#now i'm holding Lucifer behind me like 'Ah AH no you don't get to play with this until you give thought to Lilith's character and situation

[hoverboards-and-dragons]

Wow, what an interesting premise, I can't wait to see where this fic/comic/etc goes-

*Lilith character assassination*

[bloomries]

y-you're too close!

includes : lucifer, mammon, leviathan, satan, asmodeus, beelzebub, and belphegor.

summary : they get a little too close to your face— and how are you supposed to ignore their mesmerizing eyes or kissable lips?

warnings : gn! reader. kissing (lucifer, satan, belphegor).

LUCIFER

Lucifer had, of course, went to visit you- and you just so happened to be in an empty classroom at the time. He found you rather easily, almost having a sixth sense for your presence. Standing behind you, he watched as read some words from a textbook before writing down an answer.

He then leans down to whisper in your ear, to teasingly praise you for your hardwork, when you turn your head to the side at just that moment— your lips brushing over his.

"L- Lucifer!?" You squeak, before falling out your seat from trying to pull back much too fast. His eyes widen, and he swiftly catches you before you can cause too much of a commotion.

"Are you alright?" He holds back a laugh, meanwhile you're trying to not have your heart explode.

"I'm fine- I just- you were- why were you so close!?" You manage to get out as he puts you back in place, your homework long forgotten by now. He tries to hide the quirk of his lip, but you see it and know he's preparing to tease you.

"Well, I wasn't expecting you to turn your head and try to kiss me." He says, touching his lips and shaking his head. "You must conduct yourself in a more respectful manner."

"You know I wasn't trying to- you just snuck up on me!" Lucifer frowns, still putting on an act special to you. He'd never act in such a silly manner to anyone else.

"But you still kissed me. You'll have to be held accountable." You groan, looking up at him with a dismal expression. You make him almost take pity on you, but then again he was never known as merciful.

"And how do you suppose I make up for my mistakes?"

"Hmm, perhaps kissing me again? On purpose this time, of course."

MAMMON

"Mammon, knock it off," You groan, pushing him away from you. He had been bothering you for the better half of the day, clinging on to you. You don't normally mind, but Mammon also doesn't normally poke your sides and pinch your thighs.

"Noo," He whines, and this naturally leads into you two play wrestling, Mammon ending up with his face perhaps a little too close to yours when he pins you down against the bed. Your eyes widen when you realize just how close he is.

"Hey, let up." You struggle in his grip and he huffs, getting all smug.

"No way. I won fair 'nd squa...re.... ah," That's when Mammon realized just how close to your face he was. "Uh..." He doesn't pull away from you, though his grip loosens. Now you're both messes. Mammon's hot in the face, and you're trying hard to ignore how sweaty your palms have grown.

After a few seconds on bashful staring at each other, Mammon finally pulls away and lets out a shaky loud laugh. "Ha, well, I won. So... I get to stay."

You're still too flustered to deny him, so you just nod wordlessly. However, the tension in the air is thick, and Mammon is like a statue from how he barely moves.

Both of you painfully aware of the obvious affections you two have been showing nonstop over the last few months, but none of it being really faced until just now- when you two were basically a inch away from kissing.

"Should we, uhm, y'know, talk... about what just-"

"I just remembered I have to do, uh, dishes!" Mammon stood up abruptly. "I- I'll talk to ya later!" Oh, this is definitely going to cause a few awkward days in the House of Lamentation.

LEVIATHAN

Leviathan and you had been up for hours on the new game he got, collecting items, ravaging villages, defeating enemies, and it all lead to now— the final boss. Through sweat, blood, and tears you two managed to defeat the final boss in a total of four minutes and fifty six seconds.

"Y- Yes!" You both shouted, cheering and jumping up from your seats, clinging on to each other with damn near tear in your eyes. "Yes! We did it!" Levi cried, squeezing you tightly.

You laugh with joy, pulling away from the hug only to be met face-to-face with Levi.

"Didn't doubt us for a second," You smile, a flirty lilt in your tone that has Levi sudden very conscious on how close you two are. Your eyes flicker down to his lips and he gasps- were you- no, no way! he was a gross otaku! you must be mistaken! yes, that's it!

And thus, Levi is quick to push your face away and accidentally push you back into your gaming chair. "Ow," you pout, and Levi gasps once more.

"S- Sorry, I didn't mean to-"

"It's okay, Levi, really," You chuckle, and he awkwardly laughs with you. He sits down back in his seat, letting the end music play as he messes with the hem of his shirt.

"I thought, I thought you were going to kiss me for a second," He admits bashfully, chuckling as if that was impossible. You quirk a brow, leaning back in your seat and eyeing him.

"I was."

"Haha, yeah exactly you weren't- wait, what!?"

"I said, I was. I was going to kiss you, Levi." You push yourself forward, your face once again impossibly close to his and he chokes on his own breath before squeezing his eyes shut, lips puckering forward a little.

You press a finger to his lips, and he peaks an eye open- disappointed. "Aw, too bad you missed your chance today, how about you try again tomorrow?" Ah, he most definitely would- if he didn't talk himself down by then!

SATAN

"Wait, so, forward, right- uhm, oh!" You had asked Satan to teach you how to dance upon getting the invitation to Diavolo's upcoming ball. Apparently demons love ballroom dancing. However, in your attempt to learn, you've come to realize that you're dancing skills are possibly a little rusty.

"Sorry," You chuckle, you had tripped over your own feet for the umpteenth time, but at least it was Satan's? You sigh, looking up at him as he looks down at you, and oh. Oh wow.

It was quiet, except for the classical music playing softly in the background. Your heart is racing, and you fear that in your close proximity he might be able to feel it. He fears the same, his grasp on you tightening. He has that charming smile resting on his features, despite the storm in his mind!

How desperately you want to kiss him- and had his eyes always been so green?

Your certain your cheeks are on fire, and you want so badly for the ground to swallow you up. You can't form any words, just staring like a lovesick fool- and Satan is doing no better. He's at a loss for words, truly. How could he even begin to form a sentence worth interrupting this moment?

Then, a book falls to the ground with a loud thud- a mischievous tabby meowing and stretching somewhere. You both pull away, Satan's cheeks growing a rosy color as he clears his throat.

"Maybe we should take a break? I'll... I'll go get us some waters," You say, about to leave, however Satan can't help himself and pulls you by the waist towards him.

"Please forgive me," He whispers, taking your chin between his thumb and forefinger.

"Kiss m-" With that, he kisses you deeply. A kiss that certainly will make itself into your dance routine with Satan at the ball next week.

ASMODEUS

"What do you think?" Asmo asks, scooting closer to you, showing off the new look he was attempting- and obviously he was nailing it. He looked perfect, but that wasn't unusual in his case.

"Pretty as always," You say, not really looking at him. He was always showing off looks that were amazing, so you already knew that it was perfect. He whines, shimmying closer to you.

"You're not looking!" He pouts, and you sigh, turning your head abruptly- not expecting him to be so close. Oh. He did look very pretty. And now your cheeks are warm. "Thank you! So, how does it look?" He asks, as if the close proximity wasn't bothering him.

"You look nice- good- you look... good..." He frowns. Well good wasn't good enough. He pulls back and checks in the mirror, but finds not a single product out of place. He whips back around towards you, getting even closer to your face.

"Just good?"

"You look beautiful," You say, and he blinks in shock at your earnestness. He's glad the make up is covering up the blush that surely spreads on his cheeks.

"Oh my, are you falling for my good looks?" His teasing comment ruins the moment, and you scoff, shaking your head as you turn to look back at your phone.

"You wish, princess." You say, pushing him away by the shoulder. You ignore the heart palpitations as you scroll through your DDD.

BEELZEBUB

"Oh, Beel, you got something right there..." You say, pointing to your cheek to where Beelzebub had some sauce. Beel looks down at the food in his hands- both hands were pretty occupied, so he leaned in for you to wipe it away for him.

"W- What?-" It seems he underestimated how small the table was, though, as he leaned in way too close! Face hot, you lift a shaky hand to wipe away the sauce with a napkin and then he shoots you the biggest, most kissable grin in the world.

"Thanks!" He chuckles, before leaning back and taking another bite of his food. You can only stare at the table now though, lest you wish to continue your rather romantic thoughts.

Beel notices this, and once again leans in close— Damn it, is he trying to give you a heart attack!? He furrows his brows as he inspects you, before frowning. Shit, did he realize that you were having definitely not friendly thoughts?

"Are you okay? You look a lil' sick." He says, leaning back. You let a silent breath of relief before nodding.

"I'm fine, just... just a little hot, that's all." And technically, you weren't lying.

BELPHEGOR

"Shuddup," Belphegor groans, rolling over on to his side to face you, before grabbing your waist and pulling you into him. You gasp, not from the action- honestly, this is a rather typical evening with Belphegor (he claims he "sleeps better" when you're near him) but you gasp due to how close your face is to his.

Usually you land near his chest or vise versa, but this face-to-face view was definitely making you grow quiet. Belphegor was pleased with this, before he realized it took quite a lot to usually shut you up. He peaks an eye open with a frown.

"What's your deal?" When you don't respond and instead try to wiggle out of his arms, he tightens his grip and gets even closer. "Hm? Trying to get away?"

"Yes! Let me gooo!"

"Nah," He grins, realizing what's happening. "I think you don't really want me to let you go anyways, right? You wanna stare at my face longer? Wanna kiiisss meeee?" You groan, wishing to strangle the annoying demon. He laughs when you don't deny him.

"I knew it," He flutters his lashes close and pouts his lips out a little, trying to appear 'pretty' or... something? You just shake your head, done with his teasing. Grabbing his collar, you admire his natural beauty for a second— after all, who knows when you'll be so close to his face again— before catching him off guard with a kiss

Letting go of you out of shock, you're quick to run away, leaving Belphegor in a stunned, blushing mess. Stupid humans...~

[obeymematches]

very fluffy and in depth hcs of a mc that basically lives off of cuddles? if you dont wanna do all of them can you only do lucifer, mammon, beel & diavolo? its fine if you dont wanna write this request tho! <3

i just need to snuggle up with them and maybe receive a forehead kiss yknow?

(also its def not bc of their man boobs wdym..)

thank you baby for sending in this ask, writing it cleared my skin and watered my plants- 💐🌸🌻

also your taste in men is very good 💯💯💯

this just teeth rotting fluff. GN MC.

❤️Cuddling HCs❤️

Lucifer:

Cuddling can only happen at night / the evening. Even on the weekends he is too busy to be cuddling during the day.

When you get in bed next to him he usually smells like coffee & sweat ngl. At first he does try to hide it with a nice expensive perfume but it might be best to cuddle after taking a shower.

He loves it if you curl up against him, laying your head on his chest. He is surprisingly gentle with his strokes in your hair!

He prefers not to talk or just very short I love yous are accepted. This is his calming, recharging moment.

His arms are strong as he puts them behind your back, or under your head if that's what you prefer. His weakness is stroking his head between his ears and forehead.

He is very glad to kiss your forehead without you having to ask! He is actually very affectionate if he is with you, and only you! Prefers holding one of your hands the entire time.

My love... Holding you in my arms in this moment makes me feel tranquil. As if nothing could ever go wrong again... I am aware it only lasts such a short time... I'm truly sorry we can't do this more often. Can you forgive me, my dearest?

Mammon:

Here is some Mams cuddles

Beelzebub:

Cuddling Beelzebub feels like the most natural thing. You fit just right under his arms, his legs. He can go on like this for hours. Nothing else has to happen and he is the most content demon in the world.

Being so close to him makes you realize he smells like deodorant and grass.

Likes to eat as you cuddle! Always brings you your favourite snacks! He can fall asleep very quickly like this though. Please just stroke his back he is going to melt into your touch.

He is going to kiss you with his hand holding yours to the bed. He kisses you very passionately, towering over you, using his tongue as he should; gluttony gets the best of him.

Very gentle with you the entire time. Carefully moves every inch of his body not to hurt you.

If you decide to lay too far away from him he just sweeps you right where you should be; entirely next to him!

Skin on skin contact is very important for him, pls don't wear too many clothes!!

I'm stronger now, but I can grow even more if you stay by my side. I'll do everything to support you, and I hope you will continue to support me too. I love you. So very deeply. Thank you for being here with me.

Diavolo:

I just think he enjoys being the little spoon. He can be the tiniest little spoon if he wants to!!

Loves to talk. This is no time to be quiet for more than 5 minutes. Something always comes to his mind which he wants to share.

His smell from up close isn't so easy to describe; it's a lingering smell of expensive parfume but also pine tree.

Can and will cuddle you in the afternoon if he/you needs it. Tea time can buzz off this is 300% better.

Talks about how nice it was to Barbatos. Poor Barb doesn't know how to react to this information.

Ah he definitely plays with the blanket; he likes to tuck you in real well, sometimes pull it over your head and kiss you in the dark.

Tickle fights are inevitable if you cuddle for too long. (He doesn't want to let you go pee but you must. So you tickle him.)

Sometimes he can forget how heavy he is though and if he falls asleep while on top of you, you'll be sore by the time he wakes up.

Ah just imagine the pure joy in his eyes the entire time.... sigh

My darling y/n... You are my most precious treasure in the entire world. You enchant and fascinate me, and each day, you ignite me.

[6mm4d]

"There's something stuck on your butt" "What is it?" "My eyes ;-)"

Obey Me! Character Reactions

Lucifer

"There is? What is it?"

"My eyes ;-)"

Looks at you like you're an idiot

Questioning his taste in lovers because how in the world did he fall for someone so-

Won't admit that it was a teeny tiny bit funny but you definitely heard him blow air out of his nose

Master manipulator, he'd find a way to flip the joke on you

"Is that so? I suppose you might need me to check if your pants don't have anything stuck as well"

But in public he'd be mortified, especially if you said it front of Diavolo

Glaring daggers at you and will probably give you the silent treatment until you make it up to him

He would probably use the joke against you in the future to be honest

and use it as an excuse to cop a feel

Mammon

"Huh?! Why didn't you say anything sooner?! What is it??"

"My eyes, chicibaby ;-)"

Immediately flustered

Turns around and covers his ass with his hands

"You think you're funny or somethin'? Well I'm not laughing!"

Is actually holding back a laugh

If you two are alone he'll let out his laugh and tease you back

On the other hand doing it in front of his brothers would make him feel equal parts shy and cocky

He'll take up any chance to make his brothers jealous

But also way to embarrass him! Jeez! ....."you were only looking at mine right, mc?"

Is definitely a good sport about it though, next time you're both alone he'll try to catch you off guard by saying it back

Leviathan

"What! What is it? That's so embarrassing?!?"

"My eyes, bae ;-)"

Takes him a good moment to process what you said before he goes red in the face

"You can't just say those kinds of things!!"

He's so embarrassed, his crush just admitted to checking him out! Not just that, they were checking out his ass!

Overthinking it just a bit too much

Won't stop covering his butt

If you say it in front of his brothers, he'd genuinely run away from how flustered he is

"Uh...MC.... did you actually mean what you said..? ..........about my ass"

When all is said and done he actually finds it a bit funny, but don't count on him being able to handle the jest a second time

Satan

"Ah, really? What is it?"

"My eyes, baby ;-)"

Laughs a bit, only you'd be so bold with him

Is just a little bit embarrassed but he's flattered nonetheless, hyper aware of his own ass now

If you're both alone he'll definitely joke back and suggest that you have something stuck as well

"And here I thought your eyes were on the book I lent you, I can't say i mind though"

If it's in front of his brothers he'd be a lot more embarrassed but he'd be good at playing it off

Even though Belphie is 100% cough-laughing right behind him

Overall a fun little quip between you two, although he'd prefer you kept it between you both

Asmo

"Eh! What is it? Get it off!"

"It's my eyes ;-)"

Is probably one of the only brothers who genuinely laughs

Thinks it's super cute that you'd hit on him so blatantly

Will literally turn around for you and do a little pose

"Hehe! You can look all you want, Mc! Or touch, whichever one you prefer <3"

"Maybe I should check if you have anything stuck too!"

Cue a fun little tussle on his bed that he'll let you win, but only because it's you

Truly doesn't care about whether you say it in public or private, will respond accordingly either way

Ends up being on of his favorite jokes and will use it on you any given moment

Beel

"Hm? I do?"

"Yeah it's right there, Beel"

"What is it?"

"My eyes ;-)"

Stops walking in circles to check his own butt to stare at you

It takes him a moment to process that he didn't actually stain his clothes with something

Blushes about it but thinks it pretty funny

"Heh, you scared me, I'm glad there isn't actually something there though"

If you do it in front of his brothers he'd be a bit more embarrassed but he accepts all declarations of love, even the.. questionable ones

Any weird looks are simply ignored, he's happy to see you giggling at your own jokes

10/10 at taking the joke, he probably won't say it back though

Belphie

"Hmm? Take it off"

"I cant, it's rlly stuck "

"What is it?"

"My eyes ;-)"

Deadpans at your joke

Plays dead to ignore you just to be a little shit

If you manage to get him to crack an eye open he'd just huff

"So you've been staring at my butt while i sleep? Weirdo"

100% covers his face with the blanket to hide his smile

What can he say, it was a bit funny

If you say it in front of his brothers he'd be way more embarrassed

Would flat out squint menacingly and proceed to ignore your until his brothers are gone

Probably won't use the joke in the future but wouldn't be opposed to hearing it again

Solomon

"Ah, that's embarrassing, what is it?"

Patting himself down until you say "my eyes"

Laughs a bit actually, he's usually the aggressor in these situations so he enjoys being the one being taken aback for once

You don't have to say it in public because he'll find it so amusing that he'll talk about it in the HOL group chat

Next time he actually has something stuck on his butt he'll joke that it's your gaze that's stuck

Will absolutely say it back to you

Simeon

"Eh? I didn't notice, what is it?"

"My eyes, baby ;-)"

"what"

It takes him a moment to understand what was said but when he gets it he laughs

Definitely more of an embarrassed laugh than an amused one

"That was rather bold but I can't say i don't like you looking"

If you say it in HOL he'd cover Luke's ears, bless his heart

Would be a lot more embarrassed on account that he knows Solomon would never let him live it down

Doesn't really mind the joke all too much and would also be a bit more aware of how his butt looks to be honest

Ok maybe it flustered him more then he'd like to admit

Diavolo

"Really? What is it?"

Chasing his own tail trying to find it

"My eyes, handsome ;-)"

Laughs a bit too much, probably shoulder slaps whoever or whatever is closest to him

pray it's not you

"Is that so? I'll definitely take that as a compliment then :-)"

Knows you're being flirty but he just lives for stupid jokes, he can't help it

Will relay the joke to Barbatos and doesn't understand why he isn't doubling over in laughter

"Did you get the joke? It's as if their eyes were-"

He gets it, Diavolo, it's just not that funny

For your safety, there's no reason to repeat it in public setting

Will absolutely say it back as soon as possible much to Lucifer's dismay

Barbatos

Honestly he knows that you're gonna say it but for the sake of letting you have your fun he'll play dumb

"Is that so? What is it?"

"My eyes, Barbs ;-)"

Just chuckles, and keeps doing what he's doing

If you two are in private he'd probably use it as an opportunity to flirt back

"I see, let me check if you have anything as well, just to be safe of course"

Would do anything to see you get flustered or have a giggle fit

Can and will chase you around the kitchen

On the occasion that you try to say it in public, he'd put a menacing hand on your shoulder to stop you mid-joke

Cue the terrifying "I dare you to try it" polite smile

Surprisingly though, he'd definitely use the joke back if you're both in private

[devildom-drabbles]

Hello i hope you're doing well!!! I wanted to request a headcanon for Lucifer, mammon satan and Simeon for when mc feels down, how would they cheer mc up? (For details, mc is usually very hyper and happy around everyone, and tries to cheer others up all the time but when they're alone sometimes they get very sad and don't let anyone else see them like this and pretends to be okay)

I'm really sorry if this was confusing English isn't my first language and it's okay if you don't want to write this too!! I'm new to the OM fandom and i keep seeing so many amazing works including yours!! I really love it! (I finished reading all of the hcs just now haha) and i love how you describe how they feel and also their expressions it makes it easier to picture them thank you!!!

(Welcome to the OM fandom, Anon! Don’t worry, your request wasn’t confusing at all!  Your English is very good. 😊 And thank you for your kind feedback about my writing!! 💕)  Without a doubt, these four boys would willingly do what they could to cheer up MC, just as MC has always done for them and everyone else.  Thanks for the prompt!  Enjoy!

How would Lucifer, Mammon, Satan, and Simeon cheer up a normally hyper and happy MC?

Lucifer will feel somewhat uneasy when he stops hearing MC’s enthusiastic voice echo through the house.  His feet seem to move on their own from his study to their bedroom door, driven by the urge to confirm whether they’re okay.  They may just be busy with homework or want some personal space from his noisy brothers, he tells himself--in which case, he could brush off his unexpected visit with a random yet believable excuse before returning to his paperwork.  However, the knot in his stomach only tightens (but his expression remains unchanged) as soon as MC greets him with a smile that doesn’t reach their eyes.  After entering the room and closing the door behind him, he’ll immediately inquire about what’s troubling them. 

Whether they have difficulty explaining it or try to pretend that they’re fine, Lucifer will remain patient with them until the whole truth has come out, even cradling the human's face in his hands not only to remind them of how deeply he cares for them but also to wipe away any tears they may shed.  He’ll then ask that they spend some time with him, voluntarily pushing aside his own work in favor of ensuring that MC feels completely better.  Depending on their current needs and what they like, he may take them out to eat at their favorite restaurant, shop at their favorite store(s), see a play or movie in a theater, or simply go on a stroll somewhere refreshing.  If they’d rather not leave the house, then he’ll bring them to his room to enjoy some relaxing music from his record collection while holding them in his arms, whispering sweet and uplifting words to them each time a song comes to an end. In the back of his mind, he’ll consider possible ways that he can help MC to avoid experiencing this kind of sadness in the future.

“Ah, there’s that smile I was looking for.  It suits you well, MC.  I’ll do everything in my power to make sure you remain your cheerful self for the rest of your days, so don’t hesitate to rely on me.  Besides, with all the joy and support you consistently give to my brothers and myself, it’s the least I can do for you.”

As MC’s “first,” Mammon has figured out the specific traits his human will exhibit that reveal something is wrong, no matter how hard they try to hide it.  Once he becomes aware of this, he intends to get to the bottom of the issue, which typically starts with barging into their room to bring up their behavior directly to them.  Usually the matter pertains to others, like when they were mulling over how to cheer up Levi after his favorite anime character died, but sometimes it may involve schoolwork or a recent incident.  Except this time, Mammon is shocked to hear MC say that nothing is wrong.  He knows they weren’t acting like themself earlier, and they still seem out of it from his perspective, even as they attempt to reassure him.  So, he’ll refuse to leave MC’s room until they admit to what’s made them “look as sad as a kicked puppy.”

As the truth finally pours out, Mammon’s tough demeanor will quickly soften.  The melancholy breaking through MC’s features and words--things that were usually so full of glee and warmth--will compel the demon to pull them into his embrace and stroke their head tenderly while they continue talking, which is a gesture that he found to be the most helpful whenever MC was the one comforting him.  His heart aches for them, and the situation only further fuels his determination to cheer them up.  He’ll want to take MC out with him to do something fun, like visiting an arcade to win a bunch of prizes or going on a long car ride with music blasting from the radio, but he’s also content with staying in to watch a movie and/or cuddle if they’d prefer that.  Whatever decision they make, he won’t leave their side until they’ve returned to their familiar peppy attitude.

“Listen, it doesn’t matter if ya got that big goofy grin on your face like ya normally do or if ya feel like cryin’ a whole ocean--I’ll always be here for ya, got it?  And it’s not just ‘cause you’re always there to cheer me up.  It’s also ‘cause I care about ya more than anyone else, MC, so don’tcha dare forget it!”

The first time MC mentions that they’d like a bit of time alone in their room, Satan won’t think much of it.  Even someone with as much energy and patience as MC needs a chance to cool down for a while, he explains to both his brothers and himself.  He doesn’t have any concerns until they exit their room with less energy than usual despite their claims that everything is fine.  After this scenario repeats a few times, Detective Satan will decide that this is a case that needs to be solved.  Once it happens again, he begins by giving MC the space they’ve requested for a short while before making his way to their room to check on them.  They initially try to shoo him away when they open their bedroom door, kindly saying that they’re busy, but the abnormal quietness of their voice, their difficulty in keeping eye contact, and their slightly messy face prove to Satan that they’re lying.  He’ll apologize before forcing himself inside the room to question what’s going on.

If MC is dismissive or hesitant, Satan will assure them that he only wants to know because he’s worried about them and would like to help, if possible.  As they confess how they’re feeling down, he’ll listen intently while holding both of their hands, occasionally tracing soothing circles with his thumbs.  He’s used to how MC never shies away from aiding him with his emotions when they become too much to handle, so in a way, he’s grateful that he’s able to return the favor like this.  Now that they’ve talked through their feelings, he’ll suggest different things that the two of them could do together to help MC get rid of those negative emotions entirely, like going to a cat cafe, reading their favorite book (he’ll read aloud it to them or just let them lean on him as they read in silence), or engaging in a particular activity that MC enjoys.  Even just coming up with ideas for pranks and picturing Lucifer’s reactions to them never fails to put a smile on Satan’s face, so maybe it’d do the same for MC!

“I know sadness, anger, and other such feelings are inevitable and sometimes too much to bear alone.  So, the next time you experience them, reach out to me before you hide away in your room.  Let’s work through them together, just like you do with me.”

Simeon will notice MC’s despondent behavior when he passes by one of the classrooms at RAD.  They had been assigned to sweep the floor of the room after the last class of the day, and while they tend to do their tasks with a skip in their step, their movements now are rather sluggish with their gaze downcast.  Not wanting to leave them like this, Simeon knocks on the doorframe to signal his presence, which causes the human to flinch as if they’ve been caught red-handed in a crime.  Their demeanor changes completely as they return the bright grin that the angel flashes when he greets them.  He asks if there’s something on their mind, but they shrug off the inquiry with an awkward laugh and assure him that they’re okay.  Simeon isn’t convinced by their words, yet he doesn’t want to pry if they truly don’t want to talk about it.  So, he’ll remind them that he’s more than willing to lend an ear and promises not to tell anyone else unless they can be of help to MC’s situation. 

Soon enough, MC will set the broom aside to sit next to Simeon on one of the desk benches.  He gives them his undivided attention as they discuss their sadness with him.  When their emotions begin to overwhelm them, he’ll pull them closer to his side, guiding their head to rest on his shoulder and then gently rubbing his hand up and down their furthest arm.  If they don’t mind, he’ll recommend some strategies that may help them the next time they’re feeling down, one of them even being to call him.  He’ll also offer to let them stay at Purgatory Hall for the night, where they can bake, play games (with Luke and Solomon, too, if they’d like), and watch a TV show they both like in order to improve MC's mood.  If they agree to that idea, the two of them will end the day curled up together in Simeon’s bed as MC listens to him read poetry he’s written, all of which describes how wonderful they are and how much he adores them.

“MC, please remember that you always can come to me if you’re feeling down.  It’s not a burden to me in the slightest.  You bring light wherever you go in this dark realm, and I want to do the same for you.”

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Hihihiiiii!!!!! Omg I'm so excited to ask this one-> ok so can you write/headcanon the Brothers and Undatables in a situation where MC can't swim and the brothers + undatables don't know it until one of the squad (Solomon's voodoo) picks MC up and throws them into a pool/fountain on the deep end as a joke? And MC drowns?

Bonus if anyone aside from Satan, Leviathan, and Lucifer know CPR and double bonus if Beel manages to rebibe w/o cracking a rib on MC!!

Aww heyheyhey!!! We love excitement in this house yes we do. Thank you so much for the angsty ask!

It got a bit long so I'll do it in two parts! I hope that's okay? Also I hope I can do it justice :3

It was a summer afternoon in Devildom. Diavolo had invited the whole gang upto his castle. Solomon had recently told him about pool parties and he was excited to try it out.

Everyone came in, already having the time of their lives splish splashing in the water, or going ham on Barbatos and Luke's snacks.

You were there, dipping your feet in water, enjoying the cool feeling between your toes. Everyone kept inviting you in the water, you tried to put them off by saying "Maybe later!"

You could have just said you couldn't swim. But that was too embarassing to admit, so you just shook your head and splashed water at them instead.

Mammon and Asmo were splashing water on you, so you didn't see the Little D's sneak up and hoist you up from behind. Before you knew it, you were sent flying headfirst into the water. Maybe you should have told them, you thought.

Maybe that would be better than the endless blue, the distinct lack of air and burn in your lungs as you tried hard to swim to the surface and lost all energy.

(Part 1: The Brothers)

Lucifer

"MC enough playing around. Come Bach up now." Got tensed when you didn't Immediately float up to the surface.

"MC?" He dived in to check on you. His eyes grew wide when you saw struggling, flapping your hands and feet aimlessly.

"MC HOLD ON!" The panic in his voice was muffled by the water. You felt your body being held and pulled up to the surface.

"MC? MC can you hear me?! MC!" You felt someone shaking you, their hands warm on your arms. And then your lips turned warm.

You'd recognise that kiss anywhere. It was more urgent this time, as Lucifer tried his best to get air into you.

"Luci... fer.." You choke out before coughing violently and spitting the pool water everywhere.

"You're okay..." He lets out the biggest sigh of relief. He holds you tight in his arms and takes you inside to dry you off. "I thought I lost you again..."

"Whoever is responsible for this," The suppressed rage in his voice sounded deadly, "will pay for it."

Mammon

"Oi human! Are ya sulking down there?!" Mammon joked as he dived downwards to bring you up.

"They got ya pretty good huh-" He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw the state you were in. Your eyes closed and your limbs horribly limp.

"MC! MC WHAT HAPPENED?!" Mammon grabbed you and pulled you up instantly. Even in your dazed state, you could feel the pounding of his heart and the cracking of his voice.

"MC not again please not again I'm sorry I'm sorry please wake up..." He was crying now. His tears and hands were warm on your skin as pushed at your chest cluelessly.

"THEY'RE NOT WAKING UP! LUCIFER SATAN DIAVOLO SIMEON SOMEONE HELP PLEASE!" He was frantic and clamping his mouth on yours now, gasping more than blowing air.

You coughed and sputtered eventually. "Mammon... you...are exceptionally bad at CPR." Mammon hid his face in your shoulder and hugged you like there's no tomorrow.

You laugh and try to tell him you're okay but all he does is hold you and cry. "I'm the worst protector...I'm so sorry MC.."

Leviathan

"Welcome to my turf, MC!" Levi laughed as he waited for you to float back up. But you weren't. Are you stuck on something? He sees air bubbles on the surface.

He dives down and swims towards you swiftly. "MC OH NO! WAIT MC IM COMING!" He darts to towards you and gets you out the fastest.

He starts to tear up and panic cause this is just like that sad anime "Lost my Best Friend in the Deep". Embarassment be damned, he can't let you go.

He urgently called for his brothers for help and fumbled with you held tightly in his arms. He pushed on your chest and watched the water sputter out.

"MC?? You're okay now, right??! MC!!?" The urgency in Levi's voice caught you off guard. You open your eyes to see him teary eyed and sniffling.

"I'm okay Levi..." You say, your hand reaching to hold his face. He breaks down at your touch.

Pressing his face harder into your hand and crying. He's so glad you're okay. "I thought I lost my best friend...don't worry MC, I'll teach you how to swim!"

Satan

"MC, you do know how to swim right?" Satan called out to you, right after the splash. There was something about the way you fell that made him feel uneasy.

When you didn't float back up, he immediately dunked himself downwards, only to see his suspicions were right.

"MC! It's okay it's okay I've got you!" Satan's arm wrapped around you as he pressed a warm kiss on you under water. The flames in your lungs died down a little.

He rushes you upto the surface and lays down gently, tilting your head at the optimal angle.

His mouth is on you again. Urgently breathing life back into you. He also had spells ready in case this usual way didn't work.

"Satan...? You...thank you.." You said tired as you leaned into him, wrapping your arms around him weakly after vehemently coughing.

He lets out a sigh of relief and bumps his lips against your head softly, cradling you in his arms. "Why wouldn't you say that you couldn't swim? Don't do this to me ever again, MC, you're all I have..."

Asmodeus

"MC darling, no need to be embarrassed, you looked so cute when you fell like that! Come up now!" Asmo giggled as he watched the water, waiting for you to come back up.

He gets panicky when you're still not up yet. Swims down as he quickly as he can calling out your name. "OH NO! MC WHAT'S GOING ON?! MC!"

He reaches for your hands and starts tugging you towards him. Why are your eyes closed like this? Why have you gone limp?!

He pulls you up to the surface, frantically calling out to Satan and Solomon for help, all the while bouncing you in his arms like a baby as a attempt to gain conciousness.

He's full on sobbing as he Solomon gives you CPR. The moment you cough and sputter, he pounces on you, his head pressed against your cold chest, now rising and falling normally.

"Asmo... don't cry...I'm okay.." You say weakly smiling and trying to hug him back, running your hands in his hair.

He holds you close and presses kisses on your whole face."MC! You gave me such a fright! Don't do that again please, MC! I can't bear the though of you gone again!"

Beelzebub

"Ah I'm so sorry I couldn't catch you MC" Beel even had his arms outstretched so he could catch you before you fell, but he missed.

He's fastest to get to you after Levi. "MC? Are you okay down there- MC?! Why are you being like that?!" He gets frantic and scoops your limp body in his arms.

This is his worst nightmare. He urgently gets to the surface panicking inside. "MC..please wake up.." He calls out sadly, as he gently lays you down.

You're barely breathing. He knows what he has to do. But you're so fragile compared to him he doesn't want to hurt you.

He tries as gently as possible to push against your chest to regulate your breathing again.

"Beel..Beel..." You cough out his name as you reach up to hold his face in your hands. He stops immediately and engulfs you in a hug.

He doesn't say a word. He doesn't need to. His teary eyes and tight grip as he lifts you up and takes you inside the house to feed you, says everything you need to know.

Belphegor

"MC you're so easy to sneak upon hehe. Come here and lie with me." He was just snoozing at the edge, smiling down at where you just fell.

What's taking you so long to come back up?He impatiently dived downwards to find you. And he was horrified by what he saw. "MC?!Damnit MC, why didn't you call for me!?"

He hoists you into his arms and tries giving you a kiss of air like he'd seen in Levi's shows. Still unsure of what to do, he just hurries you up to the surface.

"They were struggling to swim. Something's wrong. Fix them please. Fix them fast." He said, calling out to his brothers. He held your hand shakily and lay next to you, as Beel gave you CPR. His grip tightened once you started coughing.

"Belphie... I'm okay..." You squeezed his hand as tight as you could. He hid head in your shoulder before picking you up in his arms.

He wrapped you up in a towel and tried to make you fall asleep in his arms. "That was a horrible feeling. I don't want to feel that again." He mutters to himself while holding you closer.

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All is Fair in Dice and War

***Soooo, @bagelsinatoaster I love this request. However, you didn't specify which board game and as I am a huge nerd I decided to take some creative liberties and combine this with another idea I've been meaning to write which is: MC introducing the demon bros to Dungeons and Dragons. I certainly had fun with this and I hope you like it!*** Summary: Leviathan's world is flipped upside down when MC tells him there is a game that basically allows him to be the Lord of Shadows in real life!! He demands that his brothers join him as MC introduces them all to the chaotic shit show that is Dungeons & Dragons. For once, it was a peaceful day in the House of Lamentation. Lucifer was lounging in the living room with a cursed record playing softly in the background. For once, Satan had willingly joined him and was sitting by the fireplace, thumbing through a book on the human world. Belphie had been passed out on the couch when he arrived and was still laying there with an impressive puddle of drool collecting near his mouth. Even Asmodeus and Beel had joined in, with Asmodeus gently humming to himself as he painted his nails and Beelzebub happily munching on a snack as he enjoyed the sight of his family getting along. Yes. It was perfectly quiet and peaceful, and Lucifer didn't even have any traces of his regular migraine. But of course, nothing good lasts forever. Everyone jumped as the door slammed open and a wide-eyed Leviathan dragged you into the room. The two you very closely followed by Mammon loudly complaining. "Oi! You're gonna hurt them! Cut it out, Levi!" Lucifer sighed and closed his eyes, momentarily mourning the peace that he had just barely begun to enjoy, and closed his book. "Leviathan, let MC go. What are you freaking out about this time?" Lucifer regretted asking the moment the words left his mouth. Levi looked at it with the expression he only ever got when his limited edition Ruri-Chan merch arrived; his eyes were wide and glittering with excitement while his face bore a grin so large that Lucifer was surprised it didn't rip his skin. The third-born was practically vibrating as he let go of your wrist and pushed you forward. "Tell them! Tell them about the game!"

You laughed at Levi's excitement and casually rubbed your wrist. "I was just telling Leviathan about a game that we play in the human world called Dungeons and Dragons-" "You get to make a fantasy world that everyone plays in, and everyone makes characters. You can be a wizard and cast spells against a huge monster! Or a war hero fighter that has been betrayed by his brother! Or a noble knight who is looking for his lost kingdom! And the best part is that it's real!" Levi interrupted, nearly jumping in place as stars danced in his eyes. You put your hands out towards him to try and calm him a bit. "Well, not entirely real. It is played in person, but it's a role play tabletop game, meaning it mostly relies on the players' imagination. That is unless you have thousands of dollars to spend on 3D maps and figurines of your characters." Levi's eyes grew even wider, if possible, as he started shaking his hands up and down. "I CAN HAVE A FIGURINE OF A CHARACTER THAT I MADE?! GAAAAAAAAAHH!" A pillow flew across the room and hit Levi square in the face as a now awake Belphegor glared at him. "Will. You. Shut. Up?" the Avatar of Sloth hissed as a dark dangerous aura grew around him. Beel gently patted his twin's head in hopes of calming him. Leviathan pouted as he noticed no one else seemed to be getting excited about it. "C-Come on guys! This isn't even a video game! It's a thing that we can all do together and personalize it to be something that everyone will like. It'll be fun! Right MC?" You nodded as you gently tossed Belphie's pillow back over to him. "Yeah. I love D&D. I played it all the time in the human world. There's action, suspense, and even romance if you really wanted it," a couple of the brothers perked up at that. "I could put together a one-shot for you guys to try it out if you'd like? I'll help you make your characters, and we can all get together for an evening and play it sometime in a couple weeks." The room went quiet as everyone thought it over. Most of them had no interest in the game itself, but if it was organized by you... "I'm in," Beel decided with a nod. "I think it will be fun. All of us trying something new; it could be neat." Satan casually flipped a page in his book, "The creative aspect of it is definitely appealing. We'd be the masters of our own fate, and that most certainly piques my interest." Asmodeus smirked as he put the cap on his nail polish. "And you said it could be whatever we want? My, one might say that this game could help our wildest fantasies come true~" he made sure to wink at you as he giggled. Belphie, who had only just got back his pillow, scrunched up his face in disgust and launched it at Asmo. "Don't make this weird Asmo," he looked over at you and shrugged, "So long as you do all the work in putting together the character thing, sure. Why not?" Mammon looked over at you from the corner of his eye. "Ya mean to tell me, that you can make it so I'm some awesome, rich, and powerful prince?" Asmo scoffed as he pushed the pillow off his lap. "Please Mammon, even the world of make-believe has its limitations." Mammon blushed as he growled at his brother. You just chuckled and teasingly elbowed his side. "Don't listen to him, Mammon. There is a set amount of how much money you start out with depending on your class and background, but I'm sure we can find something that will make you happy." The second-born blushed even more as he grumbled quietly under his breath. Lucifer tilted his head in thought. "I suppose that if everyone else is playing, naturally I must as well," he stood and began to make his way to his office. "I look forward to seeing what you come up with MC." The next two weeks were spent planning and carefully figuring out the details of the one-shot and the characters that everyone was going to play. Levi was, of course, the first one who came to you to build his character. The two of you spent hours going through the Player's Handbook and sourcebooks to find the perfect build to recreate the Lord of Shadows. In the end, you put

together a human fighter that you gave a couple magic items to make Levi's vision really come to life. It seemed basic, but for the Lord of Shadows, it was perfect. The moment the two of you finished, Levi dove to his computer and ordered a custom-made mini that looked exactly like his character. Satan was genuinely interested in the game, especially after he learned about all the lore and rules behind the different classes and races. You had just been chilling in your room one day when the door burst open. Satan stood there with wide eyes holding a copy of Volo's Guide to Monsters. "MC, why didn't you tell me there are cat people?!" You chuckled, knowing exactly where this was going. "They're called tabaxi, but yeah, they're basically cat people. Would you like to play as one?" He scoffed and snapped the book shut. "Is that even a question? Of course, I'm playing as one." After some discussion and bouncing back and forth between classes a couple of times, Satan settled on a tabaxi druid; that way he not only looked like a cat, but he could speak to them as well. After a few days of you spending time with his brothers focusing on getting their characters ready, Mammon came to you wanting the coolest, most epic character ever. At first, it was clear that he wasn't fully invested in the process, but as he saw the customizable options and all the cool stuff that his character could have, you got his attention. You ended up designing a golden teifling rogue (you tried to tell Mammon that teifling usually wasn't yellow, but he gave you such a sad look that you couldn't say no) that was decked out with piercings and gems all over its horns and tail. He tried to act like he wasn't that excited about it, but one day during class you caught him doodling what looked like a stick figure version of the character on his sheet with a big smile on his face. Asmodeus came in shortly after Mammon finished,

insisting on having the most charming and beautiful character there was. You tapped your chin at the request. "I mean, stereotypically bards are extremely charming and...well seductive...almost too seductive. But that's only thei-" Asmo had hearts in his eyes before you could even finish. "That's what I want to be!" You sighed and made a mental note not to include any dragons in the session as you marked Asmo down to be an elven bard and helped him create his character sheet. You hadn't heard anything from Lucifer for nearly that entire first week, until one day as you were lounging in the living room, he walked in holding a stack of resource books. "Ah, MC. I've been looking for you. I wanted to inform you that I will be playing a half-elf multiclassing as a paladin and hex-blade warlock." You blinked at him as he put all the books down in front of you. "O-Oh. Would you like help putting together your character sheet?" He just grinned and began to make his way out of the room once more. "I've already done it. I must admit that this was quite a bit more interesting than I thought it would be," and with that he was gone, leaving you to try and figure out what had just happened. With only a few days left until the one-shot, you had to go find the twins and get them to make their characters. Beel apologized like crazy for you having to track him in down in order to get his character made. The poor guy was in the middle of peak Fangol season and had completely forgotten. Once the two of you sat down in the kitchen with an empty character sheet in one hand and snacks in the other, Beel gave you his full attention. He put a lot of thought in his character and wanted to make it really good since he appreciated that you were doing something that they could all do as a family. He bashfully decided to play a halfling. Not only did the little creatures share his love for food, but he thought it would be neat to try being small for once. His class was also a surprise. After carefully flipping through all of the class options, he had eventually settled on a cleric. "They're the healers, right? This way I can help the others if someone gets hurt." You gave him a huge hug then and there. Belphegore, on the other hand, was not so easy to work with. "Belphie, come on. Just flip through the book and choose something!" He groaned into his pillow and rolled onto his side to glare at you. "I told you I would play if you did all the work for me. Me flipping through a book is work. It's not happening." After an entire hour of trying to get him to cooperate, you gave up. In retaliation you made his character a goblin barbarian, just to drive in the fact of how much of a brat he was acting like.

Finally, the day came for you all to play the one-shot, and much like you expected, it was complete and utter chaos. You had tried to maintain some structure and keep everyone on track, but it was hopeless. Levi and Satan were taking the game seriously and, Diavolo bless them, were the only reason their party was making any progress. Mammon was trying to pick-pocket every non-player character that they met while Asmo distracted them by flirting. This worked great for them until Mammon got caught and would've died from the resulting injuries if it wasn't for Beel. Speaking of Beel, the poor fella was trying his best to do well in the game but kept getting confused by all the rules and different stats and modifiers. Belphegor spent most of his time, trying to explain it to his twin, but in the end, Beel accidentally ate his dice and Belphie passed out on his shoulder. And then there was Lucifer. He had been mostly quiet the entire game. Surprisingly, he let Levi and Satan take the charge in any investigations and puzzle-based interactions, but he did so with a smirk. You had a funny feeling in your stomach that he was up to something, and you were right. It was the final boss. Satan and Levi were on the edge of their seats, having worked so hard to get the party to this point. You smiled, knowing that one of the best parts of D&D was finally taking down the big bad. In this case, you had prepared a beholder for them to fight. It would be no easy task. The fight should have required them to work together in an epic battle of wits, magic and melee attacks. Only, when everyone rolled initiative, Lucifer went first. The eldest smiled as his eyes sparked menacingly. "For my bonus action, I'd like to use my hex blade's curse on it, which allows me to add my plus four proficiency bonus to all damage, and makes any rolls of nineteen or twenty critical hits. I will then use my long sword with divine smite at third level to attack him and attack him again using my extra attack," barely giving you time to process what he said, Lucifer rolled his dice twice. "And that would be a nineteen and a natural twenty, meaning they're both criticals due to the curse. That should hit, yes?" "Wha-" You could only watch as Lucifer, now with twice the amount of damage due to his critical rolls pulled out a disgusting number of dice and rolled them all. And of course, with his luck, they all rolled high. "So that's 90 points of damage plus the extra damage from the curse and the bonus from my duelist ability per attack, brings this 102 points," he smugly perched his chin on top of his hands as the table gaped at him. You gulped and looked down at the beholder's character sheet, "Y-You just took o-over half of his hit points in one round..." His grin widened at the information, "What, like it's hard?" You never got the chance to finish the game, as Satan burst into his demon form and pounced on Lucifer, the eldest laughing like a mad man, while Levi tore up his character sheet in a fit of jealous rage. Levi never asked to play with everyone again after that. ***This was just so self-indulgent and I just- I loved it. It combined two of my favourite things and I have never been happier. This was more crack than fluff, but either way, it was fun and I hope you nerds out there enjoyed it 🥰 Thanks again for the request @bagelsinatoaster!*** Taglist: @mimik248 @roseytoesy @ester-is-here

[euphoriyoongi]

♥︎ So this is Love ♥︎ k.s.j

A Cinderella Story

Requested by: @baby-mochi123

♥︎ Summary:

As an orphan living with your late fathers disgrace of a wife and two step sisters, you’re hidden away from the world. That is, until the King gets inpatient for grandchildren, and invites all maidens to the royal ball.

♥︎ Genre: royalty au, Cinderella-themed, love at first sight, comedy

♥︎ Word count: 5.6k

♥︎ Warnings: none

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Once upon a time in a far away land, there was tiny kingdom…

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Ever since your father died, life has been rough.

You could barely remember the times you used to play in the grass fields with your mother, or the time you ripped the bottom of your dress as you fell.

Those memories were distant. Nearly gone. Your father remarried after your mother died, and the woman he married was more of a devil than anything. She would act all sweet to you when your father was around, but behind closed doors she disgraced and belittled you.

When your father passed away, she became more evil than before, which was hard to imagine. She was already so terrifying, but now it seemed as though she had something against you.

You were fully grown now, able to do everything for yourself. But yet, you were forced to like in a crammed attic of their home, while your two step sisters enjoyed lavish rooms and jewelry. It was unfair, but you made yourself worth living. With all of the chores and the dust and dirt you'd have to clean up every day, you still had your pride.

You lived in solidarity up and away from the vicious people you could never call family, and the only friends you could call your own were the rats that populated the walls.

The terribly loud clock broke you away from your slumber and bells began to ding, signaling it was time to make breakfast. They forced to go serve them as they lay in bed, and all you wanted was to be able to eat what you made. There would only ever be enough for the three of them and their cat—which was fittingly named Lucifer—and never any for you. That was probably why you were so thin.

"Y/n!!" Your stepmother's voice bellowed through the walls continuously, hailing you to begin her breakfast. She always yelled like she was going to starve if you didn't get it to her in time which wasn't true. She was bigger-boned and had plenty of meat on her bones, and always concealed it with a super tight corset that she would claim her real waist.

"Y/n?! Where's breakfast?" Your step sister screeched at you from her bedroom as you walked by. You ignored her and continued to walk to the kitchen. "Hey! Don't ignore me! Mother, Y/N is ignoring me again!"

You continued to walk to the kitchen and once you got there you began to prepare breakfast. You scrambled up the food and poured tea, and then placed it on 3 plates to bring to them.

As you brought them all their breakfast, your stepmother beckoned you to come into her room. Before you entered, your two ugly step sisters blocked the door. "You're gonna get it bad, Y/N."

You brushed them off again and made your way through the double doors or your stepmother's room, the cat following you in.

The cat glided it's way through the dark room and jumped onto the large bed, curling up into the arms of a dark looking figure. She didn't speak.

"Stepmother—"

"Shut it." She hissed as she pet her cat, who was as dark as the room. His eyes were the only visible part of him. "Seems like you have a lot of time on your hands. Let's put it to good use."

You stayed silent and listened to what she had to say. You knew it was going to be chores, and you just wished you could have some alone time to yourself.

"You have full chore duty today. That includes folding the laundry, washing dishes, scrubbing to floors, sewing your step sisters' dresses and oh—don't forget the garden."

You sighed. "Yes Step-mother."

You had no way out of it. It was all you could do to respect your father.

You could've swore you saw the cat smirk. "Oh yes, one more thing. Don't forget to bathe the cat."

Over the hill was the large grandeur of a palace, where the king and his son lived.

The king was getting impatient, wondering when his son would give him grandchildren. He wasn't getting any younger, and wished to see children before he passed.

Kim Seokjin, the only prince of the kingdom, hasn't even had the thought of settling down yet. He wasn't as young as he used to be, but he thought no one could be his match. The prince was away on business, but was coming home tonight.

His father decided to send out invitations to every eligible maiden in the kingdom to a royal ball, hoping at least one of them will catch his eye.

So it wouldn't seem suspicious, he figured he could plan this ball for his return, and have all the women there for him.

Tonight was the night he planned for the ball. He then sent out all the invitations, hoping for the best.

As you were scrubbing the floor, a thin piece of paper slid through the mail slot on the door and landed right at your feet. You picked it up and didn't bother reading it, you weren't the best at reading anyway. You did notice it was from the palace.

Your step family was upstairs as they were practicing their music skills and you walked up the stairs to interrupt.

You knocked softly, but your step mother screamed as you entered. "Y/n! What did I say about interrupting—"

"This just came from the palace!" You excitedly murmured, and held your hand out for your step mother to grab it.

"There's to be a ball...every eligible maiden is to attend!" She cried out and looked to her daughter's who were jumping up and down.

"We're both eligible!!" They screamed simultaneously, happily shaking the floorboards.

Your eyes lit up when you heard what she said. "That means I can go, too!" You said, covering your mouth with your hand in excitement.

One of your step sisters snickered. "Yeah, right! Her dancing with our prince! That's impossible.

"Greetings your highness, would you mind holding my broom." The other sister giggled as she mocked you.

After their laughs ended, you spoke up again. "Well, why not? I am part of the family. And it says by royal command..."

The sisters looked at each other and then at their mom. "Well...I can't see why you couldn't go..." she stared down at the piece of paper. "If you get all your work done and find something suitable to wear.."

"Yes step mother I sure will!" You smiled as you made your way out. "Thank you."

You ran as fast as you could up the steps to plan your outfit, knowing you have your mothers old dress locked away in a chest.

You noticed it was a bit outdated, so you looked through your sewing book to see any changes you could make to it.

Just as you finally thought you reached happiness it faded away just as quickly as it happened. You were beckoned again to start your chores and now you wouldn't have nearly enough time to sew the dress.

As you worked your ass off to clean and get things done, time flew. You thought you didn't have a change at going to the ball now, especially when you heard the carriage reach the chateau. You sighed. As if your day couldn't get any worse. Your step mother opened her door when she heard you walk by. "Y/nN my dear, why aren't you dressed?"

Your two step sisters peaked out of the doorframe, awaiting your answer. "Ah, I'm not going."

They all smirked, but tried to cover it. "That's too bad. Maybe next time." She cooed and shut the door to get her daughters ready.

You made your way back up to your humble living space, and your shoulders were hunched as you walked up the stairs. You really thought you had a chance for yourself this time. You hated being someone's maid, and you wished things would be different. You had hoped this was the chance to break out of your shell and this house and follow your dreams. Dreams of meeting your one and only true love.

As you entered your room you peered out the window, staining at the tree branches that blocked the moonlight. You sighed, deep in thought.

A sudden creek came from your closet, and the door began to open slowly. You nearly screeched when you saw a dozen rats run out of it, but when your eyes landed on the gorgeous dress that was hung up, you glanced at the little rodents.

"How the hell did you do that? Was that some kind of sorcery?" You stared at the dress with wide eyes, trying to figure out how tiny rats were able to stitch and sew. Maybe you were going crazy. "Thank you..I guess." You said sincerely, but still couldn't wrap your mind around it all.

You rushed to get ready and tossed on all your accessories, including a beautiful jade necklace that sat on the corner of your desk. You were unsure about how it got there, but figured it was the rats with superpowers and carried on with your plans.

You rushed down the stairs as you noticed that they were about to open the door to leave. "Wait for me!" You yelled as you ran, hoping they wouldn't give you any trouble. "I'm ready."

"Mother you can't let her go! It's not fair!" The ugliest sister growled as she tossed her hands in the air.

The other sister huffed and crossed her arms over her chest. "This is disgraceful!"

"Now girls...a promise is a promise." Your step mother smirked as she neared you, reaching a hand out to cradle your jade necklace. "Isn't this beautiful, what do you think—"

"No it's ugly—wait! That's my necklace! She stole it!" She hissed reaching out towards it. "Gimme that!" As she grabbed onto it she yanked it, and the necklace broke, sending all the beads to dance across the floor.

You gasped as that happened, and the other sister barely gave you enough time to get a grip when she began to tear your dress from bottom to top. They both  aggressively tried to tear it apart, not a care in the world about how you felt about it. It was your mothers dress after all, and now all that's left is the torn fabric that fell from your shoulder.

"Girls, girls. Let's not be too hasty. I don't want you upsetting yourselves." Your stepmother softly spoke, side-eying you as if she didn't see the whole debacle. "Let's go, we'll be late." She said, leaving you all alone in the large empty house, torn to pieces.

You couldn't help but start to cry. You tried your best to be able to go, even trusted rats to fix up your dress. But now your dress was ruined and you were crying, subconsciously finding yourself in the garden under your favorite willow tree.

"It's just no use at all.." you cried out as you laid your head down onto the bench, kneeling. "There's nothing left to believe in anymore."

You let your tears fall, completely oblivious to the bench that somehow turned into the lap of a man. His hand softly stroke your head, listening to you cry.

"Nothing? You don't really mean that, right?" His soothing voice spoke out, and you'd think it would've broke you out of your funk, but it didn't. You still sat there with your head in his lap and cried.

"Yeah, I do mean that—"

"No you don't, or I wouldn't be here." He shrugged and you finally realized something wasn't normal. You sat yourself back and gasped at the boy in front of you. He had dazzling blue hair and eyes to match, with a beautiful pink gown on. He looked very feminine and approachable. Sparkles danced around his figure and he held something that looked like a wand in his right hand.

"Wha—" you rubbed your eyes, trying to understand was was in front of you. First it was artsy rats, now...a fairy?!

He reached around your arms and slowly lifted you up. "Okay, you definitely can't go to the ball looking like...that." He clicked his tongue and shook his head. "We have to hurry."

He glanced around, almost as if he was trying to find something. "Now what did I do with that damn wand, I swear I lose it every time.."

Your eyes widened. "Wand? Then you must be—"

"Your fairy godfather—god that's so strange to say. How bout your god-daddy" he shook his head as he covered his mouth. "Wait no that sounds to provocative. Just call me Jimin." He smiled, and then continued to look for his wand.

You glanced at his right hand, which held a long stick-like thing. "Uh...is that it? In your hand?"

"Now who do you take me for? Im not that dumb I—wait, you're right. I guess I am that dumb." He scratched his head in embarrassment and shook it off. "Okay. I say the first thing you need is a pumpkin."

"A..pumpkin?" You questioned, glancing over at the pumpkin patch that was part of the garden.

"Yes. Now what we're the magic words?" He wondered out loud, scratching his chin. "Ah! Bippity boppity boo bitch!"

And just as ridiculous as the magic words were, a grand carriage blossomed from the pumpkin. You were at a loss for words as you glanced from the carriage to Jimin, shaking your head in astonishment. "How'd  you do that?"

He smiled. "Magic, I guess." He said not too confidently, looking from you to the little rats around your feet. "Now you need horses."

You looked down and the rats and giggled. You could've sworn you were in a fever dream right now. How was all of this possible?

With the flick of his wrist, Jimin turned the cute little rats into large white horses, standing high and mighty as they were ready to pull the carriage.

You didn't even take notice to an actual horse that stood next to Jimin, patiently waiting to have his turn with magic. "Now you need a coachman.." he muttered and waved his wand at the horse, transforming it into a human man. He sat at the reins of the horses, ready to go.

"Okay what the hell is going on here?" You blinked frantically as you tried to understand what was happening in front of you. How could such a gorgeous man be a fairy, and how could said gorgeous man turn a horse into a person?

Maybe you were high or something.

"Aha. Now, it's your turn." He turned to you with his wand and winked. He looked you up and down and bit his lip, then looked into your eyes. "You're super hot and all, but that dress is a no no."

He waved his wand up to the sky and did a little twirl, and you couldn't help but chuckle at how ridiculous he looked. But all of a sudden a large wave of sparkles encased your body, spiraling around you with high speed. You looked down in confusion, then when it all stopped, what was left was a beautiful silvery-blue dress that sparkled as much as the stars.

"Woah..." you breathed, spinning around in it. It was absolutely stunning, you didn't even want to question how he did it. He then fixed up your hair and makeup, and last but not least, your shoes.

You had a weird shoe size. It was a bit too small for your body, so most of the time it was hard to find ones that fit. So when Jimin magically put sparkling glass heels onto you, you gasped in disbelief.

They sparkled even more than the dress, but all in all you sparkled more than the night sky. "This is like a dream.." you murmured in awe.

"Okay, I'm done." He chuckled, crossing his hands across his chest. "Just one more thing."

"What is it?" You asked him, on edge to go to the palace.

"This is all a façade, okay? Just like all dreams, it won't last forever." He looked into your eyes. "It won't last after midnight. Everything will go back to how it was before."

You nodded. At least that gave you enough time to try to meet the prince. "Okay. I'll be out of the palace before that."

He nodded, then gasped and it nearly scared you. "Okay, you gotta go or you'll be late."

He shooed you into the carriage and as you sat down, the horses that were once rats took off, leaving Jimin in the dust. When you looked back you noticed his little wave, then all of a sudden he disappeared into thin air, making this whole situation even weirder.

When you approached the castle, you noticed how grand it was. With it standing so tall it looked like it hit the clouds, and the beautiful stones that held it all together. This was a dream in life itself that sadly had to end, but you were going to make the most of it.

Currently inside the palace, the king organized all of the women to be introduced to the prince one by one. But everytime a promising woman would walk up, it was almost as if he would yawn at the sight of them.

The prince stood tall in the great hall, barely giving any women a second glance. He didn't want any of them, and just wanted to find someone himself. His father and the arch duke sat up high on the balcony, looking down on the scene. Seokjin looked up, noticing how aggravated his father looked.

You approached the grand steps to enter the ballroom, the sides lined with guards. You looked over at them when you noticed they were looking at you, and continued your walk up a hundred red-velvet covered stairs.

Your step sisters were currently being introduced, you took notice to that as you walked into the room. The far side wall was open, leaving only the beautiful night sky to be viewed. What you didn't take notice of was that the prince stopped in his tracks and was standing at you wide eyed.

Seokjin couldn't help himself. The two girls that were in front of him were such a bore. When he bowed respectfully to them and straightened up he noticed you, where you were directly in his line of vision with the dark sky surrounding you, making it seem like you were sparkling.

He had to meet you. The way you spun around to music that wasn't even being played or the way he just glanced at you once and could've sworn he fell in love, he knew he had to at least know your name.

He pushed past the two sisters and stepped toward you, determined to make you his bride.

He reached out a hand towards your shoulder. "Hello, miss?" Jin said politely, his dark hair pushed up to reveal his forehead. "How come I don't know who you are?"

His father took notice to his interest, and hurriedly signaled the band to play the waltz.

When the music ran through the room, you didn't even have time to answer him. He was breathtakingly beautiful, almost like a prince. Little did you know that he was one.

"Would you like to dance with me?" He asked you and held onto you hand, raising it to kiss the back of it.

You shivered in delight, knowing you fell for him at first sight. It seemed like he did, too. So much for marrying a prince, you didn't care who this guy was at this moment. "I'd love to."

He held your hand as you both made your way to the center of the ballroom, watching all of the women cry in disbelief.

He slid his hands down to your waist and you held your hands onto his shoulders. You moved in sync, your lips just a few inches away from his. His eyes were stunningly dark and mysterious with hair to match. His lips were plump, almost pillow-like and you wondered how they would feel against yours.

You couldn't get enough of him, you were lost in him. In his touch, in his eyes, in his heart. He was also captivated by you and had no doubt you were the one out of all these women.

"Who is she, mother? I've never seen her before." The step sister asked as she tried to get a good look of you from the crowd.

"We'll Ive never—wait a minute...something is familiar about her." Your stepmother wondered, but before she could get a good look, they moved their way out onto the terrace, now all alone without anyone watching.

After the dance was over he held you in his arms, brushing a stray strand away from your face. He smiled at you when he noticed your blush.

He grabbed your hand, holding onto it tightly as he took you into the garden, both of you in bliss.

You both sat down on the edge of a large fountain, not taking notice to the clock behind it. It was nearing midnight, but you were so lost in his charm that you didn't even pay attention.

He sat next you you closely, and looked from your eyes to your lips. "You're beautiful. I hope you know that." He said to you as he leaned in farther. "So, so beautiful."

His lips grazed yours softly, but before it could turn into a kiss, the clock struck twelve behind you, bellowing a loud noise. You whipped your head around and noticed the time. "Oh my god!"

You stood up abruptly, and his hand that was on your thigh flew up as you stood. "What's wrong?" He wondered with worry, noticing how frantic you were.

"It's midnight!" You cried, holding onto your dress like it was going to disappear.

"Yeah..so.." he trailed off, hoping that this night would go farther.

You shook your head and turned to leave. "I have to go." You said sadly, but his hand grabbed yours before you could run off.

"You can't leave now—"

"I have to!" You said as you looked frantically back and forth, hoping nothing would disappear right now.

"But why?" He asked softly. He didn't want you to leave. He had so much more he wanted to say to you, he didn't even know your name.

You had to make up an excuse. "I—uh...the prince! I haven't met the prince yet!" You said and nodded. "Yeah, that's right."

"The..prince?" He asked. Didn't she know it was him? "But didn't you know that I—"

The clock bellowed again, sending you hurriedly looking for the way out. "Goodbye!" You said and bowed, and ran off back into the palace to find your way down those beautiful velvet steps.

"Wait! I don't even know your..." he trailed off as he ran after you. "Name.."

Before he could catch you, all the women blocked his leave and surrounded him, all blabbing something he wasn't paying attention to. All he saw was the beautiful girl he fell in love with run down the stairs, only leaving a glass heel behind.

You ran out of the palace and jumped into your carriage which was thankfully still intact. It rode off and it started to slowly change.

The carriage began to soften like how it was before and transitioned into a large pumpkin, and the horses morphed back into the small rats they once were. Everything was a blur and all of a sudden you fell to the ground with a thud, picking yourself up and scurried with the animals to hide in the forest as the palace guards ran straight, smashing the pumpkin that was once a carriage.

It was quiet now, you stared down at your tattered dress. The cute little rats stood by your feet, trying to get you to notice that you still had one glass slipper. It didn't disappear with the rest of it.

That was all you had left of that night, and you went back home holding it tightly, dreaming about the man you nearly kissed.

The next morning the prince paced back and forth in his room, trying to figure out a way to find her.

Seokjin was never like this. He was always calm and collected, but something ticked in his mind when he met you. He needed to find a way to get you back into his arms. He didn't even get to kiss you.

He held the heel you left behind in his hand and came up with a great idea. He needed to have this heel reach every maiden's household to see if it fit. The problem is, it could fit any number of the girls. He’d just have to wish for the best. His father would never let him out of the palace to do it himself though.

The grand duke was willing. After figuring out the plans, the duke took off to find the girl of the prince's dreams.

“Y/N!” Your stepmother cried out angrily. “Where are you?” She paced up the stairs but stopped as soon as she heard you.

“I’m right here.” She spoke out as you exited one of the rooms downstairs. She always seemed to rush you even if you were doing a great job.

“Where are the girls?” The looked anywhere but you as she asked this, only ever worrying about her own daughters.

You set down the broom you had in your hand and sighed. “They’re still sleeping.”

She rushed up the steps in anxiousness and you wondered what was the matter. You walked into the kitchen and grabbed the tea for them quickly and ran upstairs, only to overhear their conversation.

“What’s wrong, mother?” Both the sisters were in the same room, both tired and yawning up a storm.

“He’ll be here any minute!” She rushed, pulling back the curtains to bring light inside the room.

“Who?” They asked simultaneously with a yawn.

“The grand duke. He’s been hunting all night.” She rooted through her daughter’s wardrobe. “For that girl! The one that lost her slipper at the ball last night. Apparently he’s madly in love with her.”

“The duke?” One of them asked, only to be interrupted loudly.

You walked into the doorway at this moment, looking back and forth at the sisters and your stepmother.

“No, the prince!”

You stopped in your tracks. So that man you met—the man you nearly kissed—was the prince?

You gasped. “The prince?” The glass teapot that was in your hands slipped through your fingers, sending shards all over the floor.

“You clumsy fool! Clean that up!”

You couldn’t even pay attention or acknowledge the fact that you were spoken to. The only thing you did was slowly fall to the floor and clean it it without paying close attention. You couldn’t believe it. You…met the prince?

“Why are you telling us this then? If he’s so in love with that other girl?”

Your stepmother side glanced you and continued to root through the wardrobe. “Because not even the prince knows who she is. The glass slipper is the only clue. So one of you must fit into it.”

You glanced up as you cleaned the mess, listening intently to what was going on. “The grand duke was ordered to try it on every maiden in the kingdom. If the shoe fits, that girl will be the prince’s bride by order of the king!”

“Bride?” You whispered in shock, still unable to wrap this around your head.

As the sisters clashed together in search for clothing you saw yourself out, blissfully dancing to the door to your room.

Your stepmother watched you as you swayed, and she narrowed her eyes. Something was certainly fishy about you, and she didn’t have the time to let you become someone better than her daughters. She sneaked up the stairs and peaked through the door, watching you as you sang lovingly in the mirror.

You coughed of glimpse of her in the corner of your eye and turned around, only to see her slide the key into her pocket and lock the door, slamming it.

“No no no!” You cried out, running to the door. “You can’t leave me in here!” You banged on it with your fists as hard as you can, only to hear her footsteps slowly disappear.

You set your back against the door and slid down to the floor. How were you supposed to meet the prince now? How would he ever find you?

You lost all your hope. When you heard the trumpets sound that the duke was here, your heart dropped to your stomach. You let a few tears fall, upset that no one here would even care enough about you. It spoke a thousand words when your step mother locked the door on you, not caring if you needed anything, or to be happy for you if it was your slipper.

The duke came into the house and glanced down at the two sisters who definitely weren’t the prince’s cup of tea. He still had to do his job anyway. He read out the decree and told the older sister to sit down first to try it on. When the glass slipper seemed like it fit like a glove he stood back in awe, that is, until she lifted her foot up and it was only covering half of it.

Meanwhile, the magic rats were up to something. The smallest one was able to gently slide into your stepmother’s pocket. The others stood by and were able to reach it when the small rat lifted it up. They hurriedly rushed the key up the stairs, but it was a bit heavy for them. This was going to take a while.

The duke sighed and shook his head. “Let’s try the next young lady.”

The next sister tried to forcibly squeeze her way into it. She kept complaining that her foot was just swollen today and kept trying. The duke sat there with a frown, knowing that it wasn’t either of these girls. “Are you sure there isn’t another maiden in this household?” He asked you stepmother, grabbing onto the heel and keeping it safe.

The rats were tired, but were able to reach the top of the steps. Now it was time for you to shine.

“No, there’s no one else here—“

“Your grace! Wait!” You cried and rushed down the grand steps of the chateau. “May I try it on?”

The duke’s eyes widened as he took notice to your appearance and smiled. He signaled his servant forward as you reached the bottom of the stairwell.

Your stepmother rolled her eyes. “Don’t pay attention to her.”

“She’s just y/n! A nobody!”

“Madam.” He stood sternly next to your stepmother. “My orders were every maiden. Now if you would excuse me.”

He motioned you to sit down in the chair and beckoned his servant to bring the glass slipper towards you. As he came closer, your stepmother stuck her foot out, only to come to the servant tripping, which sent the glass slipper flying through the air until it smashed right before your feet.

You weren’t too worried about it—since you had the other slipper—but the duke nearly cried and he tried to piece it together. “No no no, this is terrible!” He cried out. “What could we do?”

You smiled at him and then glanced to your stepmother, who was smirking. You always new she was no good for you. But now you were done. “Perhaps..if it would help?” You slid the other slipper out from behind you. “The other slipper?”

He gasped and grabbed ahold of it excitedly. He reached down to slide it onto your foot, and when it fit, he breathed a sigh of relief. The prince could finally be happy.

~

Bells chimed and people cried out as you rushed down the stairs of the palace in your grand wedding Dress, holding onto Seokjin’s hand tightly with a smile. This was a dream come true. A fairy tale. Everything worked out for you at the end of it.

Here you were in the back of a carriage taking you both somewhere for alone time, but you couldn’t help but blush as his hands cradled your face. “I’m so glad I found you, y/n.”

You stared lovingly into his eyes, glancing down at his lips slightly. “I’m so glad you wanted to find me, Seokjin.”

He stared at you like no one has ever before. He looked at you with such intent it nearly made you melt. His eyes glanced from your eyes to your lips and once again he leaned it for a kiss, this time actually happening.

His lips softly touched yours, slowly moving into you as his hands cradled your face like you were glass. You wrapped your arms around his neck to deepen this kiss, so in love with each other.

All this struggle, and now here you were in each others arms, happily in love and wishing it would never end.

And they lived happily ever after.

[tsuy4n]

An Mc who swears in different languages when hungry.

Lots of swearing lol.

"Hehe~ It's finally lunch time."

Mc happily said while holding a tray full of food at the cafeteria and walking towards the table which is occupied by the demon brothers.

And of course, some random demon bumps into you because they were playing around, resulting for you to fall down and the food to scatter on the floor.

"..."

"Oh sh*t. Hey, human. Are you okay?"

The demon ask then letting out a chuckle, along with his friends.

"It's your fault for walking around slowly like a turtle."

Taking a deep breathe, you stand up and brush your hand through your hair with a dark look.

"Ha..Just so you know..."

You spoke out lowly with a growl.

"I won't go easy on you Malaka." (Greek swear word: A**hole)

The demons felt small after you spoke such in a dangerous and low manner at them with a look of resentment, while also wondering what you just said at your last statement.

"Why the f*ck would you play around inside a cafeteria? Is this kindergarten?"

The demons starts to shake and feel more smaller at the bloodlust oozing out of them.

"You're all mother f*cking thousands of old and yet you still act like some shitty little brats."

The brothers notice the commotion as the the cafeteria went a little quiet than earlier. Staring at each other they all had the same thoughts inside their minds.

Mc.

"I waited patiently just to get my food and ni jäveler go play around and bump into me? And even blame me?" (Swedish: you b*stards)

"W-We were j-"

"Shut your disgusting trashy foetidus ad os." (Latin: trashy, smelly mouth.)

The demon quickly shuts up and even covers their mouth, confused at what they just said.

"You are demons but you sure don't act like one. So for that.."

Mc kneels down in front them and smiles coldly.

"I will gladly show you how a real demon is like today."

"Mc!"

Mammon shouts from the crowd along with his brothers.

"Ah, great time Mammon!"

You said, changing your tone into a sweet one which was more scarier than earlier.

"This sh*t heads."

You point at them with a bright smile.

"Will you please erase their existence today?"

Beelzebub scoops you up into his arms, carrying you like a sack of potatoes.

"Hey! Put me down! Those poops still haven't paid for my food yet!"

Everyone stares at the shouting Mc who was being carried by the avatar of gluttony.

"I'll be back to kick your asses, sik kafalilar! Especially you! Sh*t colored haired demon arse!!"

Leviathan has recorded everything while laughing, along with Asmo. Satan was looking proud at them while following suit.

"Mc's really something when they're hungry.. It's funny."

Belphegor comments while following them as well.

"Yeah, even though there's some words I don't understand."

Asmo laughs out while Lucifer stays behind to apologize for the commotion you caused while glaring menacingly at the 3 demons who bumped into you, especially the brown haired.

"I think I heard the others questioning about what Mc just said. Malaka is swear word in Greek, and sik..kafalilar is "you d*ck..heads" in Turkish.."

Satan lets out an amused chuckle while the others were amazed by your unique swearing words.

"Back at the human realm Mc used to travel around different places 'cuz of their dad's job."

Mammon informs, looking proud of the information he gave.

"And how do you know that?"

Satan questions in a deadpan manner.

"'Cuz I'm their first."

The white haired confidently replied while rubbing his finger under his nose.

"That did not make any sense at all, stupid Mammon."

Belphegor deadpans while Asmodeus chuckles.

"You must've gone through Lucifer's office to get Mc's information, isn't that right?"

Mammon flinches and starts to avoid eye contact.

"Can't wait for Lucifer to find out, lol."

Leviathan adds with a laugh.

"H-Hey!"

They all laughed at Mammon's reaction as they enter Diavolo's office, seeing the Demon Lord, his butler, the two angels and human sorcerer, and Beel.

"Are you feeling better now, Mc?"

Solomon ask while chuckling and staring at you, who's eating delicious foods as Beel tries his best to hold back as he doesn't want to anger you.

"Yep! Thanks for the food, Lord Diavolo and Barbatos!"

Diavolo smiles brightly, along with Barbatos who nodded his head as a reply.

"I got some cupcakes here Mc!"

Luke announces with a smile.

"Eat slowly or you'll choke, Mc."

Simeon warns softly with a chuckle.

"It's like we have a second Beel, but scarier."

Levi sighs out while shaking his head.

"I agree with you."

Satan spoke while nodding his head along with the others.

-

"Who the f*ck ate my pudding?! Ya all best bugger off my belongings!"

You shout around the house of Lamentation with a growling stomach as you stomp through the hallways.

"Ssi-bal!" (F*ck in korean.)

"They're swearing in a different language now. Go get some food."

Lucifer orders Beelzebub, who quickly took action.

"I swear! When I catch that, that, that Hijo de puta!!" (Spanish: Son of a b*tch.)

Leviathan laughs quietly while recording Mc, who looks like a small child getting angry at someone for stealing their candy, cute but very scary.

"Porca miseria!" (Italian: Dammit)

At the moment, Mc looks like a raging dragon who's breathing out fire.

"Oh, hey Mc- What's wrong..?"

Belphegor ask while yawning as you huff.

"Where the f*ck is my mother f*cking pudding?! Did you ate it?!"

Belphegor stood there stunned, not understanding what the human just said because they spoke in an foreign language.

"Huh? What..?"

"Nasan ang p*tangina kong pudding!" (Filipino: where is my mother f*cking pudding)

Satan arrives at the scene, after hearing all the ruckus.

"I think...that's a Filipino language???"

He states, quite unsure.

"Mc, you need to calm down."

Lucifer spoke with a sigh as Asmodeus skips towards the crowd with a smile.

"Hey, guys—"

"S i t!"

The brothers obeys your order, wincing in pain at the sudden action.

"Argh- why am I included too?!"

Leviathan exclaims, a cold sweat running down his forehead.

"W-What...my buttttt!"

Asmo whines out

"Quién diablos robaria mi comida???"

"They're speaking in a complete language now."

Belphegor deadpans while watching you go back and forth.

"What happened for Mc to look so stressed right now? Did anyone stole something? I swear if this is all Mammon's doing—"

Asmo growls and rubs his butt.

"What did they say anyways?"

Leviathan questions beside Satan.

"Who on earth would even steal my food, is what they're saying in Spanish right now."

"Oh, then this is Beel's fault!"

Asmo exclaims as Lucifer lets out a frustrated sigh.

"And what's taking him so long? Mc's getting worse here."

The black haired sighs out again.

"And where's Mammon?"

Beelzebub soon arrives and as he did, he shoves a bread in your mouth.

"Eat this first, and calm yourself, then we can go find the culprit."

He simply said with a smile which you obeyed.

"Better?"

Swallowing the bread, you flash a bright smile at Beel, patting his shoulder as you can't reach his head.

"Hey, Hey! Mammon's back!"

The avatar of Greed shouts out while carrying a box with desserts.

"Mc! This is for you."

He said as he smiles brightly while handing you the small white box.

"They're from madam scream's, so ya better be grateful!"

Without even thinking, you jumped onto Mammon, giving him a hug with a bright smile which the brothers didn't like.

"So, uh, about that pudding..."

You let go of Mammon, quickly getting the hint as you flash another smile and taking the desserts away.

"Oh, so you're the one responsible for that. Well, I forgive you since you replaced it with high quality ones."

As you continue to smile, you point your thumb behind.

"But I don't know about your brothers."

"MAAAAMOOOONNNN.."

Lucifer growls out, menace written all over his face.

"Yikes!"

Mammon shrieks out as his brothers glares at him, making the white haired to quickly flee away and the brothers to chase after him.

While the other brothers chase after the second born, Belphegor stayed behind and just shook it off.

"Let's go to the attic, Beel, Mc."

He said with a smile on his face, which Beel and you replied with a nod and a smile, ignoring the ruckus behind you three.

"Let's go~! that bread wasn't enough to satisfy my hunger."

"You know Mc. I think you're actually the scariest when angry."

Belphegor said as the three of you starts to head to he attic.

"I agree with that. Your probably scarier than Lucifer."

You hum after Beel's statement.

"I'm sorry for always causing trouble..I just can't hold back my anger whenever I'm famished."

Beel and Belpie laughs together.

"It's fine. It's actually amusing to see you swear in different languages."

-Belphegor

"Yeah, and I can totally relate to you whenever you get angry out of hunger."

-Beelzebub

"COME BACK HERE YOU SCUMBAG!"

-Leviathan

"IF I CATCH I SWEAR I'LL DESTROY YOU! BECAUSE OF YOU WE HAD TO EXPERIENCE SUCH A THING FROM MC!!"

-Asmo

"THERE'S NO POINT IN HIDING, MAMMON."

-Satan

"MAAAMMOONNN!!"

-Lucifer

"SOMEONE SAVE ME!! MCCCC!!"

-Mammon

"Ahh, this pudding is so good."

-Mc

"SAVE ME!! PLEASEEEE!!!"

[simeonisalesbian]

It’s fucking colder than a witch’s tit out here

Some purely self indulgent fluff.

my plan originally with this was to have a big cuddle pile but I got carried away... but I do want to share the wholesome image of Mc sitting on Beel's lap, Belphie lying in front of the head in their lap. Mammon and Asmo on either side of them either clinging to their arm or just holding their hand. Levi, I playing his switch next to Belphie in front of Asmo, Satan is reading a book next to him. And Lucifer is sitting next to Mammon happy that his brothers aren't killing each other for once.

I’m soft for these fuckin demons they’re so cute. anyway have fun reading!

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The fact that hell was always fire and burning was a fucking lie. Well not entirely. In summer it was as hot as, well, hell. But now that it was winter hell had seemingly frozen over. Which could have been nice if the house of Lamination wasn’t so old and drafty.

Mc pulled the blankets closer to their body as they shivered. “This shit is ridiculous,” They mumbled, pulling out their D.D.D. to text the group chat.

Mc smiled at the messages grabbing a couple blankets and a pillow. It didn’t leave much room to help Beel carry the snacks but hopefully, it would work out.

When Mc made it to the kitchen they were greeted by both Beel and Satan.  

"Ah, there you are Mc." Satan smiled from the cabinet where he was grabbing various mugs. "If you want marshmallows with your hot cocoa then you should take them from Beel before he eats the entire bag."

"They're goob" Beel managed to say with a mouthful of marshmallows while handing the bag over to them.

"And they'll be just as good in the hot cocoa," Satan replied, sighing. "You can both head up. I'll bring these when I'm done."

"Alright. What can I help carry?" Mc said turning their attention to the mountain of food Beel had managed to gather.

"Your arms look full already. I can manage to carry the majority of it." Beel said confident in his snack holding abilities, picking up the pile. "Can you pick anything up that falls though?" He said watching a bag of chips fall from the top.

After making it up to the attic with a few more bags in their arms than when they started, Mc gasped at the situation in front of them. Beel had said that they made a pillow fort but this all resembled a castle. Hw there were enough pillows and blankets for it all Mc would never know.

"Good you guys are here. Maybe you can shut them up." Belphie poked his head up from the small pile of blankets and pillows he nested into.

Across the room, Levi and Mammon were bickering over a laptop.

"I wanted to watch I Made a Witch Mad so she Turned me into an Old Woman and now I'm Falling in Love with a Wizard in a Moving House!  Not your stupid normie movie!"

"Hey! I'll have you know this movie has some of the best action scenes! Oi! Mc! You agree with me right?" Mammon turned his attention to the human who had gotten closer to the laptop to see the movies.

"Why don't we just watch both of them? I like them both. I'm the one who recommended both of them anyway." Mc shrugged not wanting to upset either demon.

"Yeah, but which movie first Mc?! You gotta pick!"

"They don't have to pick. You two are both adults if you can't figure it among yourselves." The oldest brother spoke up from behind.

Both demons quickly hushed glancing between each other and the laptop.

"I wasn't sure if you were coming Lucifer." Mc turned smiling at the older demon. He didn't seem very interested when he was texting.

"Someone has to keep the peace here Mc. The house would be in shambles if I didn't." Lucifer let a small smile. "Besides I haven't actually seen all my brothers this excited to be in a room together for years. You do have quite the effect on them."

'And on you.' Mc thought to themselves saving him the embarrassment of hearing it said out loud.

"The party can now start!" Asmo said loudly announcing his presence in the doorway.

"Asmo please don't throw your arms out. If I'd spill any of these, I'm dumping the rest oh you." Satan says from behind the more flamboyant brother, holding the tray of hot cocoa.

"Aw, you're no fun," Asmo said, pouting playfully. "Anyway I brought matching face masks for us all, and all of my nail polish. I wasn't sure what color you would want Mc so you can pick one!"

"YES! I WIN!"

"No fairrr…"

"Both of you keep it down. The pillow fort requires quiet."

"What sort of stupid rules are those?"

"My stupid rules, stupid Mammon. Beel and I built it so we get to make the rules."  

Mc smiled sitting down on the ground next to Beel and took the hot cocoa Satan was passing out. The room was crowded and loud with all eight of them there, but they wouldn’t have it any other way.

[mageofseven]

Part two of this Anon's ask! Part one with the Brothers can be found here.

Diavolo:

The prince was trying to balance the pen on top of his nose. He had been in his office for hours as he went through paperwork and the man was losing his focus.

Beep.

Yes! A distraction! The demon let his pen fall to the desk as he picked up his phone.

'Ddddd I love you 🥰'

The prince grinned.

'I love you too, my Queen! 😘' He texted back then added. 'What are you up to?'

'Wiiinne.'

Ah so that explains it. They're drinking the wine he got them for their birthday.

'Aw. You opened it without me. Aren't you naughty?'

'😔'

'What's that face for, my dear?'

'Youre t9o busyy to spend tim e wth me 😢'

The prince frowned and rose from his desk.

'Where are you? I'm coming now.'

'Ou r room.'

The prince left the room and headed down the hall to his bedroom. He stepped inside and saw his Queen sitting on the couch by the fire place, wine glass and bottle on the low table in front of them. They were sitting with their knees to their chest and staring into the fire.

Diavolo approached the couch and sat next to them.

"I'm sorry, my dear." He said softly, pulling them into his embrace. "I know I've been working a lot lately."

"It's fine..." They mumbled.

"My Queen, you're not being honest with me." He told them, pushing some hair out of their eyes and behind their ear.

"It's just...lonely." They admitted softly. "I know I have my friends to spend time with, but it's not the same. I miss you."

The prince leaned in and kissed their forehead.

"I'm truly sorry, MC." The demon apologized. "I've been putting some extra work on my plate so Lucifer will allow himself more sleep. I know it must have been a hard couple weeks for you though."

The man did this occasionally. He knew how his friend was and knew that simply asking him to sleep more wasn't enough. Even if it was extra stressful for the prince, he wanted to do what he could for his friend so he didn't have to always worry for Lucifer's health.

"No... no, I know it's harder for you; you're the one doing the work." The human laid their head on their boyfriend's chest and closed their eyes.

"I'll be fine so no worrying about me." He kissed them on the top of their head. "How about we go out to eat Friday night? I should have my work done by then."

"Okay." The human yawned.

Diavolo smiled at them.

"Okay, time to sleep. Up you go." The man stood up and carried them towards the bed, covering them up, and giving them one last kiss on the head. "Good night, my Queen."

The demon listened as his love's breath slowed as they fell asleep before he turned and left the room. As much as he wanted to lay with his human and hold them close, he now had a new purpose to his work. After all, now he had to make sure the majority of his work was done before Friday. For his Queen's sake.

Barbatos:

Barbatos was in the kitchen, making a snack for his lord and his sweet human. Lord Diavolo had invited them over for a drink so the two had been sitting outside in the garden, watching the sunset while they had some wine. The butler had no qualms with this; he knew that both his love and his master were trustworthy. That and it was part of his job to come and go so he could spend time with them as well, even if he himself was not joining in on the drinking.

The butler took the finished dish back to the garden, only to discover the table to be vacant now. Raising an eyebrow, the man sat the dish on the table.

"Perfect timing!" The prince was suddenly behind him. "Barbatos, help me find MC!"

The smaller demon raised an eyebrow.

"Is my dear alright, milord?"

"Oh yes." Diavolo grinned. "We are simply playing a human game. Hide and Seek, as they call it."

A children's game? The butler remembered his human telling him about different activities they did as a child and that was one of them.

"I see." Barbatos nodded. "I shall help you then."

He and his master split up, searching the different rooms in the castle. The demon was suddenly concerned for MC; there were a lot of rooms in this castle that are dangerous for the average demon to enter and far more than deadly for a human like them.

He started checking the rooms he most dearly wished that his love would steer clear of.

Ding.

The butler pulled his phone out of his jacket pocket. It was them.

'Barbie cmoe hide wtih me~'

Ah. Perfect timing.

'As you wish, my dear. Where are you?'

'Nnnope. You gtta say you lvoe me fust.'

The demon cracked a smile, a genuine one. Oh that human. I suppose the alcohol is making them a bit bold.

'I love you, my dear. Now tell me where I can find you?'

'Awwwwaww. I love yu t9o 😘'

His smile grew a bit more.

'This is awfully cute, my dear, but I still need to know your whereabouts.'

'The balroon~'

The ballroom? What an odd choice.

'I'm on my way, dear.'

The butler made his way to the ballroom and found his love laying on the floor in the center of the room.

"Do you require any help getting up?" He asked the human, who giggled in response.

"Nooo. Just lay down with me."

"I'm afraid I cannot--"

The human sat up and started tugging on his hand. They were really cute in this state.

"As you wish, my love." And so he laid on the floor next to them. "Now, may I ask why you chose this room to hide from my lord? There's nowhere to conceal yourself here."

MC grinned.

"That's point. He wouldn't think to look for me here."

"Ah, I see." The butler nodded. "You did well, my dear."

They giggled and snuggled up to his chest.

The two laid like that there for a while, enjoying the closeness. Eventually, the echo of the doors opening made it to their ears and they looked over to find Diavolo entering the ballroom.

"My, you two look like you are enjoying yourselves." He grinned.

"My lord--" He went to get up, but was halted by Diavolo's lifted hand.

"No, relax. Please enjoy the rest of the evening however you wish."

Barbatos let his master's words hang in the air for a moment before responding.

"Alright. Thank you, milord."

Solomon:

Asmodeus invited the sorcerer over for some drinks. In all honesty, he had planned on declining since he was close to a break through in his current magical project and didn't want to break away from it. However, the demon had let him know that MC agreed to join him and Solomon had to admit, he was curious about how that would work out. He had never actually seen his little Minx drink before.

This should be interesting, he thought to himself before telling Asmo that he'd be there later that night. When the time came, the three of them were sitting in Asmo's room, drinking and chatting together. The three laid together in a comfy pile on the bed. The sorcerer had to admit, it was a fun night. Asmo got a little handsy, but nothing that the couple wasn't comfortable with; the Avatar of Lust knew their boundaries after all.

At one point, MC had left to go grab something from their room. Fifteen minutes had gone by however and they still hadn't returned. Excusing himself from Asmo, the man went to MC's room to look for them, but it was empty. Strange. He took out his phone.

'MC, where have you gone to?'

A couple moments later, he got a reply.

'Seccret'

'Ah so you're hiding then.' He texted back, smiling. 'I see you're feeling playful.'

The man started searching the house, even knocking on Leviathan's door to ask if he's seen you. When he came up empty handed, the human man could only frown.

He took out his phone again.

'Little Minx, please tell me where you're hiding.'

'Nno'

He pursed his lips as he read that.

'Is something wrong?'

He didn't get a reply for a few minutes. When it did come, the man froze at the words.

'Soli, do yuo love mme?'

The man took a minute to respond.

'What brought this on?'

Nothing. He texted them again.

'MC, please talk to me.'

'I lvoe you, btu yuo makke me sadd 😔'

Something in the sorcerer deflated when he read those words. It took him a while to move past them, but when he did, he was ready to take action.

'Let's talk about this face to face. Where are you?'

'My romm'

Their room? Did they sneak back in there while he was preoccupied? Regardless, he headed back in the direction of MC's room and peeked back inside. This time, he saw light shining through their closet door. Solomon raised an eyebrow at this, but approached the closet.

"MC, will you please leave the closet?" He asked, but recieved no reply, causing him to sigh and quietly open the door.

He found them sitting on the floor, phone in hand, but face hidden in their arms. Solomon paused, not sure about the best course of action here. He eventually kneeled down in front of them and started stroking their hair.

"MC, talk to me." He said softly.

The other human sniffled.

"I was having fun." They told him. "I was having fun with you guys and enjoying myself, but then suddenly I wasn't and bad thoughts rushed in and I couldn't handle it."

"You should of told me earlier." Solomon scooted closer to them and pulled them in for a hug. "I'm right here for you. There's no need to hide away in a dark closet."

"But... I don't wanna be a burden to you." They lifted their head to look up at their boyfriend.

"Relying on me doesn't make you a burden; it shows that I am doing my job right as a boyfriend." He looked into the distance. "Though I suppose if you think such things than I haven't been doing my job properly."

"No! I didn't mean--"

The sorcerer brought his lips to hers, silencing their protests. When they broke away, he looked down into their eyes.

"You asked me earlier if I loved you... the truth is, I am not a man who finds honesty to be an easy thing, especially when it comes to my feelings. However... I cannot deny how much I care for you. I may not say it enough during our time together, but just know that I truly love and cherish you, even in moments when it seems like all I want is to get a rise out of you. Please know this."

MC started wiping their eyes.

"Do... do you mean that?"

"Yes, little Minx." He smiled down at them. "Now please try to remember this for tomorrow. It was difficult for me to admit this one time; I'd rather not have to repeat myself."

The two sat in the closet for a little longer, the boyfriend's embrace slowly wearing away at all of MC's insecurities.

Simeon:

It was at Mammon's birthday party. The brothers had really gone all out for the second brother and though some people were surprised at this, the angel was not. As complicated as the brothers and their relationships to one another are, he knew that they each cared deeply about the others, with Mammon included, of course.

The party was still at House of Lamentation, but they provided so many food and drink options and invited many people; himself and his fellow Purgatory residents (though he made Luke go home after a while when some of the guests were being...a bit much), some work friends of Mammon's from his modeling agency, and some other demons from RAD that the angel vaguely knew.

At first, Simeon hadn't planned on staying long, but Solomon insisted that he should use this as an opportunity to have fun then whispered that the angel just might get some secret alone time with his little Lamb if he were to wait till others had drank enough to forget their absence. Solomon was the only one who knew about him and MC's relationship.

Angel and human relationships are seen as taboo in the Celestial realm. It always has been, but his Father has been a lot stricter with the Rule since the incident with Lilith. This is why he tried so desperately to keep the human at arms length.... it was all in vain though. He loved MC dearly and his little Lamb loved him back. He felt like there was no going back once he knew this. Still, they had to be careful, had to keep it all a secret from others. The two never meant for Solomon to find out, but the angel had to admit, it was almost inevitable. His human friend was commonly with him and he was a very observant man. Simeon wasn't fully sure if he was trustworthy or not, but he gave the man credit for keeping the secret this long.

So there the angel was, standing on the side lines of the the Avatar of Greed's birthday party, only occasionally chatting with others who came up to him, and watched those around them drink into oblivion.

Bing.

The man pulled his phone out of his pocket.

'I LVOE you swet angellly mn 🥰'

Simeon raised his eyebrows. It seems that his Feather has been drinking with the others. Simeon himself was not a drinker. It's not a Celestial rule for angels or anything; he just simply is not a fan of alcohol and rarely partakes in it. Because of this, the angel never stopped to think whether it was the same for MC or not.

'I love you too, my little Lamb. Where are you right now?'

'T he roff.'

His eyes widened.

'The roof, my Feather?'

'Yeess'

The angel quickly (but as inconspicuously as he could) headed towards the front door. Once he was outside, he transformed and flew above House of Lamentation, scanning its roof. He found his human laying on the segment of roof above their room.

He flew down next to them.

"My Lamb, I don't believe this is a safe place for you, especially if you've been drinking."

"I'm fine..." MC merely shook their headed. "I do this all the time."

The angel pursed his lips, but didn't say anything as they patted the space next to them. Getting the hint, he sat down next to them and stretched a wing out to cover them and hopefully shield them from the wind a bit.

"The stars look really pretty in the Devildom, don't they?" The human said softly, staring up at the night sky. "The stars are so much more colorful here than in the Human realm."

The angel followed their gaze and nodded.

"Yes, it's a beautiful sight." He agreed, staring up at the deep specs of color.

Strangely enough, each star was a dark shade of the colors associated with the Brothers. Or maybe it wasn't so strange? The Devildom has always had Avatars of the Seven Great Sins, long before the seven brothers were even born. He remembered learning that in his Devildom History class during his first year at RAD though they never mentioned anything about them having connections to the stars.

"Though... I wish I could show you the night sky of the Celestial realm some day." He added.

"I mean... can you?" They asked, not breaking their line of sight from the sky.

Simeon frowned.

"No... I don't think it'd be worth the risk." The angel answered reluctantly. "I'd rather you not be any near the Celestial realm ever again."

Before the two were dating, MC and Solomon once visited himself and Luke up in the Celestial realm and had a meal. His Lamb had only gotten to see a small glimpse of the beauty that is his home. There's so much more that he wished to show them however and now... he likely never will. He feared the gaze of Michael falling upon them, of the older angel seeing them and figuring out their relationship. Michael cared about him, but just like he supported the death of Lilith for her human endeavors, surely he would also support whatever punishment their Father would choose for him and maybe MC?

"Oh..." MC lowered their head. "Well, what's it like then? The Celestial night sky?"

Simeon paused a minute, letting himself collect his words.

"It's... here in the Devildom, the days give just enough light to navigate the world, but the night is as dark as the void." He began. "In the Celestial realm, everything is bright and uplifting during the day and the nights don't so much get dark, but rather, the light gets dimmer, more gentle, and the pastel stars are seen through the clouds above."

"You get to live in a world like that?" They turned their head to meet his eyes. "It sounds so beautiful. We have nothing like that in the human world. Do you have any moons though?"

"No, just the stars and the sun our Father made for us." He answered. "The Devildom moons seem so big and foreboding to me however. I don't know if we are missing out much in that regard."

"The moon in my realm isn't like these three though." His Feather gestured to the orbs in the sky. "Ours is not as big and... I guess you could say it provides a gentle light for night time. I think it's because it reflects some of our sun's rays, but I can't remember for sure."

"It must be quite the sight, my Lamb." The angel gave them a soft smile.

"Could... could you come see it with me?"

His smile fell.

"I'm... I'm not sure." He admitted. "I don't think I could come up a secure enough excuse to ask for such clearance."

The human didn't say a thing, just pushed their knees up to their chest. Simeon used his wing to push them close to him and brought his hand to their chin. He had them face him before leaning in and giving them a gentle kiss.

"I love you... but this is all we'll ever get, isn't it?" They asked softly.

Simeon rested his chin on top of their head and stroked their hair.

"I love you too, my little Lamb." He told them. "And I... I do not what the future holds for us, but I will give my all to make it a happy one."

~

Masterlist

[old-hyper-super-clover]

Squeeze that bunny tail!

Part 4

Description: The RAD student council as well as the exchange students help out at a bar where, oops, the staff´s dress codes are those sweet bunny outfits that we all know and thirst for. The MCs, Violet and Clover, play a game of who can touch the most bunny tails over the evening without getting caught. Prepare for fluff, funny innuendos as well as my thirst over hot boys in bunny outfits.

The story is divided in several parts and will be updated every few days. find the other parts in my masterlist.

Story continues below the cut. Have fun!

Finally having stomached the midnight clothing change, the girls had to get back to work, so they kept their strategic meeting short.

However, when they finally stepped outside into the public again...

The demon lord was waiting for them.

Arms crossed, expression serious.

He was staring at them.

"Lord Diavolo...!" Violet pressed out while Clover gave a quiet but terrified "oh no he will actually kill me" as both backed away on instinct.

"May I have a word with you two?" the demon prince asked, however it felt more like a demand. They have never heard him speak in such a serious tone before.

The girls not able to give an answer other than a nod, Diavolo gestured at the staff's office room.

He let them step inside before closing the door... And locking it.

None of them have ever felt like shitting their pants more than in this moment.

"Violet, Clover" He raised his voice.

Clover had called her own death, and had accidentally pulled Violet with her.

"There is an urgent matter that I have to discuss with you two..."

That was it. The end.

Diavolo kept them trembling in a horrible silence for way too long.

"Y-yes...?" Violet somehow managed to say.

He took a heavy breath. The girls swallowed their fear.

Then, he spoke up.

"... Why do you keep squishing everyone's bunny tails? Is it some kind of human tradition? I'm dying to know!"

The girls literally felt like they just died.

"I've observed you for quite a while now, but I can't make out the reason behind it" Diavolo continued. "Please, fill me in...!"

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It took a while to recover, but in the end, the girls confessed about their game.

"We just look how many of those tails we can squeeze" Clover said.

"It's nothing more than a joke..." Violet mumbled. "I'm sorry to have upset you..."

Diavolo blinked at them.

"Upset?"

"Uhm... Yes..." Violet frowned in regret. "We will stop being childish while working. Again, sorry for-"

"Can I join your game?"

Silence.

"Y... You want to... Squeeze the guys' tails with us?" Clover asked.

And Diavolo's natural smile said it all. So, it seemed like another opponent joined the game at half time...

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The three parted quickly after as they were needed in the local, but Clover had an idea on how to keep things organized:

* Clover formed the group chat [Squeeze that bunny tail!] *

Diavolo: Hello!

Violet: ... Are you sure we shouldn't call the group something else...?

Diavolo: I quite like it.

Clover: Thank you, Sir :D

Diavolo: This is the first group chatroom I am in without Barbatos.

Violet: Should we add him?

Diavolo: No. Don't tell him. I am experiencing a new kind of freedom right now. Anyway, I wish you girls the best of luck in our competition!

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As this story is ridiculously long, let’s do a quick squeeze round!

Violet got very lucky... She caught Luke while the angel had been trying to reach for something in the kitchen shelves. He was still in his first outfit (because even demons do not support children nudity, that's gross), and looked adorable, standing on that stool to be tall enough.

After squeezing his tail, Violet offered her help.

... Only to realise she wasn't tall enough either.

But oh well, luckily, Solomon appeared and was there to grab those tiny cocktail parasols.

Later, Violet also worked with Asmo at the casino area for a while and got herself another point.

As for Clover... She tried.

Tried to squeeze Mammon´s tail a second time, but the greedy boy was also a very bouncy boy.

She also worked with Barbatos for quite a while, but as much as she wanted to go get those juicy two points, she just couldn't.

Something about this pretty man was scaring her... She found out later what it was.

Violet and Clover were serving drinks.

And for two girls without any real waitress-practise whatsoever, they did quite well.

But at one table, it had to happen.

The first broken glass of the evening. Clover had been holding the tray a little too sloppy.

As an ugly scream bubbled up her throat, she already felt the full glass of demonous fall, but was unable to do anything. The shattering of glass echoed through the bar, but what was worse was the growl that the customer pressed out.

Looking down on himself, Clover had perfectly spilled his drink onto the demon.

"You little..." he grunted, standing up and ready to break her neck this instant.

Clover backed away, of course, and felt how Violet had been there immediately to back her up.

"W-we apologize for this accident" Violet pressed out.

The demon seemed to get even more agitated, now raising his hand to hit her.

"Shut up you fucking-"

Then, another silhouette stepped in front of the girls.

Barbatos was gently holding the demon's hand back.

"In the name of the owner, I'd like to offer my deepest apologies as well. In cases like these, the local would like to immediately return the money you have spent this evening, and offers compensation in form of three free drinks of your choice."

Barbatos did a little bow after having finished.

"Screw the money..." The demon hissed. "I wanna tear those humans into miserable pieces. That´ll do as an apology."

Barbatos did not look up.

"... In that case..." the butler continued. "Guests who actively threaten the well-being of our dear staff will be treated according to their own attitude."

He straightened his back, beaming the demon a formal smile. "I will show you the exit. Please, do not think of coming back anytime soon."

Despite being so cocky before, now the customer flinched heavily. Finally, he seemed to follow the butler's orders. He spat on the table in some disrespectful dick move, then left the local.

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Violet and Barbatos helped Clover clean the mess afterwards.

"Thanks for dealing with that guy..." Clover mumbled.

"Oh, there is no need" Barbatos hummed. "If not for me, one of the demon brothers would have come to your aid. And I fear a person like Mammon would not have left the situation without a fight, so I figured it would be best to jump in myself."

The girls gave a small giggle.

"That's true..." Violet mumbled. "But that only makes you even more impressive. It's rare to see a demon so calm."

“Calm?” Barbatos looked up from the broken glass he had been collecting. He seemed genuinely confused for a moment, then his usual smile was back.

"How cute" he chuckled.

"C-cute?!" Violet blinked in surprise.

But Barbatos was already making his leave.

"Ah, don't mind it..." he mused. "The naiveté is what makes you humans so charming."

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Clover felt safer sticking to cleaning instead of potentially making another mess, so she was wiping the tables when she heard Diavolo calling out to her.

"Are you busy right now?" he asked.

"Not really, I'm still on cleaning duty but there isn't really much to do right now... Can I help you with anything?"

Taking a careful look around, Diavolo stepped closer, lowering his voice as well. "I am in trouble."

"Uhm..." Clover swallowed her stress. "And why?"

"I lost the master key. The one the owner gave me."

"... The one you need to lock the whole place with? The one that basically gives you control over the whole bar?"

"I see you smell the trouble now."

Clover gave a nod. "I do... Should I help you search?"

Diavolo's expression changed into a smile.

"That's what I wanted to hear! Thank you."

"No problem. Do you have any idea where it might be?"

So Diavolo gave it a thought, concluding that he must have lost it during his break.

"I looked through the bathroom already” he explained. “Which leaves only the kitchen and the staff's room."

Suddenly, a third voice joined the conversation.

"I did not notice anything like a key in the kitchen" Satan said, coming to a stop next to them.

"Oh, Satan, so you have overheard our conversation..." Diavolo crossed his arms.

"Don't worry, I won't spill anything to Lucifer" the blond laughed. "He'd only scold you, wouldn't he?" Then, his gaze fell on Clover. "I can help you search."

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Clover and Satan looked through the whole staff's office.

Luckily no one was there to ask what they were doing, especially since they just couldn't find anything. Satan gave a sigh.

"Nothing... I even looked through Mammon's jacket in case his kleptomania had struck again..."

Meanwhile, Clover was rummaging through one of the desks. Giving a resigned breath as well, she was about to give up when she spotted something shimmering behind the wooden desk.

"I think I found it...!" Clover called out.

Satan came up to her, seeing as well how there was a key stuck in the web of cables behind the office desk.

"Wait, I'll get it."

He tried reaching it from above, but some computer monitors kept getting in the way.

In the end, Satan was crouched down, head under the table as he fiddled with the cables.

"I still can't reach it..." he pressed out under his breath.

Clover grumbled in displease, kneeling down as well. There wasn't enough room for her to help in any way, so all she could do was watch Satan do his thing...

Oh no.

She had THE perfect chance to squish Satan's tail. Due to his position, his booty was right in front of her, and he seemed more than busy to even bother her presence.

Three points, she thought...

Just a little tap, she thought...

Holding her breath, she stretched out a finger and reached for the pompom...

Merely a second later Clover found herself landing on her back, her wrists being pressed against the floor next to her head.

"I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'M SORRY."

Satan's body hovered above hers as he held her in a tight grip.

Clover was panicking.

"I'm so sorry - I shouldn't have done that - I'm sorry Satan Sir please don't kill me - I'm an idiot - I'm sorry I'm sorry - I love you sir I'm really sorry I'm-"

"Explain yourself" he interrupted her pleading.

"Hnnngh...” Clover fought actual tears but finally calmed down. "I... Uhm... Violet and I might be playing... A game..."

"Go on" Satan demanded in a sharp voice.

So Clover took a deep breather, speaking terribly fast in her fear.

"It's a competition. We wanted to see who can touch the most bunny tails over the evening, without the people noticing. Look, it's weird, I'm sorry, Violet has some kind of pompom kink and suggested it and I can't say no to people so I joined, also because it's funny, oh also please don't tell Violet I said anything about a kink, she will kill me."

His glistening greenish eyes kept mustering her flushed red face.

"I'm not satisfied yet."

The girl gave another whine.

"Pleeaase... Dearest Satan, Sir..."

"Keep going..."

"Ah...uhm… Oh lord, my man, oh how I plead for thy mercy, oh mighty Satan...! Thy tail was so tempting, I couldn't resist reaching for it...... And also I suck at this game and need points so desperately...! It was just too perfect of a chance, please forgive m..."

She stopped.

He was smirking at her, his grin almost dripping with this sly and cocky attitude.

Clover only now felt how there was something else in-between his left hand and her wrist.

The key.

And she remembered what Violet had texted her earlier today.

"... Did you trick me? The key wasn't actually hard to grab, was it?" she asked. “You knew I would try to touch your tail.”

His smirk widened.

"Why the fascination with bunny tails?" Satan nonchalantly ignored her questions.

"... They're fluffy..." Clover mumbled bashfully. "Just... fun to play with, y'know...?"

The blond tilted his head. "Never played with one."

"... Try it, it's nice."

"Yes, I would like to" he said, enjoying the flustered mess underneath him as she tried to figure out what he was implying. "Right now" he added.

So Clover tried to stand up... But Satan wasn't letting her.

"Uhm... I-I would let you touch mine, b-but... Could I stand up first...?"

"No."

Silence.

Probably the only thing audible was Clover's boiling head as she slowly raised her hips off the ground, constantly being focused by those sly eyes of his.

One of his hands let go of her arm, reaching down while his whole body lowered slightly as well.

Instead of reaching for her back, however, he first placed his hand on her thigh. Through her fishnet stockings, she felt his touch wandering up her leg, only then he'd brush over her side to her back, finally finding the bunny tail in his grip.

"Interesting" he mused, poking and squishing the pompom as he pleased, visibly amused at her embarrassment. "Yes, very-"

They heard the office's door falling shut.

Both, Satan and Clover, stopped in their motion, even in their breathing, as footsteps came closer.

"My jacket... Where did I leave my jacket..."

They were staring at each other first, then at the person casting a shadow on them.

And... well...

Luke stared back.

Stared at the demon bending over the human, the human arching closer to the demon, touching each other in those... those clothes...!

The angel could only press out some dying squeaking noises as his face exploded in an outraged blush. He took a step back, raising an arm as if shielding himself from the evil.

"S... S-s..."

Clover was the first to move again.

"Luke, this is not what-"

"SIMEEOOOOOONN....!"

Aaand Luke ran out of the room in a great whine. Slowly getting over the shock, Clover let out a sigh.

"... He's going to arrange some exorcism for me now, ain't he..." she mumbled.

The demon only gave a chuckle. "Serves you right" he hummed.

"Wha-?! You're the one who start..." her voice gave in immediately after meeting again with this almost sadistic stare.

"S-s-stop... Satan... Since wh-when are y..." Clover stuttered as the demon continued to play with her tail.

He leaned in closer.

"You should know that trying to play pranks on me will always backfire thrice as much..." he purred into her ear.

Then, Satan let go, pulling back and rising onto his feet.

"Well, I think that is enough of a punishment for now. I'll go and bring Lord Diavolo his key."

Clover sat up as well, but her legs were way too wobbly to do any more than that.

She glanced up at him, seeing him wave a goodbye.

"See you around" he hummed, adding a little wink before heading out of the room.

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About another hour had passed when Clover and Violet decided to check up in Diavolo again...

Clover: Lord Diavolo, how is the game going?

Diavolo: Good! I have 62 points so far.

Clover: WHAT

Violet: U-uhm... May I ask how you got to have so many...?

Diavolo: I asked Barbatos to let me touch his tail.

Clover: ... For all of the points?

Diavolo: Yes :)

Violet: ...

Diavolo: What is wrong? Is that not a good score?

Clover:

It is... But... We actually had made some rules that we didn't get to explain...

Diavolo: Oh! Which would be? :)

Violet: Uhm... For example, you are not allowed to squeeze the same tail twice in a row, and the target is not supposed to notice you...

Clover: Meaning... If you simply touched Barbatos' tail 31 times in a row with him knowing... You would have... No points yet...

Violet: ...

Clover: ...

Diavolo: :(

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Ironic enough, Diavolo had been taking a break in the staff room while texting.

Minutes later, Barbatos came in to bring him something to drink.

"Barbatos! You are not allowed to notice me anymore when I touch your tail. Apparently I did it wrong the whole time!"

"Of course, my lord" the butler answered, the slightest smirk glistening in his eyes.

Diavolo noticed immediately, pointing out how Barbatos looked way more relaxed than usual.

"Oh, do I?" Barbatos tilted his head. "Well, it certainly is a weight off my shoulders to have a crew to rely on. For most parts, at least."

He was heading for the exit already.

"And I am glad to see you are enjoying yourself, my lord" he smiled. "I will have to thank those girls for that..."

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Violet was working at the bar.

Lucifer had promised her to teach her some cocktail mixing, and there they were.

Turns out she was learning quickly, and the demon soon entrusted her with serving drinks to actual customers. Keeping an eye on her, Lucifer watched as Violet worked, also receiving help from Asmo.

... Which was impressive, by the way, because anyone could sense that Asmo had been sneaking some drinks here and there, and was getting a little... Tipsy.

It showed at one point, though. A customer came up, asking for a drink rather difficult to mix.

"I can do this!" Violet assured her friends and started mixing the juice.

But just as Violet was bending down to put some ice cubes into the drink...

They heard -- and Violet felt -- a slap that was audible even despite the quite loud music playing.

And everyone around them went quiet.

Blinking, Violet straightened her back again, turning to find Asmo behind her.

"Did. You just."

"Slap your ass? Fuck yes I did!"

"Asmo!!"

"Come on, you CAN'T expect me to NOT go for that booty when you're stretching it RIGHT into my FACE."

Lucifer next to them barged in. "But you can't just do th-"

"It was on INSTINCT" Asmo said.

"What do you mean, instinct?!" Violet asked, her face still in a slight blush.

"Oh my godddd, I'm the avatar of LUST, if I see a cute butt I just can't help it!"

"Asmo, that's not okay", Lucifer scolded. "You need to learn to control your sin."

"WHY?! Y'all have your quirks too, why am I not allowed to be myself?! That's so unfair, I always get shouted at! Like, Beel's also snacking our whole storeroom empty but THAT'S fine, huh?!"

Lucifer´s eyes widened. "He's doing WHAT?!"

"And Mammon is stealing money out of the guest's pockets, but NO, let's sue ASMO for giving a booty the appreciation it DESERVES!"

Lucifer looked like he was about to have a stroke. A growl crawled up his throat.

"MAMMOOOOOONNN...!!!"

And he was gone.

Asmo turned to pout somewhere, and Violet was left at the counter, still a little overwhelmed.

The customer slowly raised their hand.

"... Could I... Get my drink now...?"

[darkestdesired]

Fate

Pairing: Dom!Lucifer Morningstar x Sub!Chloe Decker x Dom!Cupid!Reader

Warnings:Smut/18+/Poly sex/Mentions of gore and murder.

A/n: WhooWhee heres part 1 of a 2 part saucy fic,i had lucifer be mostly the helper in this one but I'm gonna have him be a bigger part in the second.I love the idea of Chloe being a submissive cutie so this was my guilty pleasure.If you wanna see anymore content with our amazing Lucifer cast dont be afraid to request.

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Lucifer walked up to Chloe's desk with his trademark smirk,"Hello Detective,What is our plan of action for today?" Chloe sighed."I have to interview the CEO of Fate,a man was found dead in the alley behind it." Lucifer raised a brow. "Aah yes, illustrious sex club,i wonder what type of sleeze ball this CEO will b-" he was cut off when he saw the most beautiful woman he had ever seen walk down the stairs.The woman seemed so familiar but he just couldn't place his finger on it.She was so enchanting and alluring that Lucifer felt as if his own appeal was mere childs play compared to her.

"Now who on earth is that?" He asked,more to himself than Chloe who shared the same awed expression."That is (Y/n) Cupid,The CEO of Fate." That's when it hit him."That sneaky minx." Lucifer cooed as soon as i made eye contact with him.He watched the realization cross my eyes before a look of lust replaced it.

"Hello ma'am, thank you for coming." I smiled at Chloe."Of course Darling,Anything to make your job easier." My voice sounded like pure silk to Lucifer,he could get drunk off the sound."O-Of course,right this way." Chloe said hurrying to the interogation room with a slightly flustered face.I of course knew the effect i had on people,a curse and a blessing.

Lucifer followed after and held the door open for me,"A pleasure to meet you Mrs.Cupid." i smiled at him,"Please sir,i am not married." I said with a wink before taking a seat. Chloe put a hand on his chest,"Stay out here,I don't need you flirting with her the whole time." Lucifer chuckled."Oh detective i would be careful being in a room alone with her,She is very persuasive." Chloe narrowed her eyes at him."What do you mean?" He grinned."Well that beautiful woman in there just so happens to be Cupid." Chloe's eyes widened."Wait,like the baby in a diaper with a bow,cupid?" He nodded."Yes but don't mention that to her,she hates that humans see her as that." Chloe sighed and ran a hand down her face,"Great just what i needed,a goddess."

Chloe entered the room and shut it behind her,walking over to the table she sat and placed a photo of a bloody man infront of me."Let's begin,Did you know the victim?" I nodded."I have spoken to Mr.Johnson a few times yes.The night he was found dead was a few hours after i had my bouncers throw him out." Chloe raised a brow."Why?" I smirked slightly."I have staff to protect Detective,and he liked to get a bit too friendly with them.I had warned him multiple times to back off,but when one of my dancers ran into my office crying after being inappropriately touched by him after refusing i decided to throw him to the trash where he belonged." She wrote something down trying to hide the smirk that pulled at her lips."Do you think any of your staff could have murdered him?" I shook my head."Of course not,I am close with my staff.None of them are capable of murder,Detective.But i do believe there could be one person who could have." She gave me a look urging me to continue."You see,he is another customer that i have seen speak to the victim a few times,the same night of the murder i had seen them have a small heated argument before i left to my office.He is a regular."

"Thank you for being so complient Miss Cupid,It is greatly appreciated." I hummed and slowly stood up,walking around the desk as she put her stuff together.Her breath hitched when she felt my hands gently begin to massage her shoulders,"M-Miss Cupid?" She closed her eyes at the feelings of her tense shoulders relaxing."Shh darling,You've had such a long day,Allow me to melt away your stress." I leaned down and cooed into her ear,She moaned lightly before she could stop herself.I chuckled to myself and kissed my way down from her temple to her neck,"Miss cupid..we...we can't do this.." I pushed her jacket off her shoulders until it pooled at her elbows."You're a strong woman,if you truly wished for me to stop you would make me." She stood and held onto my arm,Her eyes danced from my aluring (E/c) eyes down to my soft lips with hot pink lipstick.She moaned when i grasped the back of her neck and waist,pulling her into a hungry kiss.The door creaked open causing Chloe to pull away enough to see who had entered.

"Well Well Well,Aren't you two having fun?" Lucifer said as he shut the door behind him.Chloe was practically melting as she held onto me for support,I pulled her till she was flush against me.She buried her face into my collarbone,"Why yes,till you interrupted." I said as i licked my lips at her pleasantly shaking form."Sorry for interrupting then,please,do continue."He grinned before sitting in the seat i previously occupied.I smirked and brushed some hair out of her face,"What do you say Love,Care to give the king of hell a show?" Lucifers eyes darkened a bit as his grin grew wider.

Chloe began kissing my neck causing me to purr,"Ahh yes,Just like that love..mmm.." My hands fell to her butt and i squeezed causing her to gasp,"She makes such delicious sounds,doesn't she Luci?" Lucifer hummed in agreement."Yes,that she does darling." I lifted her up before sitting her onto the table,She leaned back until she laid flat.Lucifer ran his fingers across her cheeks before kissing her tenderly,she held onto him as she began to succumb to the pleasure.

Unzipping her jeans,i pulling them down before tossing them away.I could the wetspot forming on her adorable panties,"Mmm,all ready for me aren't you darling?" She bit her lip when i blew on the spot,lucifer moved to licking and nipping at her neck.Pulling her panties off,i sniffed her delicious scent ,I stuffed them into my pocket."You're being such a good girl darling." He cooed as he started petting her hair.Sitting in her chair i pulled her legs over my shoulder and licked a stripe up her folds,she shuddered and cried out.Lucifer covered her mouth with his,her moans and cries muffled.

I licked and sucked on her folds and cliterus,using my powers to make sure every single thing i did to her gave her the greatest pleasure.She reched down and dug her fingers into my (H/c) hair,pulling me in deeper."(Y/n)..Ah..I-I'm close..ahh..let go.." She tried to pull me away but i wrapped my arms around her thighs,holding her in place as i mercilessly licked her quivering folds.The smell of her arousal was enough to kill someone,Both Lucifer and I made eye contact as she finally Released on my awaiting tongue."Good girl,Give all of it to her." Lucifer massaged her breasts as i helped her through her orgasm.

Licking my lips i pulled away and stood,Pulling out my card i handed it to lucifer."Let us do this again darlings,it was an absolute pleasure." I kissed Chloe,as she tried her best to collect herself, before kissing Lucifer.He tapped my cheek with a grin,"I trust you'll take good care of her Luci?" He chuckled."Don't worry about us,We have a blissfull night ahead of us." He said with a look in his eyes.

[1c3d-choco]

"Now you're here, IT'S TIME TO PLAY!"

A/N: I made a Funkinverse fanfic cause I'm bored but this time it's Wednesday's infidelity because yes, I love it. And also, please take note that Mickey uses he/they pronouns so you'll never get confused.

Credits: Box Funkin(mod and also the demon, Lucifer), [Unknown](for Sad Mouse)

(TW: Spoilers from Wednesday's infidelity and other stuff because this fanfic is where both the canon and bad ending were combined)

As the commotion begin, the hopeless mouse, whose called Micheal "Mickey" Theodore the Mouse, woke up in a strange, STRANGE place. Perplexed and agitated, they looked around the scene that were very scorching due to the most amount of heat. That place was fulled of berserk skeletons watching and the ground was clean but crumbled with a symbolic star on it. Mickey was confused about that unfamilliar place since he had been not thinking about it while reading a bible that he brought from the library and he don't know how it feels after sinning. However, he had been worrying about something that he thought about often; what will his afterlife be like if he went to hell? How does it feels to meet the demon that was watching him all the time? If they met him, is it because they made a terrible sin? The mouse begin to shrug to himself but feel a injection of fear inside him. In contrast, when he's about to run away from that place, he got stucked by something which can never make him get off. As Mickey looked behind and done, he had cuffs on his hand with the chains connected to the ground.

"...Great, I'm chained up..." Mickey mumbled in anger, "How am I suppose to get out of here with those piece of shits?"

While Mickey was thinking of a solution to escape, he suddenly got striked by a flashback which made him shocked; there was a vision of a himself starring at the villainous and cruel, hulking demon, whose holding a pitchfork. Shocked, Mickey stopped thinking about it and hitted himself with his hand. Furthermore, he shook his head to get the flashback out of his head.

"God, what the fuck am I thinking about? If that was my hallucinations, I'll be pissed," Mickey rambled and questioned himself, "is that a damn joke or... not-"

"NO"

A dark and rough, thundering voice echoed out of nowhere. Mickey proceeds to get terrified, shivering in fear as he looked around again... but there was nothing, just skeletons outside.

"Ah... E... Ex... Uh, excuse m- me, mister..." Mickey began to stutter but whispered to himself, "No, no, I should act confident to speak to that person who said 'NO' to me. I believe in you... a little, Mickey."

As soon as Mickey looked up, he took a deep breath and cleared his thought. Furthermore, he clenched his fist to prepare for his act.

"ALRIGHT," Mickey bellowed bravely, "I DON'T REMEMBER YOU BUT IF YOU WANT TO TALK TO ME, COME UP AND SHOW YOURSELF! AND PLEASE... Free me, I beg you..."

After saying that, the rough voice appears again with, "haha, alright, I'm coming..."

When Mickey heard that, he begin to perspirate a little as he got afraid. While he try not to panic, he also heard loud stomping that was coming closer to him, followed by the thumping sounds of their heartbeat. As soon as the stomping stopped, the person finally reveal themselves with a familliar; they have horns, two demon wings, a robe, fully black eyes, black hair and beard and a pitchfork, which was similar of the demon in Mickey's flashback. Seeing his appearance, the mouse begin to alarm in dread as they found out that the person was a demon.

"Are those looks of mine familliar to you, Micheal?" The demon asked, smiling menacingly. "If you don't remember, I guess I put too much curse on you."

Mickey, whose currently trepidating, putted both of his chained hands on his head without hesitation and yelled, "WHAT... THE FUCK!?"

The fearful mouse being to tear up and let out pitched, fast breaths as he got so caught up with the demon who went to him. They tried to prevent themselves from getting fucked up by shaking and banging his head with his hands... but they were chained on the ground.

"NO, NO, NO," Mickey cried in his tight voice and trembling mouth, "IF I'M NOT HALLUCINATING, AM I IN HELL!?"

"You are correct," the demon replied, "I sent you down here because I'm mad about something before you died; your best friend, Novio Fairest, also known as Boyfriend or BF, prevented you for your inevitable fate. Therefore, I bursted your head instead and forced him to go to the portal."

"... Why would you do such a cruel thing-" Mickey tried to asked.

"You made a terrible sin; drug attempt and trying to inject BF, which impressed me, to be honest," the demon interrupted, chuckling, "Heh, how idiotic."

"YOU WERE IMPRESSED!?" Mickey let out a shout, getting pissed off by the demon.

"Yes, I'm relieved that I have the right timing to send you there... but I never get the chance to send BF in that room too," the demon explained, "despite that, I'll just ignore that problem and allow me to tell you something-"

As their madness starts to boil, Mickey begin to clench his fists again, causing vessels to pop out of his wrists and he raised his hands to run, screaming, "AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGG!!!"

However, when Mickey tried to break free, the chains pulled him back, causing him to get hit by a wall. Because out that, he was in so much pain that he squirmed in agony. Additionally, their head starts to bleed so badly. Fuming and ignoring the plan, the mouse tried to control his temper and gripped the right chain with his left hand, leaving the demon to watch.

"Aw, wanting to break free?" The demon teased, making a naughty giggle with his hand on his mouth. "Too bad I'm not going to save you... Unless that, can you please listen to me... or it will might hurt, you pleasent sinner."

Mickey begin to stare at him as he never been more offended before and took a deep breath, responding in a soft tone, "alright, what's the speech you want to talk about... d...demon-"

"Lucifer," the demon replied, "anyways, I really need to clear this mission right now... and the mission is to brainwash someone."

"Brainwash?" Micheal asked, "who am I going to brainwash?"

"... Novio," Lucifer replied seriously.

Mickey became shook and shouted, "NOVIO!?"

"Yes, Novio, the guy who you were about to inject. He's still in hell but I mentioned that he's not here just now; he's inside the hole," Lucifer explained, checking his nails. "So I must send him down here to start our tour of hell... and also both of your endless sufferings. Do you accept my offerings? Yes or yes?"

Micheal's eyes were widen and he sweated as he don't want to hurt his friend, Novio. However, because he don't want Lucifer to make him suffer more, he have no other choice but to accept his offering. Therefore, he looked at the grinning demon who send him into that versiculus iratus(angry verse) and closed his eyes.

"Bring me the syringes, please," Micheal replied, "I'll do what you wanted, okay?"

"Hah! Good, Micheal, good..." Lucifer exclaimed and then demanded, "Mikhail, Oswald!"

When Lucifer called out, the door opened and a familliar sight caught Mickey's eye when the duo walked in; they include a transmasc fallen angel-mouse named "Mikhail" and is also known by their dead-name, "Sachiko", and a enthusiastic rabbit named "Oswald": Mickey's forgotten half brother.

"I'm glad you two are there," Lucifer also asked, "have you got the syringes? Our new servant needs them for our first tourmentation with so called 'friend'."

"Of course, my king," Mikhail agreed, taking off the blanket to reveal a table holding tons of syringes filled with an unknown substance that can drive people crazy, "we've found the right substance for Micheal to use the syringes."

"Very well," Oswald responded softly, "I've helped Sach- I mean, Mikhail for the research and both of us found out that the the substance is called [whatever the fuck the unknown substance is]. It makes people lose their sanity and proceed to inject others to cause a endemic of craziness."

"Ah, it's the right formula for Novio to become our next victim! Once he's injected by the syringe, I'll finally have the chance to take over Mickey's body and BF will NEVER EVER defeat us!" Lucifer exclaimed again with the amount of burning passion he has.

Mickey became intensed by the demon interacting with his descendants but they'd rather to ignore them. Furthermore, they're stunned as heck: he didn't know that Lucifer had the balls to still torture him after accepting his offering and he'll become a puppet who's on the fingertips of hell. Nevertheless, when Mickey was about to move, Lucifer begin to snap his fingers to summon a book and flipped to an empty page. Inside the book, there was a moving sketch that was alive by curse; the sketch is a 18-year-old girl, which is 20 years younger than Micheal.

"Sayori, shall we start out?" Lucifer politely questioned.

The moving figure begin to nod her head and summoned a pencil out of nowhere. Lucifer begin to hold it and sat down to draw something. Meanwhile, the mouse finally broke the chains by doing nothing but breaking the spell(by snapping with his fingers), went to the other route to prevent himself from disturbing Lucifer himself and locked their eyes on the table. The fascinating and handy syringes on the table were pointy, sharp and clean, which caused Mickey to feel his insanity boiling inside of him.

"I'm sorry, Novio. I remember the day that we meet and we almost became companions but... I'm on the hands of THIS place. I'm sorry that I need to do this but..." Mickey mumbled and suddenly grins, yelling, "You... WERE HELPESS! YOU WERE FUCKING USELESS, NOVIO! THERE NO SUCH THING AS A CURE FOR OUR SUFFERING... and you ditch your life to save me from this hellish agony? What a pity, BF, you should've left me alone for me and for you to do sh!t. You're so fucking naive."

As soon as Mickey begin to grab the syringes, they shouted out, "I'LL DO ANYTHING FOR MY BOSS AND WITH THE SYRINGE, I SHALL BRING YOU TO A PLACE OF NO RETURN! YOU'LL NEVER BE ABLE TO DEFEAT US NOW!"

"I see where this is going now, Micheal," Lucifer complimented, "I like how you called BF 'naive'. Ahem, anyways, let's keep going."

When Micheal begin to run to Lucifer, he looked down to see a ritual symbol on the ground, which made him fascinated.

"Since you're all prepared, let us teleport to where BF is stuck in. This spell better work this time," Lucifer told Micheal like an announcer.

Hearing the peaceful silence again, Micheal begin to take a deep breath and used one of the syringes to inject himself in the arm. The unknown substance begin to get in Micheal's body, causing the craziness to boil even more. Furthermore, Lucifer proceeds to read out the words of the spell to transport. As the two of them were still standing on the ritual, the fire begin to spread a path of a circle and turn bigger. That was the time that Mickey and Lucifer teleported to the hellhole. Yes, it's a place of no return... like the bad endings... but there is one end which unlike the bad ones but is not so pleasent at all: being tortured by the devil.

[gamerkats]

Damn it... He's right, but it would have been a vibe I'd popped two bags of popcorn for. It'd prolly go something like this:

Lucifer (Tom Ellis): Well, hello...and what do we have here?

Morpheus: Morningstar...

Lucifer: Wait. Don't tell me, I know this... It's on the tip of the Endlessly Forgettable tongue. You're...I want to say...Drab?

Morpheus: Dream.

Lucifer: Ah, well, close enough. So, as the master of the 7 sins, to what do I owe the pleasure of one of the great 7 D's?

Morpheus: One of your generals has my helmet. I want it back.

Lucifer: One of MY generals??? Wait, are you saying there's been...a theft?

Morpheus: Yes. Why are your eyes screaming with excitement?

Lucifer: Oh Detective!

Chloe Decker: Lucifer, I thought I told you no more role play in the.... Oh... Hello. *fixes her bangs to tuck behind her ear*

Lucifer: Dream, this is my wife, Detective Chloe Decker. Chloe, this is one of the Endless, Dream.

Chloe: Dream? Wait. Is that one I said we should go rescue, but you said the "time out" would do his attitude some good?

Lucifer: Yes... Well... As you can see from his expression, the angry chicken needed a bit more time in the proverbial egg, I'm afraid.

Chloe: Mr. Dream, I'm very sorry for what happened to you.

Morpheus: You may call me Morpheus, and your sympathy is unfounded. Please forgive my interruption. I'm here to retrieve my helmet.

Lucifer: His stolen helmet.

Chloe: Stolen? *begins to light up like Lucifer*

Morpheus: *looks between them as his expression falls a little* I do not like where this is going.

Matthew: *cocks his head to the side* I'm definitely getting a "we're missing something" vibe.

Lucifer: Please, you've been locked up for decades, you're missing entire seasons of content. So, Detective.

Chloe: *positively beaming* Ooo! That gave me chills.

Lucifer: Looks like we've got a mystery on our hands.

Morpheus: No. Not a mystery. It was one of your Generals. If you will just go to the balcony and tell them to return it, I will be on my way.

Lucifer: And where's the fun in that??? Now, then, when did you last see your helmet?

Morpheus: *sighs* When I was wrongfully imprisoned.

Lucifer: Ah, cold case. We always did like a challenge.

Matthew: I feel like we just walked into the circus to find the nuts out of the bag.

Lucifer: Choice of companion is still as Dream as ever, I see.

Morpheus: Not a choice.

Matthew: Still hurtful.

Morpheus: Will you please just command for the helmet?

Lucifer: Of course, could you describe the object for us?

Morpheus: That's still investigating, not commanding.

Lucifer: It is not! Chloe isn't even holding a notepad.

Chloe: That's right! My notepad! God, it's been so long. Hang on, I'll be only a second. *runs off saying* Don't command any more details until I get back!

Morpheus: Lucifer! My helmet!

Lucifer: Wha-? I don't have it! You see, this is why we need to investigate, so you don't go around accusing anyone else.

Why was lucifer recast in the sandman

I was hoping to see tom elliss lucifer😭💔

Because Tom Ellis's Lucifer was, well, a sweetheart. Lovely roguish and charming. I wanted a Lucifer who was like the one in the comics, who could actually have made you believe that they wanted to destroy Morpheus, and was going to.