortunately heard those.

Leona tugged her arm to lead her to where their date suppose to take but no avail.

“Hold my purse, kitten.” (Y/N) handed her purse to Leona and went where those dorm members stand.

“Hey there is something in your face!” The main jerk looked up “Huh?” Proceeded with a punch to his face. “It was PAIN!” And ended with the guy falling to ground, holding his nose.

“Does anyone else have something on their faces?” The remaining ones shook their head in NO. “Good.” She turned on her heels and went to Leona’s side.

All Leona could do was admire her right hook. He did not think how she wouldn’t feel out of blue in Afterglow Savannah if she were to live there because women in his hometown are strong and fighters.

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Azul Ashengrotto

(Y/N) first caught Azul’s eye when she sat down for 7 hours to read every single detail in his contract and demanded a change in certain conditions. Azul refused to make contract with her then offered her a job in Mostro Lounge.

With persuasion from the twins, Azul gathered courage to ask (Y/N) out. And she accepted.

They often stayed late hours in Mostro Lounge to spend some alone time.

After their quick date followed by closing of Mostro Lounge, Azul walked arm in arm with (Y/N) until the mirror passage. As they were walking, 2 Octavinelle student were messing around.

“Look at me! I’m the crybaby who hides behind two eels!” — “No one is making contract, I’mma cry now!” — “Maybe I can turn my crying into money. I can sell all the ink I cry!” “Nice one dude!”

One look to Azul’s face, (Y/N) understood he would deal with them either personally or the twins would play with them.

Not today Satan!

(Y/N) let Azul’s arm go and slowly approached the duo. “I am (Y/N), you can’t insult my boyfriend like that; prepare to die... socially I mean...” — “What are you saying?”

“I don’t have patience, time nor crayons to explain this to you but I’ll let you on a secret. Sometimes a nasty rumor, which doesn’t have to be true, can ruin someone’s entire school life. Maybe telling everyone your secret wish that you once asked from Azul or you offering a different type of payment to teachers to pass the grade.” — “You can’t do that!” — “I can and I will unless you cut the crap, ask for forgiveness and work for free in Mostro Louge for a week.” — “It’s a deal!”

Azul came to (Y/N)’s side as the two boys run away. Azul once again saw his angelfish using her wits to get what she wants. He knows she didn’t need to do that but he is flattered by the fact that his girlfriend wants to protect him.

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Kalim Al-Asim

Kalim asked (Y/N) out after spending time together after Jamil overblotted.

He is still the sunshine bean that brings smile to everyone’s faces. (Y/N) is as cheerful as Kalim and that’s why he hit it off

Kalim took (Y/N) to another carpet ride as a date. She loves the feeling of wind on her face on top clouds.

As they returned to the dorm, they heard a couple students talking.

“I don’t care what Jamil did. He was right! Kalim is unfit to represent us. After he became prefect, we became the last at everything.” — “How many Kalim can change a light bulb? None because he is too idiot and too incapable to change one. Hehehehe”

(Y/N) saw tears building up on Kalim’s eyes then she snapped. She made carpet to fly over them in law altitude then she jumped down in front of them. “Surprise motherfuckers!” Before anyone can understand what happened. (Y/N) kicked the one that made bulb joke between his legs then held and twist the ear of the other two. “You have 10 seconds to reconsider what you just talked. I suggest not to waste time.”

The trio tried to dismissed what they said but the glare they received made them comply. “Prefect Kalim, we are sorry to make fun of you.”

Kalim as the personification of sunbeams forgave them. Then turned his attention to his beloved. He was impressed by how she jumped down and was ready to protect him without any hesitation. He never thought someone as kind and happy person as her could hide a fighter in her. Not going to lie, he loves seeing this side of hers

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Vil Schönheit

Being with Vil is exhausting. Don’t get her wrong, it’s not him (Y/N) is complaining. It’s the people around them.

(Y/N) started paying more attention to her appearance

(Y/N) was waiting for Vil to get ready, sitting on his bed. Vil had free time that day and they were going out.

As they went out of the room, whispering ensued as always but this time, for the first time, a Pomefiore student bad mouthed about Vil.

“He is compensating his wretched personality with his looks!”

Vil isn’t someone to care opinions of a no-mark but (Y/N) is

“Hold my earrings, my love.” (Y/N) took out her earrings and handed them to Vil. “I’m going to snatch his wig!” — “He’s not wearing a wig...”

“I take it you weren’t burned with overabundance of schooling. You think you’re a Gucci but you’re not even Lacoste. Now apologize before I think your face needs a makeover.” — “Gucci? Lacoste?” — “And I suggest hide your jealousy better. You can’t get near Vil as a fan and you try to make up for it by talking about something that you have no idea on. Honestly I am jealous of people who haven’t met you.”

(Y/N) waves back the boy, going back to Vil’s side then putting her earrings again.

Vil is quite pleased what has occurred. Not only he saw how (Y/N) can destroy someone with just words but he also saw a glimpse of what she thinks of him. Maybe he should hire some people to insult him so he can see this side of hers again.

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Idia Shroud

Idia tries everything he can to stay in his room but there is an anime con that he and (Y/N) are going so he needs to get out of his room.

Idia and (Y/N) dressed up as his favorite anime couple.

Idia left his room voluntarily without any compulsory reason! It became a quick hit topic in Ignihyde.

Idia and (Y/N) went to anime-con and Ortho tagged along to record the ordeal.

They had to return early because some drunk in the con spilt juice on (Y/N).

So they returned NRC then Ignihyde. Ortho left for somewhere as Idia and (Y/N) walked in Ignihyde lounge.

“He doesn’t even go Dorm meeting but doesn’t have a problem with going a stupid con! Idia is an embarrassment to Ignihyde! All he does is play games and ramble about them!”

(Y/N) coughed gathering attention from the group.

Idia freaked out by being in highlight, hand pulled his chest, eyes widened.

“Baby, get behind me.” (Y/N) stepped in front of Idia and strutted to the Ignihyde student that was shit talking. “Pick a God and pray.”

The boy gulped. “Wh-What?!”

“Did I stutter?”

“I don’t know what—“ He threw his hands to air in frustration. (Y/N) grabbed his wrist, twisting and pulling his arm. The momentum caused the boy to fell face forward. (Y/N) still holding his arm twisted, “Now, dear, you’ll apologize and promise that you’ll never speak of Idia that way. Then get out of my face or else..” — “Yes ma’am!” The boy did as he was told.

Idia couldn’t guess in a million years that his goody two shoes girlfriend was capable of pulling this stunt. What he saw right now made him think the fighter beautiful ladies in anime. It was like a dream come true for him.

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Malleus Draconia

People feared Malleus for a really long time that he couldn’t remember anything else.

People avoided and tend to talk behind his back yet those didn’t reach insult level.

Who was stupid enough to dare that?

Malleus asked (Y/N) if she wanted to explore Diasomnia dorm and hear about the gargoyles of Diasomnia.

Of course she would love it. She loves when Malleus goes on about gargoyles for hours. And she is the only member in his club. Plus nightly strolls are their dates.

“He has no friends and no body loves him. For goodness’ sake, his intimating aura makes rest of dorm unapproachable! Can’t he just be gone already!?”

No genius is needed to know who that Diasomnia student was talking about.

Malleus’ mood turned sour immediately. He could curse that boy but this would only prove those wretched rumors.

(Y/N) finds Malleus’ sulking face extremely attractive (he is too attractive to be real) but no one has any right to upset her beloved.

“I’m about to end this man’s whole career.”

“Dear, wait me here. I’ll be back in a minute.”

Off (Y/N) went to defend Malleus’ honor.

“Hi there! Couldn’t help but hear you. Have you ever thought you have no friends because you’re an ass?” — “Who do you think you are? Oh it’s you.” — “It’s me Mario!” — “Huh???”

“Now now, let’s talk shall we? All you do is complain yet you don’t do anything to improve anything. You hold others accountable when you fail while there is no one but you to blame. You’re so wrapped in your tiny bubble that you can’t see outside world. That’s what small minded people do. Whoever told you to be yourself simply couldn’t give you any worse advice.” The guy was left speechless, gaping like a fish out of water. “Close your mouth or else you might swallow a fly.”

(Y/N) went back to Malleus side, winking at him. His heart skipped a beat, thinking this was such a queen act. Defending her beloved with her words. To be fair, Malleus finds everything (Y/N) does a fitting trait for a queen, the way she rambles, snorts, breaths, smiles...

Malleus only wishes he met (Y/N) ages ago.

[obeymebabes]

Alone Time (Satan x MC)

Warnings: None. 

A/N: HAPPY BIRTHDAY KITTY BOY! I always overlook Satan, but he is such a sweetie. Bless him for being such a great nerdy catdad.

Summary: After his birthday party at The Fall, he requests to spend the night with you, alone.

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“Are you sure they won’t notice that we are missing?” You asked, holding the birthday demon’s hand as you both slid out of the back door of the club. His blue-green eyes met yours, a sly smile dancing across his face.

“They’re all rather tipsy from the demonus, I doubt they will notice. Not to mention it is my birthday after all. I wish to spend the rest of the time with you, and I should get to do so.” The blonde demon answered, guiding you down the late night Devildom streets. 

Taking in the fresh air, you smiled and leaned against him as you walked, feeling his grip around you tighten, you were enjoying his company as he enjoyed yours. 

The night was calm. The only sound being the cars driving down the empty streets. 

“Satan?” You questioned, grabbing his attention. His eyes shifted from the ground beneath him to you.

“I just wanted to let you know that I am really proud of you for winning the bibliobattle. You did amazing up there. Better than I could ever do.” A small smile formed on the Avatar of Wrath’s face. 

“I couldn’t have done it without you, you know. Had you not helped me practice my presentation I may not have secured the win.” His voice was gentle, he slowed to a stop as you reached the front gates of the House of Lamentation.

“MC, I want to thank you, for helping make today really special. I am glad that I have you here with me. All I want is to spend this time with you, to enjoy your presence, just us. Will you grant me that wish?” Satan softly held your hand between the both of his, his eyes looking deep into yours, patiently waiting for a response.

“Satan I didn’t just sneak out of your own birthday party with you just so I could get in trouble later. Of course. I want tonight to be just us.” Watching a content smile form on the demon’s face, you both headed inside. 

When you both reached his room, he cleared a spot on top of one of his many piles of books and placed his first place trophy from the bibliobattle in clear view to whoever may walk in. He was very proud of his win, and wanted to make sure everyone knew that. Alongside the trophy he set his new limited edition book that you gifted him for his birthday. 

“How would you like to come with me to the library and cuddle by the fireplace while I read you one of my favorite novels?” Satan asked while graciously leaning against one of the stacks of books. With a smile and nod from you, he brushed his hand through his hair and turned to get a blanket he had stored nearby.

Seeing him grab the blanket sparked an idea.

“Oh! I have an idea! We could make a little blanket fort and cuddle up in that. It’ll be so perfect!” Your cheerful smile was melting Satan’s heart. He couldn’t help but smile more and grab his pillows and blanket.

“I’d be delighted to build a comfortable fort with you. Will you go grab some extra pillows and blankets while I start to get everything set up?” He asked, heading towards the door. With a simple nod, you headed off to go grab the rest of the supplies that you might need for the blanket fort.

Upon entering the library you could see a struggling Satan, confused as to how to actually build such a thing. Giggling to yourself and resting the blankets and pillows you had gathered on the floor, you headed over to help him.

“Hmm.. Ooo! Come help me grab a few chairs from the dining room! They will be the perfect height!” You excitedly dragged the Avatar of Wrath with you down the hall to the dining room. Satan managed to grab two at once while you were left carrying one. They were heavy, but they were the perfect height to be comfortable with a ton of room to spare. 

Once back in the library, you set up the chairs in a circular shape, leaving an open space in front of the fireplace to allow the warmth to find its way in. After, you took a giant sheet that you had acquired from a spare closet and draped it over the chairs, and added another to cover any spots that may have been exposed. After crawling inside, you asked Satan to hand you some pillows to sit on so you both weren’t left on the hard floor.

Lifting up the sheet to keep the fireplace exposed, Satan crawled in, settling himself comfortably on the mound of pillows you had carefully placed. He handed you a blanket and looked around at the interior of your not so small blanket fort. 

“I have to say I am impressed at how well this came out. It is quite cozy.” He commented, shifting to get closer to you.

“I’m glad you like it. I tried to use what I could to make sure it was perfectly cozy for the special birthday demon.” You snuggled up to him and looked at the book he had rested beside him.

“I believe I have the perfect book for tonight.” He carefully picked up the book and set it comfortably in his lap. “I hope you don’t mind. It’s a magical memory book, from all of my favorite memories of us together. I simply wished to go back through them with you, after all, you are the greatest birthday gift I could’ve ever asked for, and I didn’t even have to.” 

Looking up at him, he was already looking back into your eyes. The love and passion that lingered in his eyes was enough to warm even the coldest of hearts. Satan may be the Avatar of Wrath, but he was so gentle with you, making sure to cater to any and every need you ever had. With a confidence boost from his words, you sat up and wrapped your hand around the back of his neck, gently pulling him close enough to steal a kiss from him. 

Initially he was stunned by your sudden act of affection but eventually melted into your kiss, his hand carefully caressing your face. When you both parted, you could feel the contentedness radiating off of him. 

With no further words spoken, you both settled into a comfortable position as he carefully went through the pages of the memory book. Letting the dim light of the fireplace dance across the sheets, you could feel your eyes get heavier. Satan’s breath slowed, as the warmth that radiated between the both of you pulled him closer to sleep. 

Without any memory of drifting off, you had woken up to a bright flash of light. 

“Shit!” A voice called out.

“You are going to wake them up, shhh!” Another voice.

"Great job idiot, they're awake."

Opening your eyes slowly, rubbing the sleep from them, your eyes were left focusing on a gleaming Asmodeus with his D.D.D. in his hand with a very eager Mammon behind him. 

“Good morning sleepyhead! Hehe!” Asmo’s voice called. You looked around and tried to get up to find yourself wrapped tightly in Satan’s arms, who began to wake up from your movement.

“So this is why you both snuck out last night? Luckyyyy!~” The Avatar of Lust giggled, snapping a quick, probably unflattering picture of you both. “You both look so cute together! I can’t wait to post this to Devilgram!”

"Don't even think about it." Satan was now wide awake, and by the scared look on both Asmo's and Mammon's face, you could tell he wasn't thrilled about such an awakening.

[mammons-sugarbaby]

The bros reading MC’s diary Part II: Romantic!

Lucifer ⦁ He'd started giving MC piano lessons after their RAD classes, they'd requested it and he wasn't going to pass up a chance to show off his talents. ⦁ After MC leaves he notices they forgot their things, namely a few schoolbooks and notebooks ⦁ He also notices when he gathers them up that one notebook seems different than the others and opens it to see what it is ⦁ It's a daily journal of their time in the devildom ⦁ He flips through a few more pages and lands on a page that, to his surprise, is about him ⦁ He goes to the beginning and sees where it becomes less about general happenings and more about him

Diary Content ⦁ "Lucifer agreed to teach me how to play the piano! I've already been practicing a little so he would be impressed at how quickly I learned. I feel bad for lying but... It's a chance to be close to him, to get him to notice me. Sometimes it's hard to concentrate with him right next to me, and when our hands brush against each other...It take everything in me to keep my composure!"

⦁ "I'm so excited! Lucifer is taking me to Restaurant Six tomorrow! He says it's to reward me for my hard work, both for my RAD classes, and how well I've done in our piano lessons! My heart was beating so fast when he asked if I would like to go. I'm going to go shopping later for an outfit to wear, it has to be something special! I know it's just a treat but....I'm just going to pretend we're on a date."

⦁ "I'm so embarrassed! I was waiting for Lucifer in the music room and I started daydreaming about us sitting next to each other. Lucifer turned to me and our eyes met and I confessed my feelings and....then he leaned in and kissed me! So I was shocked when Lucifer was right in front of me suddenly asking if I was okay. For a second I thought the kiss had actually happened...But he just said we had better start lessons...and I was too nervous through the whole thing I kept messing up...I think I irritated him because he said that I I obviously wasn't able to pay attention and that continuing would be a waste of time..."

His Reaction ⦁ He had been surprised at how quickly MC had learned and suspected they knew more than they let on, and though he wanted to be mad or disappointed about the lying, he was actually impressed with the lengths they went to get his attention. He made a mental note to be more....attentive during their next lesson.

⦁ Lucifer recalled his shock at how well MC had dressed for the occasion, he hadn't expected them to go all out. At the time he felt a little guilty for not putting more effort in his attire, but seeing how MC stared at him and how they blushed when he looked at them or complimented them, he doubted they cared. He would ask them again when he had some free time, this time he would specify that this time was more of a...romantic occasion.

⦁ He recalled that day well, he had entered the music room and saw MC staring at nothing, a hint of a blush on their face. It had taken a few moments for him to get their attention, and now their reaction when they snapped out of it made sense. He felt bad now because he had snapped at them, but he would make it up to them in the future. He looked forward to teasing them, and....he'd be lying if he said he hadn't thought about kissing them at times.

Mammon ⦁ He was looking through MC's stuff to sell for quick grim ⦁ Finds an intricate looking book, it's looks expensive ⦁ He opens it and notices its a scrapbook ⦁ He soon realizes that there a lot of cut outs and pictures of him ⦁ And there are full pages of writing ⦁ Of course he's going to read about what they have to say about him, The Great Mammon!

Diary Content ⦁ "Managed to sneak in another magazine that featured Mammon without anyone noticing, I'd be so embarrassed if anyone found this book. I feel like a kid with a crush drawing hearts all over everything but...it's fun, and it's not like anyone is actually going to see. I'm almost embarrassed at all the times I've written about confessing to him."

⦁ "He makes my heart stop sometimes I swear, every time he looks at me, my mouth goes dry and I feel like I can't breath for a minute. He's just so damn hot. And he's funny too! And even when he's hyped up about another plan to make quick grim, even if it makes absolutely no damn sense, I can't help but nod along and want his plan to succeed."

⦁ "I know it's dumb but I just want to march over to him one day and demand to know how he feels about me. Sometimes he acts all flustered around me and his face looks like he's blushing, but then he says something that dismisses everything and just...crushes me a little. Today we were hanging out and one of his brothers teased him about being around me all the time and he told them it wasn't like he wanted to, he was just helping me with classwork. Which he was, and poorly at that, but it hurt a lot, I had to get out of there before he saw me cry. He apologized later but....he just gives off such mixed signals...I wish he'd just say how he actually felt."

His Reaction ⦁ He's floored, he had absolutely no idea they felt this way. At most he just thought they were a fan of his. But they were right, they had written what seemed like a hundred different ways of confessing their feelings to him. He felt his get hotter and hotter with each page he read.

⦁ He had just figured MC was kinda shy and was supportive towards everyone. He even thought they were fake laughing at his dumb jokes to make him feel better, especially since everyone usually groaned and said his joke was stupid. But the fact that they actually found him attractive and funny? He wanted to run to MC and wrap them in a bear hug.

⦁ Mammon hadn't realized he'd been hurting MC all this time, making them feel like he was stringing them along. He just got so embarrassed and didn't want anyone know how he felt about MC. He already got so much shit from his brothers, teasing him about falling for the human wasn't appealing. But he'd take their teasing over continuing to hurt MC this way. He couldn't bring himself to admit his feelings outright, but he wouldn't deny them anymore. 

Levi ⦁ He'd gone into MC's room to retrieve some games and manga he'd lent them ⦁ He saw a pile of books near a neat stack of games and assumed they'd left it on their desk for him. ⦁ It wasn't until he got back to his room and was organizing them that he realized he grabbed a book that wasn't his. ⦁ He opened it then quickly shut it after realizing it was their diary. ⦁ He argued with himself to read or not to read, but he saw his name! ⦁ Deciding, he opened the diary again, he just had to know what they were writing about him

Diary Content ⦁ "Hung out with Levi in his room today. He was watching a new show, as usual, and I asked if I could join him. He said sure, but there wasn't a whole lot of space to sit, so I tried clearing away a few things so I could sit beside him without being too close. But I guess I was still nervous being so close to him because I kept fidgeting and bouncing my legs. Eventually he got annoyed and grabbed my legs and put them in his lap!! I was so shocked my brain felt like it short circuited."

⦁ "While I was playing co-op mode with Levi tonight, he got in a rough spot and I ended up saving him. You would have thought I'd saved his actual life! He threw his arms around me and told me I was the best player-2 ever!! My heart was pounding, he usually wasn't so...hands on? I'm probably weird for thinking about it, but I imagined him kissing my cheek."

⦁ "Every day I feel like it gets harder and harder to be around Levi, I get so....tongue tied! And my heart feels like its beating a thousand times a minute! My face gets so hot and i feel like I can't even look at him or I'll confess on the spot! I haven't been hanging out with him as much because....I really like him but I'm sure that he'd think having a 'normie' crush on him would be lame and gross. And he seems so down lately I just want to cheer him up and see him smile again! Maybe I can give him head pats to cheer him up? It would give me an excuse to touch him at least..."

His Reaction ⦁ He remembered that night, mainly because when he had realized what he'd done, he got so embarrassed. MC had been really quiet and would barely look at him, of course they'd be disgusted by a gross otaku like him...

⦁ His brain had to take a moment to process the last sentence. They wanted him to....KISS them??? He hadn't thought about it when he had hugged them because he was so happy, but afterwards he couldn't stop thinking about it, how he wanted to wrap his arms around them again, to hold them..

⦁ So THAT'S why they had been avoiding him!! He thought after the previous two events, they were grossed out by him but....they liked him?? Like liked him?? He honestly couldn't wrap his head around it, he wanted to think it was some trick but....this was MC's diary, why would they lie about something that was only meant for their eyes?? MC liked him....as more that a friend....He couldn't get them out of his head for the rest of the day.

Satan ⦁ MC returned some books he'd lent them ⦁ While putting them away, Satan realized they'd accidentally given him one of their books ⦁ They'd already left though, he opened it to see what the book was about ⦁ It was a thick journal and he realized it was specifically a diary ⦁ And the page he'd opened to was about him ⦁ Intrigued, he sat down and flipped to the first page.

Diary Content ⦁ "Satan offered me a few books today that he enjoyed and suggested we start reading together so we could talk about them. I pointed out he's a much faster reader and he said we could limit it to a few chapters a week. He's so considerate and I really would love to share something like that with him! I know he gets a bad rep for being the avatar of wrath but he's surprisingly gentle most of the time. And I like a lot of the books he reads, so we have that in common. And if there's something I liked but he didn't personally find interesting, he still talks with me about it in detail and lets me be excited. Usually people ould just brush me off because they didn't care."

⦁ "I went to Satan's room earlier to hang out but he was so engrossed in reading I don't think he noticed me come in. I just found a spot to sit and started playing on my d.d.d, but I couldn't help but get distracted by him. I love watching his facial expressions while he reads, if he's around others his face gives nothing away, but when he's alone, or with me, that mask falls. He finally noticed me when I giggled at his shocked expression and seemed embarrassed, but I told him it was something on my phone. I would hate for him to put that mask up around me, I like seeing him openly himself."

⦁ "Today I almost pulled a huge pile of books on myself by accident. I didn't realize when I was trying to get a book from the top shelf that there were books piled on top of it! Luckily Satan was there to catch it before it fell and warned me to be careful. But when he stepped in to stop the books, he'd grabbed my shoulder and pulled me against him, like he was trying to shield me. Then when the books had steadied, he turned me around and asked if I was okay. The look of concern on his face...I can tell he cares about me. I know he didn't mean anything by it, but I swear my heart fluttered for the rest of the evening. I know I liked him before that but...is it cliche to say I think I fell in love? Maybe not that serious but....I definitely have strong feelings for him."

His Reaction ⦁ He was touched at MC's words, he already felt like they were a kindred spirit, but this really made him feel even more drawn to them. He loved being able to talk about a story with them; and realized soon after they had arrived and started reading together that they weren't as fast a reader, which made sense he'd been reading for much longer than they had been alive. He knew how it felt to be dismissed, and even if he didn't find a particular book to his liking, hearing MC's thoughts and feelings on it somehow made him see it in a different light.

⦁ He hadn't realized he let his guard down around MC so much, it almost made him embarrassed to know they had seen him make all sorts of silly faces, but reading that they enjoyed him being comfortable around them made him smile. He did trust them, more than he realized. And it didn't appear that they were aware that they too, made silly faces while reading. But they didn't hide it when they were around everyone else, in fact the only time he'd see them have a blank expression while reading, was when they were reading something erotic. He laughed because when he asked what they were reading to make their face so intense, they immediately turned red and they got embarrassed.

⦁ He remembered that day, how he saw the books teetering on the edge, that sharp worried feeling, and the way they felt against him when he pulled them back. He was able to stop the books from falling, but he was actually prepared to shield them with his body. And seeing their face, wide-eyed and a light blush across their cheeks, he was surprised at the restraint he had; because right then he had wanted nothing more than to lean in and kiss them. But he didn't think that they held the same feelings for him and didn't want to make them uncomfortable. But now he knew they felt they same way, and reading about them falling in love, even jokingly, left him smiling for the rest of the day.

Asmo ⦁ He went into MC's room to show off some new beauty products he'd bought ⦁ They weren't in their room, so he texted them, they replied they'd be there shortly ⦁ he takes a seat on their bed and notices a notebook on their nightstand ⦁ He opens it and sees it's their diary ⦁ And more importantly, they're writing about him

Diary Content ⦁ "I almost managed to flirt back at Asmo with a straight face today. Almost. He's too good! Whenever I do manage to flirt back, the next thing he says leaves me a stuttering mess...I know he flirts with everyone so of course he's going to be amazing at it, but I wish I could fluster him at least once! I think he would look really cute being a blushing mess."

⦁ "It's hard not to take him seriously with the things he says sometimes. It's too easy to read into things. I know he's just teasing me and he doesn't mean the things he says, but sometimes....like today, we were sitting next to each other and he just! Put his arms around me! And said I was one of the cutest humans he'd ever seen!! He's seen thousands of humans, I don't see how I could possibly compare. I even said so and he took my face in his hands and had this really serious look on his face. He told me I shouldn't be so critical of myself and he knows cute when he sees cute! Then he told me we need to have a self care day soon."

⦁ "Asmo!!!! Kissed my cheek!!! Then whispered in my ear!!! All he said was "See you later~" but!!! I swear I couldn't speak for a solid 10 minutes. I sat there and daydreamed about kissing him back, and wrapping my arms around him, and holding hands, and going on cute dates, and all that during class! I missed everything!! And there's a test coming up.....The boy is going to be the death of me, especially if I fail this test and Lucifer finds out....Still...as pathetic as it might be to actually have a crush on the avatar of lust, knowing full well he doesn't feel the same way, it's just how he acts...I might just tell him how I feel so he can shoot me down and I can get over this silly little crush."

His Reaction ⦁ He loved when MC tried to flirt with him, loved seeing their face and seeing them try so hard to act unphased. There was a time or two when they actually had said something that caught him off-guard and made him blush, but he's well practiced at  hiding his feelings. 

⦁ He remembered that day! MC was wearing such a cute outfit and looked absolutely stunning, he couldn't help himself! And then when they put themself down it made his stomach drop. He couldn't believe they actually tried to compare themself. He wanted to go on a who lecture about how everyone has something about them that shines and they shouldn't compare themself, but them again he technically compared them to all the other humans he'd seen....He still meant what he said though, yes physically they were cute, but they sounded cute, acted cute, just....everything about them he found endearing. Even when they were angry, or sad, he thought the were one of the most attractive beings he'd laid eyes on. It threw him off when he thought about it too much, so he did what he did best and deflected, and pushed those thoughts and feelings down. But he couldn't just let them continue to think that they couldn't compare! So he suggested a self care day to try and lift their spirits.

⦁ Oh honey....he wasn't joking. More and more he found himself being serious when he flirted and asked after them. After a while he realized he was pursuing them, it was shocking because usually he was the one being pursued. He had figured MC had developed a crush on him, who wouldn't?? But it made him feel strange because he reciprocated their feelings. He started to plan to ask them on a date under the guise of studying, since they were...distracted during class. He didn't want them to get punished if the failed a test. Lucifer would blame him and tell him he wasn't allowed MC. He wouldn't follow the rules of course, but it would be a pain to try and sneak around to see MC. His thoughts wandered and he imagined kissing MC, something he'd done plenty of times before, but this time it made him blush and he felt giddy and nervous.

Beel ⦁ To be fair, MC told him he could borrow their study notes, but didn't tell him where in their room they left the notebook ⦁ He sees what he assumes is the notebook on their bed and grabs it and heads to his room ⦁ Once he gets settled, he opens it and reads half the page before it clicks that these are definitely not study notes ⦁ This is their diary, and they were writing about him ⦁ He shuts it so fast, super embarrassed, but he can't stop thinking about what he'd read ⦁ Guilty, he opens it to read more

Diary Content ⦁ "Beel asked today if I wanted to go with him to Hell’s Kitchen, he heard they had one of my favorite foods back in stock. I was surprised and asked him how he knew it was one of my favorites, I had only eaten it twice. He told me he notices how my face changes when I eat something I particularly like, and how I make a little humming noise. I was really embarrassed and it made me a little self conscious, so I told him I'd get back to him about it. I hated seeing his face fall...Then he apologized and said he'd see me later, which made me feel even worse!! I just... the thought of someone paying that much attention to me, to notice what I like and how I act when something makes me happy...I'm not used to it. Of course I found him later and asked him if his offer still stood and I swear his smile made me forget for a moment that there wasn't a sun in the devildom."

⦁ "I failed a test today!!! Lucifer is going to kill me...I told Beel about it and he asked if I would be okay if he helped me study. I told him I would be so grateful! I was so happy I hugged him without thinking and I swear I saw him blushing, I mean I was too but then he told me I could always come to him if I ever needed anything. I swear my heart jumped in my throat. He's always looking out for me, I know he's nice to everyone but....he always makes me feel like I'm special to him. I'm probably looking into it way too much but I might have a small crush on him. Not that he feels the same way, and I'm okay with that, but it's nice to know I have someone I can always count on."

⦁ "I want a black hole to open and swallow me!!! I'm going to hide in my room until I go back home I'm so embarrassed!! I was eating lunch with Beel and I was eating a  jelly pastry and he noticed I had some on the corner of my mouth so he asked me to hold still for a second, and wiped it off with his thumb then licked it! I just...couldn't stop staring at him and his mouth....He thought I wanted some of the food he was eating so he offered to let me have some, then held it out for me to take a bite. Then!! Asmo walked by and said how we were so cute together, feeding each other and acting like a cute couple! Beel was confused and told him we weren't dating, and Asmo looked surprised and told him that I had a crush so he thought I had asked him out. I haven't been answering my phone and I've been hiding out at Purgatory Hall for a few hours now. I don't think I can face Beel after this...."

His Reaction ⦁ Beel had seen Hell’s Kitchen had a dish that MC really enjoyed back in stock for a limited time, so he wanted to surprise MC. He thought he'd made them uncomfortable, in a way he kind of did but for a different reason. Maybe it was because food was his thing so he noticed how others reacted when they ate foods they did or didn't like. So he was really surprised when they found him later and apologized and asked him if he still wanted to go. At the time it made him really happy, even more so now. He felt his cheeks flush at the last sentence, did MC really feel that way?

⦁ He had seen how distraught MC was that day and when they told him what had happened, he offered to help. He usually got good grades and didn't think anything of it, but when they threw their arms around him out of the blue, and how happy they were, he got a little embarrassed. They just looked so cute and he found himself wanting to see them more so he told them they could come to him for anything. In a way they were really special to him, and he too liked them in more that just a friendly way. He felt really happy though, that they trusted him so much.

⦁ Things had gone back to normal since that day, mostly anyway. By the time dinner came around and MC still wasn't home, he went out and looked for them. Luckily when he texted Simeon and Luke, Simeon replied that they were at Purgatory Hall baking with Luke. He still wasn't sure how he felt at the time, since learning that MC also had feelings for him, but he didn't want to make things awkward so he asked if Belphie could go for him and bring them home. He replayed the events of the day over in his head, but this time from MC's point of view and how he would have felt had they acted as he had... He didn't want to make things awkward again since things had mostly gone back to normal but he also didn't just want to ignore the fact that they both had mutual feelings for each other.

Belphie ⦁ MC texts him asking if he could bring their notebooks they forgot ⦁ They were supposed to have a study session in the planetarium but MC had forgotten their things in the attic ⦁ He opens one of the notebooks to quickly scan over the notes they were supposed to study ⦁ These are not school related ⦁ This is their diary, and what’s more, there's a lot about him in it ⦁ His eyebrows furrowed and he settled in to read what MC had to say about him.

Diary Content ⦁ " Beel asked me today if I was mad at Belphie, if we had a fight. I was confused and told him no and asked why. He explained that he noticed when I would see Belphie, I'd usually try and leave the room, or I'd avoid trying to look at him again. I hadn't realized I'd been so obvious about it, but I couldn't explain the reason why to him. He told me Belphie was starting to get depressed, and mentioned that I might have had a change of heart due to the incident. I told him that wasn't the case at all! This is a mess....I'll either have to get over myself or tell Belphie the truth...It's not fair to him I'm acting like this."

⦁ "Belphie's noticed I haven't been coming over for naps as often, I always tell him I've got stuff going on. I used to be fine with cuddling for naps, was totally okay with waking up and having his arm slung over me. I don't know when it changed but I started feeling shy, I was less comfortable with him touching me. Not in a bad way! Just....I got hyper aware anytime he touched me, my heart would start pounding. And in the cases that I couldn't come up with a good reason to say no to a nap, I kept as much distance as I could. Saying I felt too hot to be all wrapped up has been a good excuse so far, and it's not a lie."

⦁ " Ugh! Everytime I try to talk to Belphie about why I've been acting so weird, one of his brothers comes around! Or Simeon...or Solomon...or Luke...It's like now that I'm trying to confess, everyone can sense something is about to go down! I just...want to tell him that I like him as more than a friend and if he can just bear with me so I can get over it, I mean he obviously doesn't feel the same and I don't want to make things more awkward and lose my best friend. Part of me wants Belphie to like me back, as more than a friend, but the other part knows that'll never happen and I need to just get over it."

His Reaction ⦁ At one point he barely spoke to MC aside from meals and in passing, they either didn't reply to his texts, or they took forever. He thought maybe they had finally come to their senses and realized that they actually hated him, and for good reason. Even though he knew they had every right, it still made him feel depressed and lonely, angry even sometimes; and one day he'd vented to Beel. While it irritated him that his twin had told MC, he was relieved to read that MC's behavior wasn't in relation to the incident. But now he was curious about what it WAS about.

⦁ He had noticed MC had been avoiding him in a sense, and at the time he wasn't sure what he'd done. But in the times that they had stayed over for a nap, they would practically be hanging off the edge of the bed, or as far from him as they could get. They told him they were hot, which given the red face and sweating, he believed. He had actually planned to get a fan and a mini air conditioner so they would be more comfortable, he still planned to, but now he had a different reason in mind.

⦁ Belphie remembered the various times MC would ask to talk with him, only to change their mind whenever someone else was around. He was actually going to ask them to meet him at the planetarium tonight and demand to know what was going on. But his brain stopped working when he read MC liked him. Like liked him. He laughed because he was doing the same thing, but he was much better at hiding his feelings. He'd had centuries to master it after all. He was tempted to let MC go through all the embarrassment of a confession after what they'd put him through lately, but right now all he wanted to do was find them and wrap his arms around them and tell them how dumb they were for crushing on a demon. A demon who was just as dumb for having a crush on a human.

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wait, are you still taking the new emoji asks? I hope you are ajsghdjd. but if you're not, I'm sooo sorry, just delete this 🍀

if you're still taking them, can I request 😊🌇📱🌧️🥀 w/ satan? thank you 💖

i was still taking them when you sent this one in, don't worry bestie <333

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😊 - How to cheer him up and how he cheers you up?

How he cheers you up: I think he would be better at taking you on spontaneous adventures to get your mind off of the thing. He knows emotions very well in case you really need to talk about them or the situation to someone, but I just think we tend to ignore his adventurous side too often. If you go on a trek with him or something you can still open up to him, I mean?

How to cheer him up: The chances of him opening to you about it right away are slim but never zero. Depends on what happened and what day he is having today. If he open up easily all you really need to do is listen to him and reflect on his situation, give advice if you have some. If he doesn't want to tell you about it it's usually better not to force it and just get his mind off of it. Eventually he opens up to you and is going to be glad you gave him time to calm down a little.

🌇 - How does he spend his evenings?

Contrary to popular belief he is not reading in the evenings (unless he just found a new book he is really into)

If Asmo is at home and has something to say about what happened to him, Satan is over at his room to listen or just to hang out with him.

Once/If Asmo leaves for a night out Satan goes back to his room and enjoys some solitude, unless you want to tag along.

I think he has a little diary or journal where he reflect on what happened that day, his feelings, what he accomplished, what he learned today, etc, so evenings are the time to write!

📱 - Late night calls (how likely, topics, etc.)

Oh it's very likely. He doesn't really like texting because he likes long and meaningful conversations more.

Making a phone call can sound like a lot for an introverted person like him, but come on you are his lover / best friend so obviously he would call you. Not every night, but at least once a week or so.

The topics are whatever new thing he learned today, can be very trivial to something you already had an idea about.

Doesn't really get emotional during phone calls though so it's mostly just talking about The Life, like life goals, what is the meaning of it all, sharing funny / embarrassing memories with you, etc. But nothing related to current emotions, that is not a topic for phone calls.

🌧️ - Getting caught in the rain with you

here <3

🥀 - Reaction of him not being able to say goodbye to a loved one

Hes emotions would fuel to the point of him having a breakdown.

Yes, in general he is pretty decent at controlling his emotions, considering what he has to deal with is a bit different than what the rest of us.

But everyone has their limits obviously

He would definitely resent himself for not loving them enough when he still had the chance. pls help him:( :(