#obey me asmodeus x main character

[ethereal-writes]

Obey Me Headcanon part (???)

First of all, happy pride month! (Very brief NSFW mention)

I've had this HC in the back of my mind for a while, but I'm just saying, Asmodeus would 100% have 0 problems dating an asexual person who was repulsed.

And I know what you're thinking, "he's he avatar of lust1!1"

Yes. But we see how often Asmo puts so much emphasis on him being attractive, and him needing everyone else to believe it too. I'm a firm believer that Asmo thinks being pretty and being good in bed is all he's good for.

But imagine an MC who couldn't care less about that stuff. They don't think he's hot, they think he's beautiful, inside and out. They love him because they love him, not what he could do for him, and he'd have no fear that they're just using him for his body like so many others have.

Not only would Asmo not have a problem with it, I think he'd be incredibly happy and secure in that relationship, and he'd be incredibly affectionate to make up for the lack of other kinds of intimacy.

[still-a-morosexual-help]

Something about the way that MC flirting with Asmo is actually subtle but them flirting with Mammom might as well be "WOW that's CRAZY. I'll need mouth-to-mouth cpr to recover, HOW TERRIBLE. Mammon, come here." is so funny to me

[vivi4nn4]

my random obey me headcannon ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི

the pact week .𖥔 ݁ ˖

— there’s this week where mc experiences the sins every day of the week

— monday - pride ꩜ all day mc goes around ,head high. every time someone says something mc always got a snarky response ready n waiting. No one will put them down not even demons.

— tuesday - greed ꩜ mc is out looking at anything shiny like a bird. They are greedy n wanting everything attention ,money everything in sight the sudden urge to take it n keep it.

— wednesday - envy ꩜ now envy it’s overwhelming feeling when you see something that you want it just rushes over mc. It’s like this burning feeling of anger burning but not quite there yet mc will be snappy more irritable but the worst is yet to come

— thursday - wrath ꩜ and this is when all that anger explodes do not step on mcs toes during this stage it’s the strongest n hardest to control well so are they all but trust me mcs senses n emotions becomes heightened n in this stage they will explode at everything and anything

— friday — lust ꩜ now this stage isn’t everything you’d think it would be during this stage, mc looks become more memorising everyone won’t stop being able to look away. But as you expect during this time sexual tension are high for mc, but don’t think that’s just what it’s about becsuse mcs self confidence sky rockets suddenly they can’t stop look-ing at themselves.

— Saturday - gluttony ꩜ on saturday mc wakes up with their belly making angry noises suddenly they feel the need to eat everything in sight, it’s a strange feeling but no matter what they eat they never feel full or if they do it’s not for long. Mc will be hibernating in the kitchen or near food stands for the full day

— Sunday - sloth ꩜ when mc wakes up it’ll be so much later then they normally do, they look at their phone it’s already 1 in the afternoon their body feels so slumped and heavy their eyes slowly closing n opening suddenly they have fell back asleep. anyone who dares to awaken their slumber will be caught by a death glare b a moody whine

[taigalikethetiger]

a belated happy birthday to the beautiful and amazing Kisa @obeymekisa ❤️ and to our morning star Lucifer🫶🏻✨

[kittyflows]

I fucking love MC. They’re still badasss✌🏻😗

[celestialfantasiess]

Demon bros react to Luke who has puppy crush on MC

Disclaimer though this is completely and purely platonic, mc does not return his feelings Luke is 10 that's a child.

Requests: open <3

。lucifer 。

‣ Thinks it isn't worth wasting any energy about someone who has a small crush. It's just a child that resembles a chihuahua, so there wasn't any way you would reciprocate those feelings for said child.

‣ He will however glare at Luke whenever he sees him standing a little to close to you, and he will glare until Luke notices this.

‣ When you try and confront him about it he will deny anything and refuse to admit that he did. But you know he did it because whenever he does it Luke turns even paler.

。mammon 。

‣ As soon as he notices he will become jealous of the literal child, which could have been expected since Mammon sometimes also has the maturity of a child.

‣ Whenever you are talking with Luke he will just flat out drag you with him to some other place, most of the time his room.

‣ When you ask him why he did that he just starts talking about how he saw that you wanted to hang out with the great Mammon.

‣ Will glare at Luke whenever he sees you two talking and he can't drag you of.

。leviathan 。

‣ Jealous but not necessarily of Luke, he know you wouldn't date a child. But with the revelation of Luke's crush on you he starts to realize that other people are also able to have a crush on you and not only he likes you in that way.

‣ Please reassure him that the only person you are interested in is him or he will begin to spiral.

‣ Now think anyone that looks at you a little too long might have a crush on you and that you will eventually realize you can get someone better than him.

。satan 。

‣ He won't outwardly say it but he is slightly annoyed that that little chihuahua has a crush on you. He knows you only like him but that doesn'ty stop the anger from forming whenever you pay attention to Luke instead of him.

‣ Suddenly instead of Lucifer, Luke might find himself on the recieving end of some pranks. Nothing harmful but suddenly all his left shoes have disappeared and there are no more spoons for him to use.

‣ When you confront him about it he will pretend like he doesn't know what you are talking about. But the pranks might get a little less.

。asmodeus 。

‣ Think it's kind of funny, especially since Luke follows you like a little chihuahua whenever you are around.

‣ Does find it annoying when you spend time with Luke instead of him. Please give him more attention before he throws a scene.

。beelzebub 。

‣ Probably won't even notice it unless it's pointed out to him first. Won't make anything of it unless Luke stops making his desserts for him. Then he will probably let you ask for them because Luke will make them for you and then you can pass them to him.

‣ But if he does notice Luke looking a little too often at you you might suddenly find yourself in one of the best hugs you ever had.

。belphegor 。

‣ Won't necessarily get jealous but does think it's fun to piss Luke of. So whenever you are talking to Luke he just comes by and throws himself on your lap to sleep on or if your standing just leans against you and falls asleep.

‣ So now you have to either make sure he doesn't fall flat onto the floor or you are stuck underneath him.

‣ Will give Luke a big smirk whenever he does this, as to say you can't have them they belong to me.

[orelicia]

. 海上生明月，天涯共此时。

. 情人怨遥夜，竟夕起相思。

. 𝔸𝕦𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕒 || 𝐎𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚 || Indian|| Other blogs|| Obey Me! Shall we date?|| Request open!!|| . Rules||

. 灭烛怜光满，披衣觉露滋 不堪盈手赠，还寝梦佳期。

© orelicia. I do not give permission to modify, translate, copy or repost ANY of my works. Reblogs are very much beloved!

[toshiro-taichou]

Future Prince of Devildom: Undertaker

Meet the future King of Devidom, Undertaker. Undertaker is Diavolo's and Sammy's eldest son. He's a troublemaker.

Name: Undertaker

Age: Depends on the pictures.

Gender: Male.

Sexuality: This kid is gay. So gay for Lucian (totally) (Like parents like son (Dia simping for Luci and Sam being unofficial married to Lya))

Species: Demon

Birthday: 29 February.

Traits: This kid is literally the perfect definition of the devil. He likes luring people into a false sense of security before ripping them apart with words. He's a demon but he loves working with the Reapers. He loves annoying anyone he can. Seriously, how he's Diavolo's kid, no one knows. But most of all, he loves drawing on his Grandfather's face (RIP). Also he won't hesitate to curse the hell out of Solomon, especially after he tried one of Solomon's cooking one day as Solomon offered some behind Sammy's back.

Family:

Grandfather: The Demon King.

Father: Diavolo: The Demon Lord

Mother: Sammy: The Avatar of Sins.

Brother: Kaizo.

Sister: Shiro.

Uncles: Lucifer: The Avatar of Pride. Mammon: The Avatar of Greed. Leviathan: The Avatar of Envy. Satan: The Avatar of Wrath. Asmodeus: The Avatar of Lust. Beelzebub: The Avatar of Gluttony. Belphegor: The Avatar of Sloth.

Auntie: Lya Rose.

Godparents: Barbatos. Lucifer. Lya Rose.

He likes reapers and suffering

He dislikes Solomon and cats

His favourite hobby is annoying Lucian.

Whenever his birthday gets asked, he always says his birthday is on the 28th February and the 1st March, just to confuse everyone, he only has one birthday but he loves confusing people. Seeing as he is born on a day that comes once every 4 years, Undertaker gets to choose if he wants his birth celebrated on the last day of Feb or the first day of March, although his birthday celebration lasts for three days because of the confusion of his birthday.

Also this kid is a sadist, most people would believe he's Lucifer's kid because of how much he loves torturing people, but he's Diavolo's.

And...

He hangs out with everyone's favourite reaper, Thirteen.

And this is what Undertaker looks like when in the RAD uniform

Definitely the prince.

Undertaker, Sammy, Kaizo and Shiro belongs to me.

Obey me doesn't.

[chubbymc]

💜First of all, let’s get this out of the way!! 💜

Main Character:

For the most part, they will present gender neutral unless stated/asked otherwise!! (They/Them)

They are chubby!! (This blog wouldn’t exist if they weren’t!!)

They may also be referred to as plus-size!! (I just think Chubby made a cuter blog name >//< haha! Please don’t refrain from asking for plus-size scenarios!! I encourage it!!)

Feel free to ask of any scenarios or interactions between the boys and MC! (SFW only please!! >//< As the blog writer I’m Asexual and don’t really like writing NSFW…sorry!!)

Also feel free to make scenarios as short or as detailed as you may wish!! (I will pick the ones that pique my interest the most!! >//< make them as personal as you may want too!! for example: MC having wardrobe malfunctions and all that jazz!! >//<)

Terms I will be using!! TBR: Stands for “The Boys React:” and MCR: Stands for “MC Reacts:”

And finally… ASK ARE OPEN!! Don’t be shy!!

💜Have a wonderful day!!💜

[cookiesandbiscuits]

Eyy!! I found it!! The fic that made me love yandere content!

All Magic Comes With a Price

*I've had this idea sitting in my drafts for AGES now! I am so so excited to finally be writing it. This entire idea comes from this fan art and the song Friends on the Otherside. This one is differently diverging from canon, so bear with me, but I hope you all enjoy this. -B*

Summary: One too many pacts has left Solomon's soul non-existent and in the hands of demons. The effects are irreversible, and you're forced to bear witness as the mage succumbs to the dark influences around him.

CW: Obsessive behavior, Yandere, Graphic descriptions of pain

Part 2, Part 3

It was inevitable.

The soul could only be stretched so thin, and Solomon recklessly handed piece after piece of his, in return for service, to demons for centuries. In all honesty, it was a miracle he was as human as he was after he managed to form 72 separate pacts.

You could only watch as it worsened over the years and he lost more and more of himself.

When he hit 75 pacts, the passion in his eyes began to fade. At 80, he became irritable and less genuine to those around him. With 85, the small fleck of gold that resided in the bottom of his irises grew until his eyes became a predatorial, luminescent gold. At 90, his canines extended and his skin lost its youthful pallor.

You had begged him to stop, to open his eyes and see what he was doing to himself, but Solomon didn't care. The alluring draw of power was too much for him. He wanted more. He needed to feel the power of the demons around him thrumming through his veins as he made them submit to his will.

So he continued on, becoming more malicious with every demon he conquered. If you were aware of half of the crimes he had committed, Solomon had no doubt that you would never be able to look him in the eyes again, which was precisely why he kept it from you.

It left you deliciously naive when he sent you an invitation to his manor to visit him.

You crept into the mage's house nervously. The air tingled and crackled with the o-zone-like presence of magic so powerful, you could feel it constricting around you.

You took in a stuttered breath as you glanced at the hundreds of artifacts decorating the space. "S-Solomon? It's MC!" You called out as you wrapped your arms around yourself. "Where are you?"

"I'm right here, dear."

You yelped and whipped around as his breath, unnaturally cold, waved across your neck. Your eyes widened and you nearly fell backwards as you took in the man in front of you.

This wasn't Solomon, or at the very least it wasn't the Solomon that you had come to love after all these years.

This Solomon's eyes were cold, yet manic with some twisted form of determination and pride. His lips were spread across his face in a wide grin, revealing his pointed fangs to the world. A dark, menacing aura surrounded him and seemed to reach out for, longing to pull you close to his side.

He chuckled lowly as he drank in the terror painting your expression. "Don't look so scared, MC. It's just me."

You slowed thickly, never once daring to take your eyes off him. "S-Solomon, what ... What happened to you?"

His eyebrows narrowed in disbelief of your question. "What do you mean what happened? I'm stronger. I'm the most powerful I've ever been."

You felt your stomach tighten at the statement as you took him in. "Is that really all you care about? Look at yourself! Are you even human anymore?"

Your blood froze in your veins as his grin grew wider. "That's the best part!" Solomon tried to move closer to you, but with every step he took forward, you took one back. "I've surpassed all forms of mortality and humanity. I'm better than ever before!" He looked down at his own hands in awe. "I don't know if I'm a demon or something else, I haven't had the chance to run some tests yet, but I feel better than ever before."

Tears pricked the corners of your eyes at his words. "Solomon," you breathed. "This... This isn't good. This isn't you," you ran a shaking hand through your hair as you looked at him. "There has to be a way to fix this. M-Maybe if we break some of your pacts o-o-or-"

The smile instantly fell from Solomon's face as his newly-golden eyes flared. "Now why would I want to do that?" He questioned innocently, as though he wasn't looking like he would kill you if replied incorrectly.

You felt your bottom lip tremble as you backed yourself against a wall. "Because I miss my friend," you desperately admitted. "Y-You... Your soulless, Solomon. You've lost everything that made the man that I... That I..." You bit back the sobs that pushed against your lips as you felt yourself tremble.

Solomon simply stared at you as though he was analyzing a specimen under a microscope. It disgusted you how familiar the glint of maddening curiosity was; how it reminded you of the knowledge-seeking, sketchy wizard the man once was.

With slow, precise steps, Solomon made his way over to you and gently cupped your cheek. You whimpered and tried to lean away from the hold. He chuckled as though you were nothing a baby animal squirming in his grasp and leaned down closer to you.

"I'm still your friend, MC," he whispered as your eyes met. He smiled gently at you as confusion painted your expression. "I'm still Solomon. I just got a few new upgrades," he tilted his head as he moved his hand away from your face and rested in on your shoulder. "Think about it. I can better protect you like this."

His words only created more questions in your head and offered you no answers. "Since when have I ever needed to be protected?" You snapped. "In all of this madness, have you forgotten who I am? I'm the human representative of the Devildom. I'm the Master of the seven Avatars of Sin."

"And yet," Solomon cut off as his eye darkened. "You came to me just last week with a broken wrist because you got caught in a scuffle between Mammon and Leviathan," you clicked your mouth shut. He sighed and rubbed circles with his thumb into your shoulder. Your breath caught in your throat as it brushed against the edge of your pact mark for Asmodeus resting on the crook of your neck. "You and I both know that more often than not it's those demons who claim to protect you that are the ones hurting you."

Your heart pounded in your chest as you watched him cautiously. A foreboding sense of danger weighed heavily above you. "They never mean to. It's always an accident."

He quirked an eyebrow at the statement. "Always?"

You winced, remembering the incidents from your first year in the Devildom. "Almost always."

Solomon hummed in thought and moved the collar of your shirt so that he could see Asmo's mark. "Do you know what I think?" You silently shook your head. "I think you don't these pacts. You don't need those demons."

You felt your expression harden as you slapped his hand away. "As if you're one to talk," you hissed. "How many pacts are you at now? 93?"

"A hundred actually," he corrected in an amused tone. "Which means there are a hundred demons of varying strength and power at my beck and call, and yet I still never managed to get my hands on more than just Asmodeus out of the brothers," he clicked his tongue in annoyance and looked at you. "But you do control them. Even without those silly little pacts, you have them wrapped around your little finger, don't you?"

Your hands curled into fists as you glared at the smirking wizard. "What are you getting to? Just spit it out already."

Solomon laughed, a sinister sound that you knew would haunt your nightmares for months to come, and placed his hand directly over Asmodeus's mark. "Gladly."

You screamed as you felt your mark bubble and burn beneath his touch. You tried to pull away, but with a flick of Solomon's hand, you found yourself paralyzed. "Solomon, what are you doing?! Stop it!" You pleaded.

"I know this hurts," he cooed as he moved his hand to your wrist, holding tightly onto Leviathan's pact mark. Shrieks poured past your lips as the fiery hot pain restarted and felt as though something was being ripped from your body. You had never felt pain like this in your life. "As I was saying earlier, you don't need your pacts with them anymore. It's not like you actually use them anyway, and they're terrible at keeping you safe," he smirked as he took his hand off of you. "I mean, look how easily I got you alone."

You snarled at him as tears spilled down your cheeks. "Because I trusted you, you bastard!"

Solomon tsked as he wagged a finger at you. "That was your first mistake. Rule number one, MC, never trust anybody."

You opened your mouth to argue with him but were cut off as he placed his hand onto your stomach and began to erase Beel's mark. "Stop it!" You sobbed. "Just stop it! Please!" Your stomach lurched at the dizzying waves of distress and concern coming from the remaining pacts.

Solomon remained unbothered and pressed down harder only causing your cries to grow louder. "No. You need to cut your ties with them. Then you'll return to the untouched, magic-less human you once were and have someone who actually knows how to look after humans looking after you," he scowled in thought as he moved on to Belphie's mark on the back of your neck. "I mean honestly. I'm surprised Belphegor was the only one to who managed to kill you."

You knew you were in denial. You could feel the magic, the strength of the brothers, slowly be drawn out of your body and yet you clung to the hope that this wasn't actually happening. That this was just some twisted nightmare.

The pain flaring from your back as Solomon traced his fingers down to Satan's mark on the middle of your spine told you otherwise.

"You're doing so good though," he whispered as you sobbed helplessly against him. "Honestly. You are truly one of the strongest humans I've ever met."

"F-Fuck you!" You cursed, wrath flaring within you as you felt the final remains of Satan's presence slip from your grasp. Solomon merely held you closer.

He sighed and lifted your chin for you to look at him. "I know this is hard on you. I know you care about them. But I am trying to help you."

"No, you're not!" You argued as your pleading eyes met his. "You're trying to make me d-defenceless so you can-can control me just as easily as you control all those demons you've collected! If you actually cared, y-you'd let me go!"

He held your eyes for a moment, and you dared to hope that maybe, just maybe, he was actually considering it. He slid his hand across your face so that he carefully cupped your face. "You've got it all wrong," he stated calmly. "I don't want to control you. It is impossible to control someone as wild and free as you are," you whimpered and trembled as you felt one of his hands begin to trace around Mammon's mark over your heart. "But it's that wilderness, that recklessness that gets you in so much trouble. I mean, you went ahead and without any knowledge on pacts or demons made several pacts with some of the strongest demons in existence because a man in an attic told you to," you couldn't help but sob as his eyes softened and he ran his thumb along your cheekbone. "Someone needs to keep you in check. Someone who understands not only humans but curious, wild, little things like you. Luckily enough, you have me now."

His hand slammed onto Mammon's mark. You wailed, letting out all the grief, pain, betrayal and anger that was consuming you as you cried out to the skies. You tried to shove his hand away, to push him off, but it was no use. Your body was still frozen stiff from his spell.

Solomon frowned as he looked at your tear-stained face and sighed, "I assume you know what's next?" Horror flooded your veins as his thumb stroked the final mark of Lucifer that sat proudly on the crown of your forehead. "Leave it to Lucifer to choose such an exposed and vulnerable place for his mark," useless pleas flowed from your mouth as he pressed a kiss just above the symbol. "It's a shame it has to go, really. It looks so lovely on you, almost like a sapphire tiara," he hummed as he brushed your hair away from your forehead to gain better access. "Oh well. I'll just have to get your own tiara to make up for it, huh?"

You closed your eyes tightly, waiting for the inevitable. Deep within you, you could feel Lucifer thrashing about desperately in confusion, pain, and anger. In a final act of defiance, you called upon what little strength you had left. "Hear me, denizens of darkness, you who are born of shadow and you who give birth to it. Hear me and do as I command," you whispered as quietly as you could under your breath.

Solomon narrowed his eyebrows as he noticed your lips moving. "What are you-"

"I call upon you to send the first one of your number!" You felt your mark begin to heat up with power and knew there was no way to hide this from Solomon. You had to complete the spell and fast. "I summon-"

Solomon shoved his fingers between your teeth and pushed down on your tongue, effectively preventing any further words to come from you. He stared at you with wide eyes as his chest heaved. You couldn't help but whimper as you felt Lucifer's magic slowly dwindle down once more into its passive state.

Solomon growled as he gritted out his own Latin incantation and you felt a tendril of ice extend from his fingers, slither down your throat and wrap itself around your vocal cords. "I don't want to deal with Lucifer and his brothers just yet," Solomon pulled his hand out your mouth and wiped it on his shirt. "I'll have their pacts eventually, but first I need time to get you situated. Fortunately for you, I'm a patient and merciful man. I have all the time in the world, and I understand that you're probably overwhelmed," he grabbed your chin and forced your head up as he looked down at the mark on your forehead. "But let's remove any temptation, shall we?"

Without any further warning, he placed his hand on your forehead. You silently opened your mouth to scream as pain burst through your skull like fireworks and rang through your ears. You could feel Lucifer try to fight, struggling to keep your pact alive. Solomon merely pushed harder causing spots to appear before your eyes as Lucifer's presence grew smaller and smaller until it burned into non-existence.

Solomon panted as he pulled his hand away and wiped at his forehead. He smiled smugly to himself as he looked at your now clear skin. "There," he huffed with a grin. "All gone. You won't have to worry about those pesky demons anymore."

He waved his hand and whatever spell had been keeping you paralyzed finally lifted. Your knees instantly gave out underneath as you collapsed; Solomon yelped and rushed forward to catch you.

He shushed you softly as you trembled and cried against him, remaining limp in his arms. He carefully rearranged you so that he was cradling you and began to walk deeper into the manor. "There, there, MC. It's alright. You can rest," you heard him whisper as your eyelids grew heavy. "I'll keep you safe for the rest of your life."

*** I had a few ideas for different directions I wanted to take this in terms of the ending, but you guys really seemed to like the yandere idea so I ran full speed with it. 😅 Hope you guys enjoyed! Thanks for the love and support. -B***

UPDATE: One of my lovely anons wrote a prelude to this fic that you can find HERE

TAGLIST:

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[secretjules]

☆, 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝘂𝗶𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝗶𝗻𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂 ,☆

in which the brothers have a sixth sense, telling them you're in distress. or... the brothers have spidey-senses.

Pairing: Lucifer x gn!reader

Warnings: a rat.

AN: these won't be coming out in order. you can thank my brain for that!

Characters: Lucifer (you're here!) ... Mammon (coming soon) ... Leviathan (coming soon) ... Satan (coming soon) ... Asmodeus (coming soon) ... Beelzebub (coming soon) ... Belphegor (coming soon) Dateables coming soon...

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Lucifer had been at his desk since returning from RAD when Diavolo approached him, asking for help with paperwork. Reluctantly agreeing, knowing Diavolo should handle it himself, he found himself amidst a pile of documents needing revision by tomorrow afternoon.

He had worked through half the stack, pausing only for dinner, bathroom breaks, or to scold his brothers. Well past midnight, an unusual exhaustion and a looming migraine plagued him. Rubbing his temples, he continued with his pen, suddenly feeling a chill down his spine—a feeling that drew him to check the kitchen. Perhaps Beel was sneaking another midnight snack? Ignoring his fatigue, he headed downstairs, intending to give Beel a piece of his mind.

Approaching the kitchen, an eerie silence surrounded him, broken only by faint huffs and whispers inside. “whatthefuckwhatthefuckwhatthefuck,” a voice muttered urgently.

“Mc, what are you doing here so late?” he called out sternly, eyes adjusting to find you huddled on the counter. “Why are perched on the counter?”

“I wanted water, but then that thing showed up behind me,” you whispered hastily. Lucifer followed your gaze, spotting a sizable rat staring from the floor.

“You're on the counter clutching a ladle because of a rat?”

“Where I come from, rats aren't this gargantuan!” you retorted, not amused by Lucifer’s playful tone. He smirked before scaring off the rat, earning a disbelieving look from you. Was he seriously letting it go? You swung your legs down as the creature scurried away. “Are you just letting it run off?”

“No, I’ll have Barbatos handle it,” he said matter-of-factly.

“Oh great, as if my suffrage wasn’t enough; now you're dragging poor Barb into it,” you hopped off the counter, grabbing your glass of water before turning to him. “Why did you come down here at this hour?” You checked the kitchen clock, realizing with a small gasp that it was 2 AM.

“To be honest, I felt compelled to come. It was... intriguing,” he explained, guiding you out of the kitchen and into the hall, his touch lingering on the small of your back.

“You so sensed I was in danger.”

“Sure I did,” he cracked a small smile, quickly glancing behind him—hoping you hadn’t caught his amusement at your less-than-hilarious joke that still managed to tickle him. “Almost like spidey-senses.”

“Spidey, what?"

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[ethereal-writes]

A Suprise For You (Ft. Asmodeus and GN!MC)

Warnings: Romantic relationships

Length: 0.9k words

Genre: Fluff

Summary: Asmo has a suprise for you.

A/N: This by far is my favorite story out of everything I've written for the holiday season. I don't think any warnings are required, but if you think I should add any, please let me know! Please enjoy the story!

-Ethereal (✿◡‿◡)

Story below, please don’t claim as your own!

You were currently finishing off the last of your wrapping for the holiday season. You'd bought a few things for each of the brothers, plus the folks at Purgatory Hall and the castle.

It had been a long few hours, and you'd endured countless papercuts, but it would be worth it when you see the look on their faces.

Bzzt.

Bzzt.

Bzzt.

Bzzt.

Your D.D.D. started buzzing, making you jump.

You flipped the device over to see who was calling— scratch that, see who was spam-texting you. You typed in your password, and Asmo’s profile picture kept popping up at the top of your screen.

Oh well, you could use a break anyway. You tapped the conversation.

Asmodeus: Hey!

Asmodeus: Hey!

Asmodeus: Heyyyyy!

Asmodeus: C’mon, don’t ignore me!

Asmodeus : Pleeeeeeaaaseeee?

Asmodeus: I have something to show you!!!

Asmodeus: I’m going to keep texting you until you answer!

Asmodeus: adsf

Asmodeus: dkjfn

Asmodeus: abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz

You: YES Asmo?

Asmodeus: Oh, good! You’re here :D

Asmodeus: Come to my room!

Asmodeus: I have something cool to show you!

You: Okay, I’ll be there in a second.

You clicked the power button, making the screen go dark. Your phone lit up again almost immediately with another slew of notifications.

Oh well. If it was him, he could wait until you got to his room.

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You rapped lightly on his door, and it swung open almost immediately.

“Hi sweetie!” He exclaimed excitedly, ushering you inside.

“Hey!” You greeted. You glanced around his room, but nothing seemed obviously different from the last time you were in here. “What was it you wanted to show me?”

“It’s not in here,” he answered, opening the glass door that lead to his balcony. “It’s out here!” He stepped out of your way so you could pass him, then closely followed behind you.

…You still didn’t see anything different.

Asmo walked towards the railing, gazing at something in the distance.

A little confused, you followed suit and saw…

…Still nothing.

“What are you trying to show me?” You asked. You heard him tsk, then suddenly felt his warmth behind you.

He hugged you from behind, resting his head on your shoulder. He draped one of his arms over you, pointing at something in the distance.

You leaned forward, squinting a little.

“Still don’t see it, hm?” He asked, a playful tone in his voice.

“No,” you admitted.

“I forget you humans don’t have as good of vision as we do.” Asmo sighed. “Okay, let’s try something. Don’t move for a sec, ‘kay hon?”

He pulled away from you, and you couldn’t help but shiver. Even if it didn’t always snow, winters in the Devildom were definitely chilly. Even so, you stayed obediently still.

“Three steps back,” Asmo instructed.

One. Two. Three.

“Do you see it yet?” He asked.

“See what?” You asked.

“You’ll see!” He hummed, giggling.

“Now, one step to your left.”

“I still don’t see anything,” you said, shivering as the chill started to sink in a little more.

“We aren’t quite there yet,” Asmo explained. “Take one more step back.”

You followed his instructions, and felt warmth behind you once again. He was right behind you.

“Now, turn around,” he whispered, giving you a quick peck on the cheek.

Feeling the heat rush to your face, you turned around.

Asmo smiled at you. “Do you see it now?” He asked.

“I see you,” you answered, though you weren’t disappointed in the least.

“Hmph.” Asmo rolled his eyes. “Alright, let’s try one more thing. Look up, hon?”

“Up…?” You glanced up, and felt yourself blush even harder.

There was a perfect bundle of mistletoe suspended above you. When you looked forward again, Asmo was even closer to you than before. Maybe it was the cold, but you could’ve sworn there was a faint blush on his face as well.

Tentatively, he wrapped one of his arms around your waist and pulled you a little closer.

“Um…so…this is a thing in the human world, yeah? And…” Asmo cleared his throat, looking off to the side.

For someone who was usually so forward, seeing him so shy was downright adorable.

“Um…I thought we could���you know…” He looked back at you, and you could see the nervousness in his eyes.

You giggled, cutting him off by giving him a quick peck on the cheek.

“Hey-!”

You could tell by his expression that you’d caught him completely off guard.

His eyes narrowed at you, though his smile got wider. “Was that a challenge?” He asked, leaning in. “Hmm?”

You quicky shook your head, giggling.

“I think it was!” He argued. “And sweetie, I never back down from a challenge.”

Grinning mischeviously, he leaned in and began peppering your face with tiny kisses, making you giggle.

The last kiss he left was on your lips, and lasted a few beats longer than the others.

After a few moments, you pulled away, only to nuzzle into his chest. “It’s cold out here,” you mumbled.

“Oh, I forgot!” Asmo exclaimed. “You humans are even worse with the cold than I am…” He wrapped his arms around you. “What do you say we go inside and cuddle?”

You nodded. That sounded perfect.  

[still-a-morosexual-help]

Okay you know how the brothers all love MC and are all to some degree possessive of their own individual relationships with MC?

Imagine if they all had their own nicknames for MC that they all used exclusively and absolutely forbid anyone else from using

Eg:

Lucifer - "Zephyr" because that's what he names them in the manga + it's based off a dad joke

Mammon - missing a letter from somewhere in their name

Levi - part of their name + "chan" at the end cause goddamnit he's gonna live out his childhood friend dreams

Satan - he reads a lot of human world books, so the most common nickname for their name in the human world

Asmo - something cutesy, a part of their name plus "ie" added at the end

Beel - the second shortest nickname. He tried to say their name while eating and only part of it came out and it stuck

Belphie - the shortest nickname. He mumbled their name while asleep but only part of it came out and it stuck

Anyway, S4 - post S4 MC who actually works as a student council member and so has to deal with demons in and outside RAD, and one of the brothers will tell the demons "hey we're sending ____" and then another will call the demons and say "__ is on the way" and none of these people know who the fuck they're supposed to be meeting. Is it 7 different people? Is it one person with 7 names? They thought the human's name was ________ for the past 3 years but apparently it's not???? And at this point they're too afraid to ask

[vivi4nn4]

I'm back with another request 🥰

Can we get hc reactions of the brothers if MC went and got a piercing? (like nose, ear, belly, lip)

Omg yes yes yes I have my nose n belly done I’m waiting to get my toungue and eyebrow done but I love this idea!I ran out of ideas tbh so I left it as asmo bcs there wasn’t much left to say about these hc but please enjoy!

— I feel like that lucifer isn’t a big fan of piercings, in my opinion I think lucifer thinks they aren’t very pleasing obviously his pride thinks they have some sort of not presentable look about them but overall lucifer isn’t really too bothered

— mammon. Okay controversial maybe? But i definitely hc as mammon with a lip piercing n maybe an eyebrow? Idk i feel like he definitely has some sort of piercing n he will definitely get a piercing to match you or he’ll get you matching jewellery i do think mammon is freaked out but the belly piercing overall big fan

— leviathan is most of the time kinda hard to write for I don’t know he’s very like all over the place but I do think leviathan does get squimish seeing you change or thinking too much about your piercings don’t get me wrong he does like the look of piercings but whenever he thinks about getting them done leviathan just completely goes off the idea

— satan I’m not all too sure I think he doesn’t really think much about it. Neutral opinions! Satan definitely just doesn’t see the point in them he’d get one or he reslly liked the look of them but he just doesn’t like how they could n will scar over he’s not a big fan of that part but he’s not really bothered

— asmodeus HATES piercings they scar your skin!!! asmodeus will have an expect for ear piercings maybe 1 or 2 but he must admit he does like the appeal of them but piercing through your skin n leaving scars getting infections he just thinks it isn’t worth it asmodeus does secretly like the look of them but will never admit it

[temis-de-leon]

Gn!MC with thick curly hair

Characters: Lucifer, Mammon, Satan and Asmodeus (x reader, separately; could be read as pre-relationship since it's a tiny bit suggestive)

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@cubandevil04 : Hello!! I ADORE your writing, it's so fun😘 I was wondering if I could have an obey me headcanon (lucifer, mammon, satan and asmodeus please🙏) with a GN!MC with thick curly hair?? Very 70s curly shag style💅😜 just overall reaction and their thoughts, especially since no character with curly hair has been introduced👀 please and thank you!!

A/N: had so much fun with this one that I wrote it in just a day, can you believe it?

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We’re bringing sheep!MC to the table here. Whether you want them to be an ewe or a ram, it doesn’t matter; in the end, they’re cute and their wool is curly and fluffy.

I haven’t read the manga, where this version of MC takes place, so I don’t know how it works, but I like to think the potential human students didn’t have photos on their information sheets as to “not judge a book by its cover”, therefore no one really knew how MC looked like.

(Actually, this HC works with human!MC too)

It isn’t until the year is coming to an end that MC’s biology and immune system have developed enough to survive the Devildom’s atmosphere in their human form. They’re allowed to transform back and everyone finally sees what they’ve been missing out this whole time.

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Lucifer

Due to his work, his taste and the way he is overall, most of Lucifer’s friends belong to the nobility or high society or are generally people with ambition and success in mind.

While he can enjoy going to clubs, like some of his brothers, his personality shines in more private ambiences. Old-money type of parties where chatter is never loud and guests are well groomed and put together, showing themselves in their demon forms with grace; the ultimate level of formal attire.

No matter your gender, hair is supposed to be pushed back with a polished look, so thick curls are hardly appreciated.

When he sees your human form for the first time, and this is something he will take to the grave, his first fleeting thought is wondering if you somehow maintained some ovine feature that made your hair look like that.

Suffice to say, it doesn’t take him too long to understand that your appearance is entirely yours and not the consequences of some spell.

He’s not blushing, MC. Stop laughing at him.

Will compliment you to make you blush instead.

The unruliness of your haircut makes it impossible for him to stop staring and he can’t help but imagine what would it feel like to touch it, to curl the loops around his fingers as many times as you’d let him.

He’s curious about how messy it’d look with a bedhead, but that’s a thought he’d rather revisit later.

Mammon

Although he was extremely curious about your human appearance since the moment you started to grow on him, it wasn’t something he lost sleep over.

He would love you no matter what you looked like.

However.

Being a model himself, it is impossible not to picture you on the cover of a magazine the first time he lays eyes on you. Looking upwards, eyes directed towards the camera under your lashes and lips partially parted, barely hiding a knowing smile.

Yeah, he can picture you. Perhaps too well.

But he’s being honest! You could be a model, MC!

Demons have been following human trends since the dawn of time, given that they are to be perceived as temptation, and he hasn’t seen that haircut in decades. Sure, curls have always been present, but not in that specific style.

You will catch him staring at you way more often than when you were a sheep, but there’s a shift in his eyes that you’ll only notice if you stare just as much.

Before your change, there was admiration and affection, an honest yet small smile that would disappear behind his hand in embarrassment whenever you’d turn his way.

Now, besides that, there’s also yearning. A desire to do something that only manifests when his fingers grab the end of your curls and gently tug to make them longer each time you sit together in class.

He will stop if it bothers you even if your rejection hurts a little, but please, please, allow him this much.

Satan

Unlike his eldest brother’s, Satan’s social circle is diverse and large, ranging from interns and students to CEOs and deans.

You never know where help and privileges may be coming from, after all.

He’s not picky about the origins of his friendships either, so one day he might be seen chatting with the National Fangol’s Vice Chairman and with an undiscovered indie singer the next.

His world is versatile and constantly evolves; he’s met a lot of different people through the many years of his life and all of them looked different from the other.

While yours is a haircut he’s already seen other people have, he still smiles the first time he sees your human form, although that might be due to him finally seeing your true self.

There’s a wild feeling to you that’s also cosy and confident. You remind him of bookstore cafés and open mic bars and even music festivals in summer where the dirt is covered in empty cans, half-smoked cigarettes and unconscious people.

He wonders if you like music or poetry, if he could introduce anybody to you that could make your dreams come true or that could give him the perfect opportunity to take you on your ideal date.

Or maybe you’re not an artistic person and you have your fixation focused on science or magic.

Perhaps none of them or even all at once!

He stares, not because he’s obsessed with you or your fitting hairstyle, but because he’s dying to know how much more is there for him to uncover.

Asmodeus

I’m going to step into shitpost territory here, but if he could have a Pokedex of inhabitants of the Devildom and beyond, you better believe it would be halfway full.

He’s known, met, and befriended (and more) so many people that is difficult for him to discover someone different.

It’s not your fault or lack of creativity, but when you’re an extroverted demon with such an experience in socializing like him, it gets to a point where finding unique features gets hard.

Still, when he first sees you, he can’t help but stare with shiny eyes and an open wide smile.

Your appearance helps your personality make sense. It’s an accessory that compliments you and, now that he has the whole picture, he can remember all those moments he shared with you and replace your cute little sheep shape with the human body that’s keeping him awake at night.

It’s not like that! Nothing filthy!

Although he won’t mind if you happen to slip inside his bed in the middle of the night.

He just can’t stop thinking about you, the way your curls frame your face or bounce when you play that tiring dance game in Levi’s room.

Not much time passes until he starts watching videos on Deviltube on how to define curls or how to style them with silk scarfs, rings, chains and even crystals. He’ll be happy to help you with the process, especially if it takes longer than expected. That just means you both get to spend even more time together.

And you’re going to look so cute!

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Taglist: @ilovecandys2010 @ollieoven @kingofspadesdelusion @whimsybloom

[shall-we-die]

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{HBD Dear MC!~}

A list of gifts they gonna give you 🎁

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☰[Main list]•⊰ X Obey me!

#Part 1 📍 || #Part 2 || #Part 3 || #Part 4

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[Lucifer]:

A piece of music he composed, a bouquet of rare black roses, a vintage vinyl record of his favorite music genre, a handwritten letter and a necklace with a pendant.

[Mammon]:

A brand new car, an expensive watch, a gold necklace and the most expensive set of jewelry he could find. (With the help of Lucifer’s money of course)

[Leviathan]:

A signed rare copy of his favorite anime and manga series, rare figurines of his favorite characters, and a handmade bracelet made out of real gemstones.

[Satan]:

A box of homemade pastries that would always refill and never run out, a leather-bound notebook filled with his best poetry and a ring with a ruby attached to it.

[Asmodeus]:

A luxury spa package, his favorite book series and a perfume set that contained all his favorite scents.

[Beelzebub]:

A home cooked dinner, a bottle of champagne and a jar of his special honey.

[Belphegor]:

A big cuddly teddy bear, a warm blanket and pillows and, a big pillow-shaped chocolate cake.

[Diavolo]:

An exclusive tour of the Demon King’s castle, a luxurious robe and a box of sweets.

[Barbatos]:

A personal day out with him at his favorite places, a bottle of expensive tea and a vintage-style fountain pen.

[Simeon]:

A bouquet of rare pink roses and peonies, a box of chocolates as well as his homemade cookies, and a framed letter.

[Solomon]:

A handwritten book filled with magical spells and runes, a new spellbook which he designed himself, and a bottle of the rarest and most unique wine there is.

[Luke]:

A box set of his favorite stories, a new plushie and a box of his delicious pancakes.

[Raphael]:

A handmade sweater, a basket with all his favorite herbal teas and spices, and a box of his most precious herbs and plants.

[Mephistopheles]:

A box filled with all his favorite rare books, a handmade ceramic mug and a handcrafted blanket.

[Thirteen]:

A framed photo of the two of you together, a handmade plushie with all her favorite features and a big box of chocolates.