#obey me!

[zephyrchama]

You were sick. Your head was in a fog and your throat hurt something fierce. It was sweltering hot yet you shivered under the covers, hoping for the fever to pass soon. Your body, doing its best to get better, decided to empty the contents of your stomach over the side of the bed.

Beelzebub was the first to discover your condition. He came to wake you up in person when you hadn't shown up on time for breakfast. You were teetering like a newborn deer trying to clean up your mess. He was taken aback at the sight, at how clammy you were, and gently wiped the sweat from your face while checking how warm your forehead was. "You should lay down," he recommended, practically pushing you back into bed. You asked him to guide you to the bathroom instead.

He disappeared to fetch Lucifer. The eldest arrived immediately upon being informed of your condition. Your face muscles twitched as you tried to hold back a second round and apologized for the state you were in. Lucifer told you to stay quiet and just rest. "If you want to apologize, then get better soon."

"Don't tell anyone about this, ok?" you tried to ask. It came out as a garbled, barely perceptible whisper sending bolts of pain through your neck. You didn't want anyone to know how bad things really were.

"I do need to inform Diavolo, but rest assured I'll keep it brief." After ensuring you had water and would be fine alone for a few hours, Lucifer left early to inform RAD of your absence. He later texted you, "Don't hesitate to summon me if you need anything."

The house was quiet. It felt surreal to be the only one there. After some time had passed, you hobbled back to your bedroom and tried to sleep through the pain. Blissfully unaware of the chaos occurring elsewhere.

RAD is no small academy by any means, but rumors sure do spread fast. In first period, Beelzebub told Belphegor the sight he witnessed. They were overheard by Asmodeus, who lamented your absence to Solomon. Solomon asked Raphael to come with him to prepare some nutritious human food so you'd recover faster, and had to be forcibly stopped by Simeon. Luke found out by interrogating Solomon about why he was causing a scene in the kitchen.

Mephistopheles caught wind of the gossip and went directly to Diavolo for confirmation. Lucifer was none too happy at the situation, but the rumor mill was already spinning in full force. He did his best to uphold your image by telling anyone who broached the subject, "it's just the sniffles."

By lunchtime, Mammon was taking bets on how sick you were. "500 grimm says they're explodin' from both ends." "If that were the case, one of us would have stayed at the house with them," Satan rebutted, spying an easy win. "500 grimm says it's just coming out the bottom." They went back and forth, with others occasionally chipping in new symptoms such as hives or internal bleeding. Asmodeus, unable to listen any longer, left the cafeteria to post vague stories about his concern for you on social media.

Leviathan and Thirteen sent you get-well-soon text messages. One was full of worry and asked you to respond ASAP so they knew you weren't dying, as anxiety over your condition was causing them no end of fear. The other assured you to rest easy knowing that your candle was fine and you had plenty of time left before you kicked the bucket. It even recommended passing your bug onto someone else for fun.

You only saw the notifications in the evening, when a pounding headache woke you up and resounding footsteps in the hall signaled that people were home from school.

There was a knock at the door and Lucifer announced you had company. The crown prince and his butler imposed with a tray of fresh herbal tea. It would have smelled amazing if you possessed the ability to breathe through your nose. As the door shut behind them, you spotted at least ten figures out in the hallway.

Barbatos silently served you a hot cup, hopeful the rising stream would assist your sinuses. "Looks like you're recovering well!" Diavolo chimed. "That's great. I feared you were going to heave your guts out all day."

The frank sincerity caught you off guard and you choked on your tea. Barbatos was quick to grab the cup before it spilled.

"You knew?" you rasped. "Oh yes. Lucifer said it wasn't that bad, but tales of your illness have spread all over campus. We know human bodies aren't very strong."

You hunched down into the blankets to hide. The heat spreading across your face this time was not due to fever.

[bluewolfangel01]

*Takes place during the cold season in the Devildom*

After a long day, Mc decided to take a nap on a couch in the HoL.

They wake up to complete darkness and something laying top of them, which is too light to be Belphie.

Mc knows both that the strange weight and darkness weren't there when they fell asleep.

After getting up and shrugging the mysterious weight off, Mc looked down to see what had fallen off of them.

With their groggy vision, Mc could make out blue, teal, orange, brown, grey, black, and white bits of cloth.

And after rubbing the sleep from their eyes and looking for a second time, Mc realized that the different colored bits of cloth were actually jackets.

6 coats and 1 cape to be exact.

Mc sighs contently realizing what had happened while they were asleep.

The brothers each laid their coats atop of Mc to create a makeshift blanket, to keep them from getting cold.

Mc can continue from there via 3 ways:

They can leave the jackets on the couch and go about their day

They can personally return the jackets to each brother

They can be a lil brat, take the jackets to their room and refuse to give them back

(I'd personally do option 3 :)

Edit: option 3

This imagine is brought to you by me coming to the very stupid realization that all the brothers wear jackets

[tsukii0002]

Levi: Mc we need your help.

Mc: What's wrong?

Levi: Lucifer is sick!

Mc and Levi run out to the studio where Beel is holding a Lucifer who looks very feverish, and with the other brothers clearly worried.

Mc: !!! Satan, Belphie, What did you do now????

Belphie: Nothing!

Satan: Not this time!

Lucifer: Mc?

Mc: Lucifer, how are you feeling *approaching and holding his face* ?

Lucifer: *smiling in the sweetest possible way* You're here, you don't know how much I wanted to see you.

Mc: … Have you been drinking ?

Mammon: We have checked the whole studio and there is no trace of Demonus.

Asmo: It doesn't smell of alcohol either.

Lucifer: *laughing as if he was drunk* You are so important to me… I wouldn't know how to live without you

Mc: …

The brothers: *face of horror*

Lucifer: And my brothers… without them I would have no reason to live…

All: …

Mc: HE'S DYING!!! CALL A DOCTOR!!!!

Levi: He is really sick!!!

Satan: Contact Lord Diavolo, I don't know how much time he has left!!!!

Mammon: He's going to the other side!!

Beel: *with tears in his eyes* Lucifer, you can't leave yet!

Belphie: Lucifer don't go to the light! , don't go to the light!!!

Asmo: Mc do something!!!

Lucifer: I really love all of you...

All: AHHHHH!!!

Panic breaks out in the House of Lamentations.

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Lucifer only had a fatigue fever, but for him to express his feelings as they are? suspicious 😂

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[still-a-morosexual-help]

LOVE the fact that despite being complete opposites Asmo & Barbatos get along so well and have little bitchy gossip sessions. Absolutely hilarious from Solomon's perspective though cause that's like his dad and situationship

[memeowmoth]

Thinking about Satan.

How he bites his lip in anticipation whilst reading, Fangs peaking out over his bottom lip, as he turns the page, covering his mouth with his hand as he's drawn into the book.

How if you're with him, he'll take one hand off of the book to rest it on yours, intertwining your fingers with his, as his eyes still trail over the words on the page. Repeating a passage to you that he thought was particularly well written.

How his eyes scan the room for his favourite people and furthermore how they light up when they see them, sitting next to them before taking out his D.D.D, homework, book ect.. If he's going to do something, he'd rather be in the comfort of someone he loves whilst doing so.

How despite his brothers being slightly terrified of his sin, they find him comforting because he's so easy to talk to. How Levi can go on a rant, and before he catches himself and starts to drown in self loathing, Satan will give a simple nod and say, "go on, I'm listening" and it will spark up his info dump meter again. How Mammon can go to Satan if he's mad at Lucifer because Satan will vehemently agree due to his dislike for him.

Thinking about Satan, thinking about his voice, his manner of speaking and the way he carries himself so well but he can switch within an instant, buried within his sin.

[smahell]

"oh, let's draw levi as close to canon as possible" the snail in my ear:

[orisaspirin]

I need MC to snap just to see this happen actually (imagine Solomon, Simeon, Raphael, Thirteen and Mephistopheles are there too I ran out of space)

[rottingvampyr]

🥩🍴

[koolades-world]

do you think we'd be together in every life?

volume one: everyday life; leviathan

in which you and your lover are brought together over and over again no matter the timeline, no matter the circumstances

"Levi, do you think we'd be together in every life?" You asked him.

"You'd pick me every time? If you'll have me, yes." He responded.

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When you arrived at the coffee shop you always did your work at that morning, things were as usual. You entered, ordered your usual drink and pastry, and sat at your favorite table outside. The weather was perfect for sitting outside. Crisp, but not too windy, and sunny, but not blinding. You set up your laptop and dug out all your supplies. But before you began working, you planned to enjoy your food and enjoy the scenery.

When you’d first moved the area, you’d gotten lost easily four times a day, even if you’d planned out your route. It always came back to you having to use the maps app on your phone, and even that wasn’t perfect. Sometimes, it tried to take you through areas you couldn’t go through, such as construction sites or blocked off areas. Sometimes, it tried to get you to do the physically impossible, like walk across rivers or through walls. And sometimes, it didn't even take you to the right place, even after triple checking that the address you'd entered was correct.

After talking to locals, who soon became your friends, they told you that everyone seemed to have this issue. Something about the area and maps just didn't agree. While there were maps plastered on every corner, those passing through ignored them. They thought they knew where they were going since they had their phone. This would work everywhere but where you lived.

It was safe to say you understood the plight of those who were in the position that you were not too long ago. So, when an anime convention popped up in town, you just knew you’d encounter a variety of lost conversation goers. Your coffee shop, and apartment, were pretty far from the convention center, though, so you weren’t too sure what to expect.

As you munched on your breakfast, you people watched. You’d likely be spending the rest of the day staring at your screen, so you wanted to do something other than that while you could. It was a beautiful morning anyways. A couple people you saw walk by almost everyday passed by. People on their way to work, presumably. You'd never stopped to ask them, but you'd miss them if they stopped walking by one day.

However, halfway through a bite of croissant, someone new walked by. He had a shock of blue-indigo hair, and was in some sort of armor. A small backpack was slung over one of his shoulders, and was decorated with all sorts of pins that reflected in the light. He was looking between his phone and the area around him, confusion painted all over his face. You could quickly tell he must've been bound for the convention, but had gotten lost on the way there just as you had predicted people might be.

The armor wearing stranger took a seat on the sidewalk across the road from you, still looking puzzled. You didn't want to embarrass him, so you decided to pretend not to notice him. But, the longer he sat there, the more guilty you felt for not helping. So, you began yelling at him, trying your best not to sound crazy.

"Hey! Knight with the blue hair! Come over here!" You waved one of your hands in the air. He looked like a deer in headlights. Despite being the only other person on the street, he still pointed to himself as if there was a chance you could be talking to another blue haired knight. After you nodded, he finally stood up and walked closer to you.

"I'm guessing you aren't from around here." You dusted your hands off, and turned to face him.

"No..." He sounded very forlorn.

"I could tell. Not your fault though. Just something about this area causes maps apps to misbehave. That's what I'm assuming happened, right?" His eyebrows shot into his hairline.

"Yes." He affirmed your prediction.

"So, I'm guessing you're headed to the convention then. What made you pick to stay so far away?" You asked, curious.

"Well... it was cheaper. I figured that if I saved that money, I could spend it on something else." He nervously shuffled his feet, and stared at the ground.

"No need to feel ashamed. I would do the same thing. Do you want help getting to the convention center?" You extended your help to him.

"Really? Are you actually offering me help?" He looked at you like you were his saving grace, probably because you were.

"You could use it, right? Besides, I'm not too busy right now. My work day doesn't begin for another hour and a half." You always arrived early so you'd have time to settle into working and enjoy your morning.

"Are you sure you don't mind?" He asked one more time just to be sure, as if you might take it all back.

"Not at all." You nodded.

"Thank you so much! I owe you my life." He exclaimed, and threw his arms around you. He almost immediately realized his mistake, and began to profusely began to apologize. You laughed it off, and began to pack up your things to walk this stranger to the convention center. Talking to him about the convention was the only way to get him to say more than a couple words at a time, so you did just that.

"I like your cosplay. I don't think I've said that yet. It suits you." You didn't know him, or his name, but it was oddly fitting.

"You're too kind to me. It took me forever to make. I figured I had to cosplay him because we looked so similar." You could tell just how excited he was about that fact.

"You did a great job then. So, did you dye your hair for the occasion?" You gestured to his hair.

"No, actually. That's the natural color. Really weird, I know. You don't need to tell me." He looked away from you.

"I like it. It's a pretty color." He whipped his head back around, allowing you to get the first good look at his eyes since you'd met. You hadn't gotten the chance to study them because eye contact seemed to make him nervous. They were a striking orange, with hues that matches his hair pooling at the bottom. He didn't have a response, but his face quickly gained a bright pink color. You couldn't help but giggle at his response to your compliment.

The two of you got along like a house on fire. You quickly discovered you liked a couple of the same animes. Your time together passed much too quickly for your liking. By the time you were in front of the convention center, he'd really come out of his shell.

"So, what's your name, Knight with the blue hair?" You asked.

"Levithan. But, my brothers call me Levi." He let out a breath he'd been holding.

"Nice to meet you, Levi. I'm Mc." You smiled at him. Levi looked like he had something to say, but closed his mouth. "Have a great time at the convention." You took a couple steps back and waved. He lifted his arm and watched you as you left.

You walked back to the cafe you'd started at, but you couldn't stop thinking about Levi. You assumed you'd never see him again, so you tried not to linger on thoughts of him. The map had taken him to you randomly, and if he tried to do it again tomorrow, or later than evening, there was no way it would take him back to you again.

So, you went back to work. You hung out a little longer than you usually would, maybe because you hoped you'd see him again. After that, you headed home, and repeated the same thing the next morning. You ordered your usual, and sat down at the same table.

At around the same time as a the previous day, Levi showed up again. He walked right up to you, and it seemed like, just like yesterday, he had something to say.

"It's you again! How was yesterday? Fun?" You grinned at him, happy to see him again.

"Thank you." He blutered out. It caught you by surpirse. When he noitced your face, he explained. "I forgot to say it yesterday. I actually didn't forget, I was afraid. But, I came back to tell you that."

"You're welcome. It was no big deal." The fact that he found you just to say thank you was touching.

"I want to get to know you better." He started turning that same shade of pink again.

"I couldn't stop thinking about you." You admitted. He slapped a hand over his mouth, seemingly concealing a grin.

"Do you have time to come to the convention with me today? I thought of you when I saw some of the booths." He wrung his hands together, seemingly like he was ready to run if you said no.

"I do, actually. I don't have a cosplay like you do, but that still sounds fun. Is it possible for me to get a ticket this late?" You began to riffle through your bag, searching for money.

"I bought a VIP pass, and it came with a guest pass. But, I came alone." Levi told you.

"You're so sweet." You gave him a smile that came from within, and you were almost certain you blinded him with it. But, regardless of that, he outstretched his hand to you. You got the feeling you'd get to know him well.

[savemebeel]

BEEL IS GIVING PRINCE VIBES HERE 🌸🌸🌸

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(Art belongs to Solmare & has been edited by me)

[mvmmoney]

stopppp why is he so 🥺

[enoe-of-noen]

I know it took me a week but..

Soloboy art wooo!!!!

Old HBD Solomon art (first fanart posted here too!!)

[bluewolfangel01]

Expanding on my last post

*In the HoL group chat*

Asmo: Has anyone seen my white jacket?! I need it for a party!

Satan: Didn't you leave it on Mc?

Asmo: Yes, but it's not on the couch and they haven't returned it, so I don't know where it is!!!

Beel: I can't find mine either.

Asmo: Lucifer!

Lucifer: Mc, would you care to explain?

Mc: Mine

Lucifer: Pardon?

Mc: You relinquished your jackets to me, therefore they are mine now. Thanks <3

Belphie: ...

Mammon: ...

Satan: ...

Asmo: Okay hun, I'll find something else then!

Mammon: Understandable have a nice day ✌️

Levi: Hope you all have back up jackets LOL

[tsukii0002]

Mc: Hum... Where will Beel be? I should go look for him.

The game:

I'm still laughing in the floor for this.

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[still-a-morosexual-help]

Do you think Solomon had to sit through the 2-hour presentation about the exact length of Lucifer's eyelashes or ?