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[l3viat8an]

Fluff idea sitting in Lucifer’s lap while he works. Not even really talking to each other just enjoying the moment. 

Ahskhs fluffy Lucifer <3 rambling as always-

Honestly if Lucifer could he’d always have you sitting in his lap. Especially while he works at his seemingly, endless pile of paperwork.

Nothing calms him down more than knowing you’re safe in his arms.

Now it depends a little on if you’re sitting facing him or his desk-

If you’re facing him; wrap your arms around his neck or nuzzle your face into his neck and Lucifer will immediately relax into you. He’s still working ofc! He’s just not as stiff~

His fingers will run up and down your spine, when he pauses to think. Lucifer clams it helps him concentrate- but really he loves the way it makes you wiggle in his lap.

If you’re facing his desk; he’ll ask your opinion on little things once in awhile. Smiling at you proudly when you point out something he missed or just agree with him.

And it’s just super peaceful….sitting with Lucifer like this- The sound of his pen scratching away as he signs papers ‘n corrects others, soft classical music playing, (if you’re lucky you’ll even hear Lucifer humming along with his favorite part) and the faint scent of coffee, mixed with warm pine~

If you’re not careful you might just fall asleep in his lap <3 and then Lucifer will have a new homescreen for his DDD!!!

[demonvibez]

Waking Up with You

Characters: Lucifer x Shy GN Reader Word Count: 2k+ Rating: Teen Tags: fluff, kissing, suggestive moments A/N: This was requested by a friend, and it was too cute to pass up. Hope y'all like!

Your sleepy eyes slowly flutter open, the night's dreams fading into obscurity as your eyes focus on your surroundings. Letting out a tiny yawn, you push yourself up a bit to have a look around. With nothing but the flickering light of a distant candle, you gaze down at the handsome demon beneath you, his arms loosely gripping you as you lay on his chest. It was your first time spending the night with Lucifer - nothing too scandalous though, for he knows how timid you are, and has been taking things slow in your relationship together. Last night was pretty much perfect - of course the Avatar of Pride would plan the perfect date for you. He was able to bribe his brothers to leave for the night - with threat of punishment if they misbehave - and proceeded to cook the most romantic meal for you both. A moonlit dinner in the garden, just the two of you - and it's then that he gently takes you by the hand, and asks you to spend the night with him. The look in his crimson eyes and soft tone of his voice - which he reserves for only you - and you know you can trust him completely.

And that's how you found yourself in the arms of the Morningstar so early in the day. You can't stop yourself from admiring him - for like the painting above his bed, he truly is a work of art. His raven hair lightly brushed back out of his face, revealing peaceful eyes deep in slumber. His flawless skin like a smooth marble, and you swear in your mind you think you can see him actually smiling in his sleep. You wonder for a moment if it's effortless - he is asleep, after all. Then again, he is Lucifer - ever meticulous and prideful, maybe he would try to maintain decorum, even while unconscious. Even so, he truly is picturesque - if only you could take his picture. You know you’d wake him if you tried, though - you'll have to commit this sight to memory.

You can't help but to bite your lip as your eyes drift downwards to the rest of his body - the way his sleep shirt only has two buttons done, the rest falling open to reveal his chiseled features. You can see why he was Father's favorite - he sure took his time crafting such perfection. You can't help the way your fingers lightly ghost over the contours of his abs, so tempting to touch. Your hand hovers, but you don't want to disturb his sleep. So you hesitate. That is, until you hear a light chuckle.

"Curious, are we?" He has that tone which you can tell means he is smirking. Caught a bit off guard, you can't help the small jump scare he gives you - a tiny yelp leaving your lips and a ferocious blush flooding your cheeks. Your eyes widen and you immediately reach down for the grey silk sheets and pull them over your head, hiding under them.

"Uhhh…I'm sorry, that was weird. How long have you been awake," you ask, your already sheepish voice muffled by being buried under bedding. Lucifer tightens his arms around you, looking down at your form with a certain sense of amusement.

How long had he been awake? Well, certainly longer than you had. He had actually been laying there for quite a while, keeping his eyes closed and simply enjoying the moment. At first because he didn't want to move from this embrace with you, but then he felt you stirring, and wanted to see what you would do. He eventually peaked his eyes open to find you looking at him in wonder - and he finds himself looking at you the same way. You're just so adorable, so precious, so endearing. So perfect in all of your own ways, that he actually finds himself feeling grateful once again. Maybe fate hasn't turned it's back on him after all. It's once he saw you contemplating whether or not you should touch him, that he could no longer keep up his sleepy rouse.

And now, he feels he misses your face already.

"Nonsense, my love. Please don't ever hide yourself from me." he says, both literally and figuratively. You can hide yourself from the rest of the world, but never from him. Sure, it may be partially due to his pride, but it is also because he cares for you so deeply - because he already loves the parts of you that have opened up to him. He is eager to continue peeling back the layers, getting to know the real you, the human with the most beautiful soul he's ever seen. So of course he's not going to let you just hide away from him - especially while he holds you in his arms. Using his strength to pull the sheet off of the bed, he tosses it off of the edge. Finally, he is able to gaze into your kind human eyes.

"There you are." That tender smile he reserves for only you pulls at his cheeks. "I've been awake for sometime now, and I did not wish to disturb you. So I may have feigned my slumber for a bit longer to keep you in my arms. However, I had no idea when you would awaken - or that I would find you admiring me in such a way," he teases, his voice low and his signature smirk making a comeback. You go to hide your face against his chest, only for Lucifer to lightly grab hold of your chin. His thumb gently strokes your cheek as he reassures you that you have nothing to be embarrassed about - it's just the two of you here, in your own private little paradise.

You melt into his touch, his words, and you both find yourselves leaning in, your lips colliding - gentle at first, but slowly growing in intensity. Your little human hands grip the loose fabric of his pajama shirt, and now suddenly the Avatar finds himself lightly blushing - whether it's the kiss itself, or the reminder that you wore his dress shirt to bed, he's unsure. He's just glad you're too shy to tease him about it. You pull away for air, and now you're the one letting out a chuckle.

"What's got you blushing, Luci? Hmmm?!" Or maybe not, about you teasing him - but you're both laughing as you lightly poke his cheek. You always manage to find a way to surprise him - to show him little glimpses of yourself that you don't show to anyone else. Maybe that's why the two of you are so perfect for each other. He lightly grabs your wrist, before pressing a kiss to the tip of your finger.

"Only you could, my dear." And you swear you see his eyes sparkle as he leans in to steal yet another kiss from your soft lips. Your hand gently cups his cheek, and the warmth of your touch illuminates his demonic soul. For a brief moment he wonders how he could find such a slice of heaven so far down below - how he could continue to be blessed after being condemned. Pushing those thoughts aside, he deepens the kiss, the little noises you’re making letting him know you’re enjoying it too. Those little sounds are music to his ears - and knowing he’s the only one that gets to hear such a beautiful song makes his heart swell that much more.

Your hands move down his torso, searching for those two annoying little buttons at the bottom of his sleep shirt. You fiddle with them a bit, unable to undo them without breaking away. Lucifer beats you to the punch, breaking the kiss but still hovering your lips with his own.

Just as he’s about to tease you for wanting more of him, a loud banging at the door shatters your peaceful existence together. He puts a finger to his lips, motioning for you to stay silent. Maybe if the two of you ignore it, the problem will just go away - wishful thinking. A louder bang, followed by Mammon and Satan shouting from the hallway, makes it clear that will not be the case. How could they possibly be home already?! While Greed shouts for more money (and Wrath does his best to pester the Eldest), you feel Lucifer’s muscles tense beneath you. His eyes roll at his brother's demands, his jaw clenching as he tells you he will be back in a moment through gritted teeth and a fake smile. That deadly smile. That deadly, sadistic smile that has but one meaning: retribution. Thankfully it isn't for you, but you can only imagine the fate of the brothers that actually will receive it.

He quickly presses a kiss to the top of your head before climbing out of bed. Buttoning up his shirt as he crosses the room to the door, he slips out into the hallway, making sure the door is firmly closed behind him. You’re not exactly sure what he says to his brothers, as you can’t make out his words. You just hear his low tone coming through the door, along with his angry aura. Probably something about them being strung up from the ceiling together - you’re sure you’ll find out later.

You hear a few crashing sounds, your eyes widening - you can imagine the fight currently erupting between your lover and his younger brothers. You’re not fond of these sibling fights between them - you usually stay out of it, trying your best to just fade into the shadows. It's simply more rational for you to step in once everyone has calmed themselves, even if only slightly.

For a moment you wonder what sort of mood Lucifer may return in, and the thought makes you want to pick the sheets back up off the floor and hide under them again - if only you could both return to the serenity of waking up in each other’s arms.

Sliding to the edge of the bed, you are about to reach for the discarded sheet when the door suddenly opens. Lucifer walks back in, and you notice he is casually chatting on the phone - he doesn’t seem angry at all. You’re unsure who he's talking to, at first - but as the conversation continues, he returns to sit next to you on the bed, and you can hear Lord Diavolo’s booming laugh on the other end of the call.

While he was out arguing with his brothers in the hallway, he had an epiphany - he wasn’t going to let anything ruin his day with you. So he called the Future King to ask about sending his brothers to the Castle and taking the day off. He wasn’t too specific about telling his plans, but Diavolo was happy to oblige him regardless - plus, the Prince put it together on his own, and he’d never deny his best friend.

“Once again, thank Barbatos for me for taking my brothers off of my hands today. And thank you as well, Lord Diavolo. Let me know if they’re too much troub-“ and you hear Diavolo cutting him off, saying the two of them have it handled - and something about the brothers ‘rat-catching in the labyrinth.’ The thought of such a task gives you a slight shiver, having to hunt rats in such a cold, dark maze. You instinctively move closer to Lucifer, wrapping your arms around him and hiding your face against his shoulder. The feeling of you pressing into his side signals him to wrap up the call, and he does as such before tossing his DDD onto the nightstand. You peek up at him, a certain innocence in your eyes as you rest your cheek on his shoulder. Eyes that could start the Second Celestial War. He almost gets lost in them - until you gently break the silence.

“What was that all about?”

“Just making sure we can enjoy the rest of our day together in peace,” he says, now taking the arm you are resting against and wrapping it around you instead, pulling you closer into him. “Now…where were we,” he murmurs, his smirk devious yet playful. That bright blush he loves so much returns to your cheeks once again, and of course he stops you before you’re able to hide your face. He knows you too well.

Another kiss he cannot resist, passion thick in the air as you resume the loving embrace you had both entered earlier. Your hands begin to roam again, pulling at the bottom of his pajama shirt, and he breaks the kiss to discard it for you. His pride immeasurable as he sees the way you’re looking at him, shimmers of both love and lust as you take in the demon before you.

Sin looks really good on you, but he doesn't want to get ahead of himself.

Taking your hand in his, he presses a soft kiss to your knuckles and promises that whatever you want do to next, it is all up to you. Whatever you may desire, he will respect it and make it come true. If you want to take things slowly, that’s fine by him - he has all the time in the world for you, the one human who has captivated his heart.

And just as he is about to settle back down, assuming you will choose to wait - you surprise him yet again, your lips crashing onto his, your hands pulling at what’s left of his pajamas.

Maybe you’re not as shy as he thinks...

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[officialdaydreamer00]

[You've received: a Star letter!]

[Open it?]

» Yes No

“Happy New Year, my dearest.

I look forward to another year together with you. Even if the universe prevents us from seeing each other face-to-face, perhaps one day we will. Maybe you and I would end up happy together then...”

Lovejoy Studios presents:

ʟᴇᴛᴛᴇʀꜱ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀꜱ

« He sent you his best regards, and his heart longs for you »

[2nd January - 20th January]

"Two entwined souls, yet two different lands

Regardless of distance, hold fate in their hands

The Star Child be their witness, with happiness she says,

“Send him a letter and receive one back, you may”."

✩ — About this event:

A New Year event for Twisted Wonderland and Obey Me!

In [Letters of the Stars], you must be aware that your significant other is, unfortunately, fictional. And he, too, is aware that you are real.

However, since it's New Year, you get a chance to send him a letter, and receive one from him. As long as your souls are connected, you will find each other, in one way or another.

✩ — Rules:

★ You must reblog the post. Your faith is needed for her to travel amongst the stars.

★ Seek for the Star Child. You can find her wherever you can see the stars glowing brightly.

★ Offer her anything sweet, like pastries or candies. She loves them, and thinks of them as payment for her messenger service.

★ Now you can ask her to send your letter to your beloved. Not to worry, you will receive his sooner or later. The Star Child is just waiting for his reply to send it back to you.

★ This is an 'x reader' event, so the Star Child only accept letters in that format.

— You may write a full letter that is signed with those lovely pet names he gives you.

— Or,the Star Child can help you write one! Just give her his name and your best regards, and she will send him immediately. Do offer her one more pastry as a bonus, she always tries her best to help reunite two distanced souls, you know?

Oh my, the Star Child will be awakened soon. Take your chance and reach out for him! The Stars will show you the way.

🏷️ @azulashengrottospiano @aqua-beam @siren-serenity @identity-theft-101 @dove-da-birb @shinysparklesapphires @vioisgoinginsane @shyhaya @hisui-dreamer @axvwriter @names-are-dumb @ameleii @iseethatimicy @xen-blank @gardenhallow @cecilebutcher @ceruleancattail @loser-jpg @siphoklansan @moonlit-midnight @krenenbaker @ryker-writes @cookiesandbiscuits @minimallyminnie @cave-of-jade @mermaidfanficlibrary @taruruchi @savanaclaw1996 @thehollowwriter @edith-is-a-cat @wordycheesecake @enigmatic-pers @jaylleoo14

note: i might not write for characters i have difficulties writing for, but i will try my best to.

[sil-writes-fiction-too]

Lucifer Drabble

Lucifer x GN!Reader

Genre: fluff, suggestive

CW: slight suggestive themes at the end if you squint-

A/N: helloooo I am not dead, surprise! After June of Doom I wanted to take a little break, enjoy the Summer holidays and focus a little more on my studies... then I ended up in the ER and my focus kinda went out the window! :D Now, my exams aren't over, and as a matter of fact I have one next Monday, but!! I kinda still wanted to keep the writing part of my brain noodle exercised, and if I don't distract myself from all the shit I just went through I will go crazy, so here I come with a very short, very self-indulgent drabble! Eeeenjoy!

“Come to my room right now. Don't make me wait.”

That's all he wrote to you, and you didn't really question it. You just got up and walked down the hallway to his room. You know Lucifer, and you know what he wants. Right from the get-go this morning you knew it was going to be a long and stressful day for him. It is not unlikely for Lucifer to request your company at the end of days such as this and honestly? You welcome it.

You were unable to spend any time with him lately, and it was really starting to get to you, so going to see him sounds like a great idea right now.

You knock at his door with no hesitation, and, like other times before, it opens on its own, letting classical music pour out of the room. Lucifer is sitting on the sofa with a tea tray on the coffee table, his coat abandoned on a chair and his shirt slightly unbuttoned. Ah, so it is the kind of day that requires the full treatment, huh?

You walk over to him and plop down in the spot next to him, even though you know that that's not nearly close enough for him and that soon you'll probably find yourself in his lap.

“Long day?” You offer with a smile, and Lucifer wraps his arm around you and, of course, pulls you closer with a tired sigh

“You have no idea.”

You settle into his side with a sympathetic smile and place your head against his shoulder.

“Anything I can do?”

He squeezes you a little closer still, as if he was trying to merge your souls together. “Let's just stay like this for a while.” You nod and say nothing else, nuzzling your cheek against him as you slowly relax.

You stay like that,basking in each other's presence for a little, but after a while you decide to start talking to tell him about you week, careful not to drown out the sound of the music coming from his record player. He doesn't say much, merely humming here and there while he runs his gloved fingers through your hair.

You don't know when, but at some point you switch positions, and find Lucifer's head in your lap as you run your fingers through his hair. Despite his silence, you know he appreciates the tender gesture. At some point, though, you realize that the music has stopped, and you throw a glance towards the record player. It is completely turned off, so you come to the conclusion that Lucifer must've stopped it with magic.

“Ah, I'm sorry. I've been prattling on for too long, haven't I? You wanted to enjoy your music in peace.” You say apologetically, smiling down at him.

“Don't be ridiculous.” He grabs your wrist and gently brings your hand to his lips. “I merely decided to turn off the record player so that I could listen to you better. Your voice is my favorite sound, I thought you would know that by now.” He gives you a self-satisfied smirk when he sees your cheeks turn red at his simple words. You are just so adorable sometimes. What is he supposed to do with you?

“As a matter of fact-” he sits up and leans over you, caging you against the sofa with his arms “-I think I want to hear more from you...” He drawls in a low purr before leaning down to lavish your neck with kisses and little bites.

[str4wberri-mochi]

THE DEMON BROS REACTING TO MC GETTING CURSED BY A LOVE POTION Pt.1

SUMMARY: You and Solomon were doing a potion for class, but you messed up. In present, you're unconscious with the demon brothers surrounding you and yelling at Solomon as if it's his fault. Solomon came in use by telling them the effect of the potion: "The first person they see after waking up will be the person who they will cling on to the whole day."

WARNINGS: getting cursed ig...

Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor, Bonus- Pt.2

My vision is getting blurry...

LUCIFER

You opened your eyes as your gaze fell on Lucifer's tall figure standing still in pride position in the middle of the rest. Your pupils dilate as the potion takes effect. You stand up, light-headed, barely managing to walk towards him. Lucifer's chest bloats ever so slightly with pride as you take your steps towards him, stumbling. He reaches out his hand to you as the complains and whines from his brothers only fuel him. You take his hand and pull yourself closer to him, making his cheeks tint the lightest shade of pink when you wrap your hands around his neck. Fortunately for him, his brothers were too busy revolting to capture the rare blush on his face. You bury your head on the crook of his neck mumbling his name in an almost inaudible sound..... for humans. Hearing your mumbles, Lucifer swelled in pride while his brothers swelled in the other cardinal sin of envy. In midst of the quarrel between his brothers, Lucifer pulled you away elegantly. Leading you to his room while pampering you with innumerable kisses. Congratulations! You unlocked soft Lucifer!

"Oh, my love, seeing you like this is better than any dream come true"

Lucifer's a sadist. It's the truth but seeing you in his arms as you snuggle his chest, the way your eyes look at him with love, as you obey every word that escapes his lips makes him feel like he is in the celestial realm again.

Lucifer is also a workaholic but right now, the paper work on his table lay untouched, instead his head lays on you lap as your finger run through his black and white strands.

Being aware of his chaotic brothers and their antics he put a curse on the door that only he can lift. Not even his father himself can separate you two right now.

He didn't realize how much he needed this until now. He can feel his stress vaporize with your touch.

If you decide to pamper him with kisses he will internally die while trying to act all smug. Please don't kill this man he is already too tired

Next day, Lucifer will be the happiest demon alive.

MAMMON

Mammon might not be the smartest, but he definitely saw you open your eyes and see him. He stared at you intently watching as you barely manage to stand up. His eyes widen as you wrap your arms around him. Starts mumbling about how great he is and why would you see him first while letting an obvious blush creep up his face. He picks you up like a twig having your arms wrapped around his neck and your legs around his waist as he takes you to his room. His little brothers' complains die down with every step towards his room. He goes full Tsundere while letting you pamper him.

"I-It's not like I am e-enjoying it or anything.... Oi! who told you to stop"

Doesn't let you stop. It's not like you want to

He takes you out that night, away from his brothers and just with him and boy oh boy does he spoil you!?!

But can you blame him in the first place? You just look so cute when you cling on to his arm like that, when you look at him like that. I mean who wouldn't want to spoil you rotten??

If you plan on staying home that night, he will make sure you have some kind of physical contact with him all night even when you go to sleep.

next day, mammon has a certain someone's lip stains all over his face and you have the intoxicating smell of mammon's cologne.

LEVIATHAN

You of course wouldn't want to look at a yucky otaku like him, first thing after waking up, right? Then why are you making eye contact with him right now? Hell, when did you even open your eyes? He takes a step back slightly hiding behind the fifth-born as you dizzily stand up. You take his hand and slowly cling on to him. He almost faints as his face grows red redder than Kushina's hair. He is in too much shock to take you to his room. But if you insist, he will oblige. His brothers surprisingly do not complain (except for Asmo and mammon trying to steal you away here and there).

"Y-Y-You would l-l-like to s-spend a whole day with a yucky otaku like me? You're an a-angel!"

leviathan.exe has stopped working.

Tells himself that you are just doing this because of the potion.

If you agree to do cosplays with him he will be over the moon.

Malfunctions every time you cling on to him and oh boy, if you decide to kiss him he will die happily then and there.

Please don't let this demon degrade himself.

Gets really awkward the next day, not knowing how to react.

A/N: Thank you for reading take care.

[trebledcrow]

Tranquility Beneath the Stars (MC x Belphegor, MC pov)

A live projection of the human world night sky covered the ceiling of the House of Lamentation’s planetarium, meteors and their bold, white trails smearing across the midnight sky. Occurring on this night was the peak of an annual meteor shower, and you’d agreed to a makeshift viewing as a date with your beloved.

You laid flat beside Belphegor, who’d just dozed off despite his futile attempts to remain awake for the whole date. You almost wished he could’ve lasted longer, but despite that, you were still content with simply being alone with him.

Belphegor’s chest softly rose and fell while he buried himself further into your side. A soft sigh escaped his lips when he then wrapped a sleeved arm around you.

This sudden move caught you off guard, though you couldn’t help but to feel comforted by his unconscious affections. He looked peaceful with you in his grasp — perhaps more than usual.

The midnight silence, interrupted only by the caressing whisper of trees in the wind outside the windows, was enough to lull you into a blissful serenity. This sparse moment was one to savor, and so you did

Perhaps spending more quiet nights like this with your partner and nap buddy were in order. Things were commonly chaotic at the House of Lamentation, but tonight was an exception. A rare and welcome exception.

Lady moon continued to make her rounds towards the west while you gazed up at the projection. While counting passing meteors, weariness began to overtake you and your eyes began to sting.

Ultimately you were forced to surrender as staying awake became an impossible task. Quietly exhaling, you settled down and clung to Belphegor for warmth and comfort.

With a turn of your head, you planted a tender kiss upon the sleeping demon’s crown. You leaned closer and whispered a simple phrase; a phrase you’ve similarly said many nights before.

“Come see me in my dreams, alright..?”

With that, you pulled the cotton quilt brought along to the date over the both of you and closed your eyes, awaiting a loving dream meeting in the astral realm.

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Well. I impulsively wrote this after stargazing and observing meteors myself… instead of finishing my other projects…. and while fighting sleep. The inspiration was far too strong. Im no beta’ing this baby and editing the best I can while fighting the eepiness, and given that, i can’t guarantee quality bc i wrote this while half asleep hehe. It’s 5:36am, so perhaps I’ll go sleep now. Hope that anyone who finds this enjoys it 🖤✨

[with-love-from-hell]

The Confession

Wc: ~4k

Genre: Fluff, teeny bits of hurt/comfort, some comedy

Pairing: Barbatos x Chris (@kitsune-oji )

A/N: Thank you for commissioning me for this adorable piece, Oji! If you'd like to commission me for a piece of writing, please visit my Ko-fi for guidelines and pricing!

Chris stared at the text that appeared on his screen. No matter how many times he read the words over, anxiety continued to course through his veins. It was almost as if he was reading another language, or had intercepted a hidden code that had clearly been meant for someone else. And yet, the words reverberated through his head, as if mocking him.

It couldn’t be real…could it..?

Are you interested to know how I feel about you?

No. Barbatos wouldn’t ever text him something like that out of nowhere…and yet…Here the message was, staring him straight in the face. 

Why would he ask such a question? Chris had been pining for Barbatos since they began getting to know each other better. The way Barbatos would dot on him made him feel loved, and he found his ability to…well…live to be much easier with the affection of butler. Even before they grew closer though, Chris found his overly formal way of speaking to be quite charming, he admired his prowess in cooking, and had a strong curiosity to know more about the power he held. Outside of that, he definitely was pleasing to look at.

There was no way that Barbatos could have seen plainly through him…right? Chris liked to think he was able to keep his emotions hidden to avoid ultimate disappointment when he experienced some sort of rejection, but then again…Barbatos was very perceptive. So if he was aware of Chris’ feelings…why play this teasing game? 

Was it merely to get a laugh- to lead him to think the butler had feelings for him, only to rip any hope away by revealing his trick? So many other experiences in the past played through his head. Usually, they would pass and he could move on from them…but now he analyzed every interaction for some sort of clue. He knew Barbatos to be quite cunning- his intentions never worn quite as plainly on his sleeve like Beelzebub or Satan. His expressions were hard to read, and his texts were even more convoluted. What could this possibly mean?

But no matter how hard the self-deprecating part of his mind tried to convince him it was all in jest, there was a larger, more curious part that urged him to respond. 

It was hard to make sense of it all, and if he kept trying to question what his response to the inquiry should be, he would be sat here for centuries before being able to give Barbatos an answer to his question. Biting the inside of his cheek to distract his racing thoughts, he finally sent his reply. 

…yes.

He sat on the edge of his bed, tapping his foot nervously. What would he say? Would Barbatos be irritated that he took nearly 10 minutes to respond? Maybe not…he definitely had a soft-spot for Chris, that much he was sure of. But would it even matter if this was all some elaborate prank? He anxiously awaited the reply, finding each passing second to become more unbearable than the last.

Well then, I suppose I will tell you. 

Chris’ eyes widened as he saw the typing bubble appear once more. His heart leaped into his throat as he anticipated Barbatos’s next words, thoughts racing a mile per minute as Barbatos sent his follow-up text messages.

Though…I do feel as if this conversation is better held face to face. 

Come to the castle this evening, Chris. 

I’ll look forward to it. 

He wasn’t sure when he lost his ability to take a breath, but when it came back, it felt as if a swarm of butterflies entered his stomach. He tossed his phone aside, bolting out of the room to go find one of the brothers. He needed help deciding what to wear, and how to style his hair. Despite the pounding in his head and restlessness in his veins, Chris knew that the next few hours would surely go by painstakingly slowly. 

Barbatos grinned eagerly, setting his phone aside on the kitchen counter. He was pleased that Chris took him up on his offer, knowing full well that the human was probably nervous as can be. While Barbatos was excited to finally confess his feelings to Chris, he couldn’t help but take the opportunity to watch him squirm a bit in the process. Seeing the frail human get so flustered was amusing, and- if he was to give his fully honest opinion- very cute. 

He turned to the stove, humming to himself as he set the oven to 325 degrees. There was much to do to prepare for Chris’ impending arrival. So many of the human’s favorite sweets needed to be made, and the perfect blend of tea would have to be selected for such an occasion as well. Should he also go purchase some flowers? Or perhaps some sort of gift? Barbatos’ smile grew as his mind wandered with all the possibilities of how he could woo the human. His movements were quick, a small skip to his step and lightness to his tender dessert crafting. There was so much to do, and with so little time. He needed to act quickly, but ensure there were no silly errors in the most important conversation he would likely have with Chris- at least until there was the possibility of a proposal. He let out a gleeful laugh, fondly remembering back to a few weeks ago where he looked into a timeline where they were betrothed. 

Barbatos was so absorbed in his activities that he barely noticed when Diavolo strolled into the kitchen. He observed the butler buzzing around the kitchen with a nervous, yet excitable energy, and found himself curious. He smirked, leaning against the archway

“Hmm? And what seems to have you in such high spirits? I haven’t seen you smile like that in ages…” Diavolo laughed, shaking his head. “…actually, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you so elated. What’s gotten into you, Barbatos?” 

He paused, turning to greet the future king. “Oh, Good afternoon, Young Master…I suppose I…” Barbatos blushed, rubbing the back of his neck. “I suppose that I have maybe gotten a bit carried away…” 

Diavolo chuckled, approaching the counter. “Do tell- what is it that you have gotten carried away with?”

“I have decided to tell Chris how I feel about him.” Barbatos mused with an elated smile, beginning to flatten some pastry dough. 

“What made you decide now was the best time for that?” Diavolo rested his cheek on his fist, intrigued by the notion. “ I must say- it’s about time. You two have been circling around this for quite awhile now. I thought you both would ignore your feelings forever.”

“While I had an inkling that Chris has some feelings for me, I wanted to ensure I was not misreading any signals. The last thing I desire is to make Chris uncomfortable because I believed his intentions were romantic when they were not.” Barbatos cleared his throat, his blush spreading. “As you know, this is the first time I’ve felt such a strong desire to be with someone…in a romantic sense, that is. And…I…want to make sure I do this right.” 

“And what is ‘doing this right?’ “ Diavolo quipped, watching Barbatos delicately cut various shapes into the dough. “I am doubtful that Chris has standards so high that you wouldn’t be able to meet them…even with a simple gesture.” 

“Well, I want to appeal to his interests, so I am preparing a tea date for us in the castle gardens.” 

Diavolo smirked teasingly. “I must say, I am surprised that you have become so taken with him. It’s not like you to be so nervous about a simple tea date, Barbatos.” 

Barbatos blushed deeply, offering a simple shrug in response…though his giddy smile never faded.

Diavolo shook his head with a hearty laugh. “Given what I’ve noticed about Chris, I’d say his feelings are mutual. Regardless of the outcome, I wish you luck, and will ensure you have the privacy you need to make your move.” 

Barbatos smiled gratefully, the buzz of excitement returning to his chest. “Thank you, young master.” 

Chris paced around the front gates to the castle, trying to work up the courage to walk to the door and alert Barbatos of his arrival. It took 3 rounds of reassurance from Asmodeus to even get him to leave the house, and there were multiple points during his walk over to the castle where he nearly turned around and fled home. The nervousness was nearly eating him alive, and the thoughts of Barbatos’ “true” intentions behind this sudden desire to express how he truly felt about him scared him to no end. Though, despite the intense fear he had of this whole situation being an elaborate ruse, he couldn’t fight the curiosity of what the inner workings of the butler’s mind truly were. 

Perhaps this could be a confession of love…though he highly doubted it.

With a deep breath, Chris robotically walked up the stone steps to the castle doors. Before he could even knock, the huge doors flung open, revealing a very excited Diavolo, who was surrounded by little Ds. Chris furrowed his brow in confusion, but before he could ask why Diavolo was the one greeting him instead of the butler, Chris was rushed along the winding hallways. He barely had time to process what was happening until he stood in front of the doors to the royal gardens, curtains drawn closed to hide the flora beyond them. Chris looked uneasily toward the prince, who merely winked in response and quickly fled the area, little Ds in tow. 

For a final time, the thought of fleeing the castle wormed its way through his mind. He turned back toward the halls that tempted him back, displaying to him the safe path back home to the brothers. He contemplated it for a moment, wondering if the potential for heartbreak was really worth it. After a deep breath, Chris turned and opened the doors to the garden. 

Barbatos’ expression immediately lit up as Chris entered the courtyard. His excitement was barely contained, his demon form manifesting in an instant. The twin tips of his tail curled slightly, and his antlers frayed open in elation at seeing the human. The wide, welcoming smile on his face also did little to hide his jubilation. Behind him was a table set with all of Chris’ favorite sweets and various varieties of sweet herbal teas. A small vase of flowers sat in the center of the table, the colorful assortment of Baby Blue Eyes and Hell Lace Daisies, along with the center Mirage Flower, drew a soft gasp from Chris’s lips. 

If this was a prank, Barbatos certainly made a fake love confession look quite convincing. 

“Greetings, Chris.” Barbatos bowed to him, gesturing to the golden chairs that were positioned oddly close to each other at the table. “I am very glad you came.” 

“Oh…Uhh…” Chris swallowed, fighting the blush that threatened to spread across his pale cheeks. He returned the bow, trying to remember his manners when in the presence of the royals. “It’s a pleasure to see you too.” 

Barbatos’ smile grew as Chris sat in the chair the butler hastily pulled out for him. Barbatos quickly sat himself in the other chair, his antlers fluttering slightly. His nerves began to get the better of him, making the swarm of butterflies in his stomach more agrivated. He stared dreamily at Chris, who tried looking anywhere else except for the affectionate, sparkling eyes of the demon in front of him. 

The air was tense as the two made nervous small talk about the happenings over their week, and chatted about the selection of desserts Barbatos had prepared for them. A gentle breeze drifted through the courtyard as they nibbled their sweets, dancing around the reason for the meeting in the first place. Every time that Chris spoke, Barbatos seemed to lean forward towards him, hanging onto every one of his words as if it’d be the last time he heard his voice.

Chris bounced his leg nervously as Barbatos intensely stared at him, seemingly watching him squirm as he waited for the demon to bring up text messages. Chris swallowed nervously, wondering if this was all part of Barbatos’ clever trick. Deciding he couldn’t take the anticipation anxiety any longer, Chris cleared his throat.

“So…uh…about that text message..?”

“Ah!” Barbatos jolted his back straight, a nervous chuckle escaping his lips. “Of course! How silly of me to nearly forget.” 

Chris raised a brow, curious about Barbatos’ change in demeanor. His normal stoicism was replaced with the fumbling nervousness of a pre-teen on their first date. And still, Chris found himself doubtful that this was the sign that Barbatos was displaying his true feelings. Despite his doubts, though- he couldn’t deny that Barbatos was acting incredibly adorable. 

“In regards to my feelings for you…” Barbatos felt heat develop on his cheeks, quickly spreading to the tips of his pointed ears. “I’ve been waiting a long time to disclose this to you, but I admit I was a bit nervous that you didn’t feel the same. Though, the more I’ve observed our interactions, I’ve come to realize that there is a high likelihood that you share in my affections.” 

“I…” Chris blinked, unsure of what to say. Something in his heart knew what Barbatos was trying to say, but he wanted him to be more direct- to tell him exactly what his feelings were. “What do you mean..?” 

Barbatos cleared his throat, his tail flicking as his nervousness increased. “I suppose I’m getting ahead of myself, aren’t I..?” He pauses, taking a moment to slow his words down. “What I mean to say is that I…I  am quite fond of you, Chris…More so than anyone I’ve entertained the company of in quite some time...” 

Chris’ jaw fell slightly, his brain trying to fire some sort of message to get him to talk as it processed the words passing through his ears. 

“...I would go so far as to say that…I find myself having fallen in love with you.” Barbatos’ cheeks burned as he caught Chris’ eyes. “The closer we’ve gotten, the more certain I’ve become of that fact.” 

It’s quiet between them for a moment as Barbatos patiently awaits Chris’ reply. Chris, on the other hand, did not know what to make of Barbatos’ confession at all. For a moment, he waited for the butler to burst into a fit of laughter, revealing that this display of love was all a ruse…but it never came. He merely smiled at him with a rosy, love-drunk expression on his face. 

“I…I don’t know what to say…” Chris finally spoke, his face erupting into a deep red blush. 

Barbatos let out a soft chuckle. “You needn’t say anything if you don’t wish to…But I must ask…may I...kiss you?”

As if his face couldn’t grow any more red, Chris felt as if his entire body was lit on fire, and he became drenched in perspiration. “Really?! …Uh…I mean…Y-yes…I…I’d like that.”

Barbatos’ tail flicked rapidly in excitement behind him as he leaned forward. He smiled warmly as Chris gulped, the human’s lips trembling slightly as they puckered into his. When their lips finally met, it took a moment for both of them to realize what was happening. It was as if they were both afraid to move at first, but slowly, Barbatos found his comfort in taking the lead. His lips knead firmly against Chris’, but maintain a certain amount of delicateness as they melt into each other. As if acting on instinct, Chris’ arms loop around Barbatos’ neck. One of Barbatos’ hands gently grasps Chris’ waist, while the other caresses his head, teasing the fluffy baby hairs on the nape of his neck. The kiss is sweet, at first tasting reminiscent of hibiscus, but behind it hid a more bitter note- one Chris couldn’t quite place. It wasn’t until he felt the sharp pinch of Barbatos’ fangs poking through his lip that the bitter taste overpowered the kiss, flooding his mouth with a flavor similar to that of overly-ripened kale leaves.

Chris sputtered, breaking away from the kiss only moments after they had found their rhythm. The demon was confused at first- that is, until his tongue swiped over his sharp fangs, tasting the faint metallic traces of Chris’ blood and his bitter venom that remained on the otherwise pristine teeth.  Barbatos’ eyes widened as Chris began to sway lazily, his balance clearly faltering. He pressed his hands atop his shoulders to stabilize him.

“Chris…Are you alright?” Barbatos panicked, trying desperately to get Chris to look him in the eyes. Within seconds, Chris’ knees buckled, and he fell into Barbatos’s arms. In a panic, Barbatos frantically glanced around the garden, trying to determine the best course of action to take. 

Chris awoke in an unfamiliar bedchamber. His head throbbed slightly as his vision became clearer, recognizing the space now as one of the guest bedrooms in the Demon Lord’s castle. He rubbed his eyes, sitting up in the plush bed. He stretched while looking lazily around the room, trying to make sense of how he got here. What had happened..? The last thing he remembered was…

Suddenly Chris’ cheeks were set ablaze. The flash of Barbatos’ inviting smile, his eyes filled with exhilaration, and his demon characteristics indicating his impatience in being able to finally take the opportunity to kiss Chris. He snapped his gaze around the room, trying to see if Barbatos was anywhere in sight. He sighed in relief, seeing the room vacant. At least now he had the opportunity to work himself through his flustered state without his intense green eyes staring straight through him. 

Before Chris could even finish his thought, the door to the bedroom slowly creaked open. Through it, Barbatos swiftly entered the room, a plate of tea in one hand, and a moistened towelette in the other. Almost instantly, he locked eyes with Chris, who’s face began to redden more now that the butler had arrived to care for him. Barbatos’ shoulders immediately lost some tension in seeing Chris sitting upright, and the expression on his face showed clear relief. 

“Thank goodness- you seem to be feeling better.” Barbatos murmured breathlessly, setting down the plate and quickly pacing to Chris’ side. The butler pressed the towel to Chris’ head, urging him to lay back down. He seemed to ignore his flustered state, maybe chalking it up to the fact that he was clearly somehow unwell, though Chris couldn’t quite remember the details. The only clue he had was that his lips felt swollen and tingly, but he attributed that to maybe being a little too clumsy in the kiss the two shared. 

“I did not expect you to wake for a few more hours.” Barbatos sighed, gently brushing his thumb along Chris’ lower lip. “I…I was very worried about you.”

Chris dropped his gaze, fighting against the warmth spreading across his cheeks. “What happened?” 

Barbatos glanced deeply into Chris’s eyes, a blush of his own beginning to form across his cheeks. “Well…I must confess that, in all of my nervousness about telling you how I felt, I believe I may have…gotten a little too excited.” 

“Huh?” Chris blinked, confused by what he meant. 

“Demons have traits that become more difficult to control when under intense emotion, though the only time you may have noticed is during times of anger.” Barbatos explained, offering a small laugh at himself for how ridiculous it sounded saying this out loud. “...But feelings of attraction and joy can produce the same effects…and…it appears that, in all my excitement in being given permission to kiss you, I accidentally bit you, and my fangs secreted some venom that incapacitated you…” 

Chris blinked, trying to make sense of what Barbatos was saying. “O-oh?” 

“You have my deepest apologies, my love.” 

The blush that had finally begun to fizzle away came back tenfold, covering Chris’ features in a ruby blaze. “I…You…W-what did you just call me?!”

Barbatos couldn’t help but smirk. “Are you not fond of pet names? I figured that would be okay considering our conversation yesterday evening.” 

Chris swallowed hard, trying to calm the rapid thumping of his heart. “I…No…I l-like it…I guess I’m just…surprised is all. I mean, I didn’t expect you to even really like me all that much…hearing you say you love me…” He trailed off, turning his gaze down. “It’s just sort of…unbelievable.” 

Barbato’s smirk fell, concern returning to his features. “What’s so unbelievable about it?”

Chris paused, trying to think of the words to describe his fear of rejection. Instead, he merely shrugged. 

It was silent for a moment as Barbatos looked away, trying to process the deeper meaning behind his words. He knew Chris’ fears of intimacy, obviously his mind having been tainted by past negative experiences. He glanced back to Chris, noticing the deep frown on his face. 

“You didn’t think I was trying to deceive you with my confession, did you?” Barbatos muttered sadly, moving to grip Chris’ hand to reassure him of his motives. “...Because I wouldn’t even dream of misleading you in such a cruel way.” 

Chris smiled weakly. “I mean, I wasn’t sure what to make of it…but I’m…I’m happy you said it, even if it is hard for me to believe.”

Barbatos beamed, pressing a kiss to Chris’ open palm. He smoothed over the area softly, basking in Chris’ loving gaze. After a few seconds though, his cheeky smirk returned, finding another opportunity to tease the easily flustered human. “Well, having how I feel about you out in the open, I believe I am still awaiting your response.” 

Chris’ eyes widened. The red tint to his cheeks deepened to a dark crimson as he whipped his gaze away, stuttering out an apology about how he couldn’t believe he didn’t tell Barbatos how he felt after such a heart-warming confession. The demon laughed, pulling Chris into another soft kiss, though this time, he ensured to keep his excitement about the new trajectory of their relationship at bay. After all, he wanted to avoid accidentally piercing the human with his fangs for a second time.

Barbatos laughed, squeezing Chris’ hand happily. “My, it has been quite some time since I looked back on this memory.” 

“I can’t believe how adorable you were.” Chris fawned, resting his head on the butler’s shoulder. “You went so far above what I ever expected a love confession to be! It still boggles my mind why you went through so much trouble.” 

“Because you’re worth it, my prince.” Barbatos mused, kissing Chris gently on the cheek. 

Chris smiled back warmly, but began to pout when Barbatos smirked teasingly back at him. “What..? Why are you looking at me like that..?”

“Oh, don’t pay it any mind, love…it’s nothing, really…I merely miss when you used to get all bothered when I would kiss you.” He chuckled, pressing down a stray hair on Chris’ head as he scowled at him. “It was very cute.” 

“Tch...” Chris looked away, a slight heat burning his cheeks despite his best efforts to prevent it. 

“Hehe, yes…just like that!” Barbatos giggled, ruffling his hair teasingly. 

Chris couldn’t help but smile at Barbatos’ silly laugh, turning and catching his lips in a kiss. “Pick on me all you want, but you still owe me a date to the Night Lantern Village to make up for biting me!” 

Now it was Barbatos’ turn to grow flustered. “And I shall take you! I’m just waiting for their next festival so I can make it up to you properly.” 

Chris rolled his eyes with a smile, again resting his head on Barbatos’s shoulder. The demon smiled, nuzzling his cheek into the Human’s fluffy brown hair. He tilted the hourglass, rewinding the memory of their first kiss once more.

[bloomries]

yeah so my husband— my husband?!

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

summary : calling him your "husband" (even though you two aren't married yet) to see his reaction.

warnings : gn! reader. mention of marriage. suggestive (in asmodeus'). the word 'husband' will begin to look strange bc it's used so much, apologies.

LUCIFER

You just meant for it to be a harmless little prank, something to tease Lucifer with later when you two were alone, perhaps gauge his reaction to the idea, but after you said 'yeah, so my husband...' Diavolo's eyes grew as wide as the moon and you instantly regretted your prank idea.

Diavolo clasped a hand on Lucifer's shoulder, beaming. "You finally asked!" This statement went over your head as you tried to quickly take back your words, Lucifer's blanched face making it clear he'll definitely be scolding you later. "But it seems I missed the wedding? Oh well, I'll just host you another wedding so I can see it for myself!"

"Ah, L- Lord Diavolo..." Lucifer sends you a glare as you smile sheepishly. "We aren't- I haven't-"

"How do you both feel about a chocolate fountain?" Diavolo is already off in his own little world, imagining how he'll plan out your wedding. Lucifer decides he'll inform Barbatos of the prank, and have Barbatos deal with it- Lucifer already has his hands full with you. He pulls you aside as Diavolo talks to himself.

"Do you see what you've done?"

"Sorry..." You fake pout, batting your lashes up at him. "My darling husband will surely fix it though, right?" Oh, how can he stay mad when he truly likes the title so much. Perhaps this will make asking you to marry him easier? You surely seem to enjoy the title just as much.

MAMMON

Mammon is always trying to listen in on your phone calls, he's nosy and likes to know all the gossip. Today in particular though, he's trying extra hard to hear, clinging to you and making you unable to do other tasks whilst on your call.

Deciding to tease him a little, in hopes of getting him off of you, you sigh dramatically into the receiver. "I'm sorry, my husband needs my attention, one second."

And when you look down at him, his eyes are wide and shiny, a blush quickly forming on his cheeks. Him? Were you talking about him? He's your husband? A giant grin takes over his features and it seems your little prank has the opposite effect you wanted, as he takes the phone from you.

"Yeah, sorry, their husband- that's me!- needs 'em!" He boasts proudly before hanging up the call and clutching on to you tighter, burying his face into your side, his grin not changing in the slightest.

You sigh, running your fingers through his hair. "Rude, I was trying to talk to someone, you know." Mammon shrugs, not a care in the world.

"'m your husband, I take priority."

"You know you're not officially my husband yet, right?" Shit, you're right. Well, that'll change soon, don't you worry one bit! Mammon knows how to take a hint, and there'll be a ring on that finger soon enough!

LEVIATHAN

You and Levi were playing an online game, chat on full blast, when you decide to tease him- because it's just so fun to see his flustered expression, and you have an inkling that this'll give him some motivation for the game. "Ah, hubby, can you help me with these guys!"

"H- Hubby!?" Leviathan's neck nearly breaks from how quickly he snaps to look over at you, you seem unphased though by the phrase- as if it came so naturally. His heart skips a beat, his grip on the controller tightening. "W- Where are you, I'll come help!"

His gaming friends are all blowing up the chat box, some getting on voice chat just to ask what that meant- 'was Levi actually married?,' 'He was a husband?,' 'Since when!?,' 'Congratulations!,' etc.

Levi would have gotten more flustered, had he been paying any attention to said friends, but he's much more focused on proving he'd make an excellent spouse by rushing to where you were in the map and one-shotting all the enemies that surrounded you.

The battle is quickly won thanks to Levi, who puffs out his chest with pride. You lean over from your gaming station adjacent of his, and press a kiss to his cheek. "Thank you, hubby~" His cheeks grow a rosy pink, and he pulls his headphones off to give you a serious look.

"Let's get married."

SATAN

"Oh husband~" You call, "Can you help me get this book? I can't reach!" Satan peaks his head from around the corner to give you a questioning look. Who were you calling husband? He watches you struggle, leaning his frame against the door with his arms crossed over his chest.

"I don't remember proposing." Satan watches as you deflates from his lack of reaction to your prank. He sighs, walking over to you and helping you reach the book, tapping it on your head lightly before handing it over to you.

"You're no fun, you know that?"

Satan has a feeling this was definitely set up by one of his brothers, and he'll definitely be getting his revenge on them for making you do this (and for making his heart hammer against his ribcage uncontrollably). Still, he hates to see you upset in the least, so he lifts your chin with his finger and thumb and sends you that smile that sends shivers down your spine.

"Don't be upset, you'll get to call me husband soon, okay?"

And he truly did mean that, he already had a ring, which sat heavy in his pocket. He just wanted to make sure you had the most perfect proposal, something straight out of a romance novel- because that's what you deserve. Soon, soon you'll be able to lovingly call him 'husband' whenever you wish.

ASMODEUS

Asmo is live-streaming again, doing a little grwm-type video, with you off to the side/in the background. As he begins to do his skin care, he asks for you to take over and chat for a little while for him, so you peak your head into view and wave at his viewers.

"Hello everyone!" You smile, glancing back at Asmo who's behind you in the bathroom, doing his skincare. "My lovely husband is doing his skincare right now, it usually takes him about ten to fifteen minutes to complete it." You say, however you can see his head pop-up from the sink and he whips around to look at you.

"Husband?" He calls, and when you nod, confirming your words, he grins. "Oh my, is this a proposal?" He asks with a teasing lilt, and you joking go along with his words, nodding before reenacting the famous getting-down-on-one-knee. You open your hands as if you had a ring box, presenting it to him. He holds his hand out to you, "I do~" You pretend to slip a ring on to his finger and he admires the imaginary ring before leaning down to kiss you.

"Now," He pulls away, wiggling his brows. "Shall we get started on the honeymoon part?"

"Asmo, that's typically after the weddi-" Asmo reaches for his phone, waving and saying a little 'byeeee' to his followers as he ends the livestream with a giggle, throwing you a lil' mischievous smile.

"No harm in starting earlier, right?" And despite only being halfway through his skincare, and this not being a real proposal, the honeymoon was very nice indeed- he can't wait for the real one though.

BEELZEBUB

You had seen the trend, and wondered how Beelzebub would react. So, under the guise of trying some new food and giving it a review, you set up your camera and begin filming. "Hey everyone, me and my husband are going to be rating food from the new McDevil menu~"

Beel doesn't react at all, and you send him a quick glance before trying again- perhaps he didn't hear you? "I think the Sin-Fries are a solid 7/10, what about you, husband?" But again, he doesn't react to the word at all, instead giving his own rating for the new fries.

Is he really not realizing what you're saying? You decide to try one last time. "My husbands food always looks better than mine," You whine, peaking over at him to see his reaction, only to see him offering you a bite of his burger. You sigh, giving up and deciding to just enjoy your food. You take a bite of his burger, offering him some of yours. The review ends swiftly, and you turn off the camera.

As you two clean up from eating, you notice Beelzebub quieter than usual. You're about to ask him if everything is okay, his face becoming flushed, when he speaks up.

"Soon, okay?" You blink a few times, confused by his words. He bashfully looks up at you, and that's when you realize what he's talking about- marriage, he plans on proposing to you soon. Your own cheeks now grow unbearably warm. "I promise."

Your prank definitely backfired, as now you're the one trying to calm your racing heart (although Beelzebub is definitely just as flustered). Still, you're holding him accountable to his promise- soon.

BELPHEGOR

You're not sure how this little prank managed to get turned against you, but Belphegor has made it so that you're now his personal pillow- again.

"I'm just saying, if I'm you're husband, then that means you should let me use you as a pillow whenever I want." You open your mouth to retaliate, but he beats you to it, batting his lashes up at you. "Don't you want your husband to be comfortable?"

"I..." You falter. You regret deciding to call him your 'husband~' to try and get him to help you with chores. You thought maybe it'd motivate him, or maybe you'd just get to see his cute blushing face, instead you're suffering.

"Come on now, don't be shy~" He wiggles about, trying to grab you to pull you towards him, but he doesn't really exert enough energy to be successful. "Ugh, why... do you... do this... to me- to your darling husband!"

"You're anything but darling." You say, crossing your arms over your chest. "Last time I call you 'husband' or any term of endearment, I swear..." You grumble, turning on your heels to leave, disappointed your prank didn't work.

Belphegor grins, snuggling up to his pillow as he watches you leave. "That's what you think," he mumbles to himself, yawning, "when I finally get that ring on your finger, I'll have ya calling me husband again, just you wait~" He snickers, and a cold chill runs down your spine. You glance back to see him asleep, although you feel as if he's planning something- and you weren't sticking around to find out what!

[temis-de-leon]

Simple signs of affection

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Lucifer: putting his hair back in place right before caressing his cheekbone, reminding him to rest his eyes and offering your company while he's working.

Mammon: putting his sunglasses on him when his hands are occupied while driving, offering him treats and changing the music to both of your likings.

Levi: charging his controllers and his DDD while he's sleeping to have them ready for the next day, standing behind his chair while he's playing and massaging his shoulders.

Satan: knowing how he likes his coffee and making it before he wakes up, hugging him out of nowhere and staying like that for long minutes.

Asmo: taking candids of him while he's distracted because you love him the most when he's himself, putting the back of his collar back in place before classes.

Beel: each of you buying a 2x1 offer from his favourite restaurant and giving him your extra portion, asking him to bend down so you can kiss him.

Belphie: softly brushing the matted fur of his tail while he's asleep, caressing his frown away when he's irritated.

Diavolo: teasing him, saying you'll fight him for the last fry or denying a favor while doing what he asked, exchanging foods because his had pickles and yours not.

Barbatos: preparing and measuring the ingredients before he gets to the kitchen, cleaning the utensils while he's cooking, making his duties a little bit easier.

Solomon: having inside jokes with him about the human world, asking him to tell you a story, telling him a story of yours.

Simeon: being in comfortable silence with him, visiting him because you missed him and because you knew he'd accidentally hung up the phone if you called him.

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Main Masterlist

[l3viat8an]

We can ask for random headcanons?!?

Could I get a cute Diavolo one????

Ofc! These are actually really fun to do XD

‘n here’s two hcs but they’re more cute+silly jsjsjsj

Diavolo ‘hides’ behind you whenever Barbatos is telling him off for not doing all of his work before trying to sneak out. (or after actually sneaking out with you-) Even if you’re shorter then Diavolo, you’ll still protect him right? And it works too- because Barbatos simply can’t focus on that when he’s looking at you.

Diavolo once asked Solomon for some human world pickup lines to use on you and Solomon gave him the cheesiest ones possible-

“Aside from being sexy, what do you do for a living?”

“Do you believe in love at first sight—or should I walk by again?”

“Feel my shirt. Know what it’s made of? Boyfriend material.”

Stuff like that and Diavolo fully believes they’ll work on you. You’ll have to explain that there are better pick up lines lolol

[demonvibez]

Showering with Mammon

·Characters: Mammon x GN! Reader

·Word Count: 1800+

·Rating: Mature/Explicit ; Minors DNI

·Genre: Fluff, Smut

·Tags: fluff, mammon accidently walks in on reader, light punishment, smut, gender neutral sex, reader has GN body parts, mentions of fangs and marking, hand stuff, penetration

·A/N: this one was really cute fun to write! y'all know as our first, he would definitely be jumping at the chance to get into mc's shower! anyways, likes/comments/rb's are appreciated! lemme know which brother you'd wanna shower with next. ♡

You and the Avatar of Greed had been thick as thieves practically since the day you had dropped down into the Devildom and under his protection.

So it didn’t come to surprise anyone that Mammon had practically moved into your room after the two of you had forged a pact together.

He was so used to sharing the upstairs bathroom with five of his brothers, despite it always being crowded and disheveled after each of their uses.

He often kept a shower caddy full of various bath products given to him at the many modeling gigs he has worked - Shower Gels from Wersace, a custom hair care set from Goetia, and a plethora of skin care products from Majolish line the bottom of his tote.

Most days his routine is rather quick - wash hair, wash body, done. Some days, he likes to barricade the door and take his time to pamper himself.

So when Mammon starts spending more of his nights and days in your room, it is only natural that he also moves into your bathroom as well.

He ends up ditching the shower caddy, his bath products now lining the walls of your shower and the counter of your sink.

You have to scold him at first for always leaving wet towels and dirty clothes everywhere, but eventually the two of you fall into a routine.

You typically take your shower first, seeing as it is your bathroom after all, with Mammon taking his second to ensure you won't be late in the mornings.

Your system starts working perfectly, until one day a simple mishap changes everything between the two of you.

You were used to getting changed in the bathroom after you finished up your showers.

You were just stepping out of the shower, pulling a towel around your body when you suddenly hear Mammon shout out to you that he is going to grab something from his room real quick.

You don't reply to him, thinking he has left already. You don't hear any noise coming from your room, so you assume that you are all alone.

You drop your towel to the floor before walking towards the mirror by the sink, when all of the sudden, the door flies open and Mammon makes his way in without thinking.

"Hey, human! Did ya hear me or no- AHHHHHHHH!"

His eyes widen and his jaw drops to the floor as a deep rose blush creeps across his face.

The image of your naked form seers itself into his memory as his brain short circuits between lust and denial.

He moves his head to look away, a hand flying up to shield his blush from your eyes, but his own eyes keep darting back to you as his heart pounds in his chest.

You expect him to say or do something, but he's frozen there.

Your voice calling out his name breaks the silence, his brain kicking back into gear before he starts blabbering.

"W-w-what are ya doin?! I didn't see nothin'! I'm goin' out! I'll be back later!" he said as he made his way out of your bathroom, not allowing you to get a single word in.

You could have sworn you saw him steal one last little sneak peek at you before slamming the door closed on his way out.

You should probably be mad about the sudden invasion of privacy, but you always thought Mammon was adorable, and the entire situation was beyond hilarious.

At first this encounter made things a bit awkward for the two of you - or more accurately, it made Mammon act a bit awkward around you - but it ultimately brought the two of you closer together.

One morning, when the two of you are pressed for time, Mammon comes up with a brilliant idea - the two of you should just shower together!

You were a bit hesitant at first, as sharing a shower together would be quite intimate - especially at such an early time in the morning.

"I mean, we share a bed anyway! Why wouldn't ya wanna shower with The Great Mammon!?! Come on an’ hurry up, we're gonna be late for breakfast!"

Your first shower together was, yet again, a bit awkward, both unsure of what to do with each other.

Cheeks painted crimson and eyes darting rapidly, Mammon was a nervous mess, which you can't help but to find adorable - you let out a giggle.

"H-hey! What're ya laughin' at?! I ain’t lookin’ at nothin’! You’re just a human, what even is there ta see,” he stammered as he tried to hide his face behind one of his trembling hands.

You shook your head as you picked up the bottle of shampoo, squeezing a dollop into your hand with a grin across your face.

"Oh, nothing," you say as you reach up and begin to work his hair into a lather, "this was all your idea, you know."

His blush deepens at the feeling of your fingertips massaging his scalp, his eyes fluttering closed at the gentleness of your touch.

After scrubbing his hair for a little while, Mammon finally began to relax, and the two of you washed each other under the shower’s cascade, with tender touches and loving smiles.

You both took so long in the shower together that Lucifer let himself into your room and was waiting as the two of you walked in wrapped in towels, hair damp.

You both ended up receiving an hour and a half long lecture from the Avatar of Pride himself while tied down to your chairs in the middle of his private study.

Despite Lucifer's objections, the two of you continued to grow closer, and your bath times with Mammon grew more and more intimate.

One evening, after a particularly long week at RAD, Mammon decides it is time for the two of you to unwind together with a nice bubble bath.

He brings some of the LED lights from his room, setting them up around the outer edge of the bathtub, along with a nice bottle of champagne from the human realm and a bath bomb he stole from Asmodeus.

With the soothing atmosphere surrounding you both, the sound of the gentle fizz of the bath bomb in the air, you couldn't help but to sink into the warm water, relaxing into Mammon's arms as you leaned against him, your back pressed against his beautifully tan chest.

The moment Mammon has his arms around you, his resolve shatters and he can't help the sudden wave of greed that is washing over him, his arms tightening around you and his lips instantly finding your neck.

He whispers your name as his hands roam your body, his fangs lightly nipping at your neck as he feels your chest.

"Mine…mine…all mine," you hear him chanting in hushed tones against your skin as he gently marks you, one of his hands starting to travel down past your waist.

He starts teasing your sex as he starts kissing his way up to your ear, sending electricity through your body and making you crave him more.

Your sudden greed for him only turns him on even more, his pace getting faster as he sucks on your neck, his cock growing increasingly hard as you grind against his lap.

As he continues to toy with your most sensitive spots, he can’t hold himself back any longer, slipping himself inside of you in one slow, smooth motion.

The tight, snug feeling of you around him as he sinks into you makes him feel indescribably amazing, his demon form popping out instantly.

Mammon starts the pace out nice and slow, his hips moving his impossibly hard cock in and out of you as you grind against him just as slowly, one of his hands still stimulating you as the other grips your hip, his rings lightly digging into your soft flesh.

He starts to massage you faster, his own thrusting getting quicker as both of your moans grow louder, your eyes rolling into the back of your head at the sheer pleasure you’re feeling.

“S’right…cum for me, my human…wanna make ya feel good,” he moans into your ear as he continues through your orgasm, holding you down on his cock as he strokes you through your bliss.

He kisses your neck softly for a few moments as you catch your breath, before he picks you up and turns you around in his lap, sliding himself back into you once more with a moan.

His lips crash onto yours immediately as he wraps his arms around you, pouring passion into the kiss as he begins to bounce you on his cock.

Grabbing onto your ass, the pace continues to build again as the two of you exchange sloppy, greedy kisses, his wings wrapping around you to pull your bodies closer as the two of you lose yourselves in the moment - both of your hands grip at his scalp, one hand grabbing at his hair while the other grips one of his horns as the pleasure continues to build up inside of you.

Soon enough, the two of you are hitting your climax together, Mammon whisper-chanting sweetly against your lips as euphoria washes over you both.

“I love ya…I love ya…I love ya so damn much…”

You stayed there, cuddling in his arms and in his lap for a few minutes longer, until he noticed you shivering slightly as the water had gone cold.

He helped you to finish rinsing off before picking you up out of the bathtub and carrying you over to the sink counter, setting you down to go grab a towel to wrap you in.

After getting you dried off and dressing you in one of his black v-neck tees, he carries you over to your bed and sets you down before crawling under the covers with you, pulling you into a close snuggle.

His arms find their way around you as you rest your head against his chest, he tilts his head downward to press a kiss into the top of your head.

You let out a tired giggle, tilting your head up to steal a kiss from his lips, a huge smile on your face as you settle your cheek against his chest once again.

“I love you so much, my greedy demon. Sweet dreams,” you said with one last yawn as you drift off to sleep.

“I love ya too, treasure. I’ll always be here when ya wake up…” he whispered back to you, his own eyes growing heavy.

With his last final moments of wakefulness, Mammon couldn’t help but to think about how he was so damn lucky to find a treasure like you. You are worth more than all the Grimm in the Devildom - and he is determined to never lose you.

- demonvibez ♡ - likes/reblogs appreciated - do not copy/repost! -

[officialdaydreamer00]

Star Child, please deliver my letter to my beloved in exchange for some sweets

🍩🍪🍰🍭🍬🧁

To my dearest Lucifer,

Hello. As the new year approached, my mind kept thinking of you. Almost two years have passed since I first met you. How quickly time passes by.

I remember that my mental health wasn't in the best state when I first met you. I'll admit, you were the reason why I chose to become an exchange student at first. But as I interacted with you and the others, I felt that I'd finally found a place where I could be myself with no judgment. And even though we're worlds and dimensions apart, I fell in love with you.

Would it be weird to say that it was thanks to you that I am where I'm at right now? If I hadn't met you on that fateful day, I wouldn't be here writing this letter to you.

So many things have happened since that day. Things I may or may not regret in the future. But one thing's for certain: I do not regret meeting you.

ᜋᜇᜋᜒᜅ᜔ ᜐᜎᜋᜆ᜔ ᜀᜆ᜔ ᜈᜃᜒᜎᜎ ᜃᜒᜆ᜶ ᜑᜅ᜔ᜄᜅ᜔ ᜐ ᜋᜓᜎᜒ ᜈᜆᜒᜅ᜔ ᜉᜄ᜔ᜃᜒᜃᜒᜆ ᜐ ᜀᜃᜒᜅ᜔ ᜉᜈᜄᜒᜈᜒᜉ᜔᜶

With love,

Your Stargazer

Baybayin Translation:

"I am grateful that I met you. Until we meet again in my dreams."

*inhales the sweets* \(^-^)/!!

My darling Stargazer,

Two years passed by so quickly, did it not? Mortal time truly seem like a blink of an eye, and perchance I shall never get used to it.

Initially, I was surprised when you chose me as your host partner, yet I did expect that. At that moment, I believed that as a human in the land filled with demons, the exchange student should strive for the best of the best for their own protection. I never expected to fall for that student the more I spend time with them, the more I get to know you for who you are. Perhaps it was Fate's work that we could meet each other.

I have been watching over you throughout those past two years, I have been with you through many ups and downs, and every moment with you that I hold dear to my sinned heart. I am incredibly proud of you for having come so far, my little Stargazer, I hope you will always remember that.

Happy New Year, and may we meet again in your dreams.

Sincerely yours,

Lucifer

no tags this time, idk who else in my moots like him ;-;

remember to reblog if you enjoy my works!! ^-^

[zephyrchama]

Mammon stares down at his youngest brother snoozing away on your lap. Belphegor has made himself at home with your thigh as a makeshift pillow. It’s far from the first time this has happened, and very unlikely to be the last. Any more, he just walks over and does it, falling asleep within moments without even asking. He’ll wake up if you try to stand. As long as you can still study, read, or scroll your D.D.D., it’s usually not too bothersome and easier to let Belphegor do what he wants.

The scowl on Mammon’s face says otherwise. “Ya really gonna let him walk, err, sleep all over you like that? How many time’s he done that this week?” He tisks and stomps his foot, looming over you with crossed arms. “Belphie, wake your ass up! Yer big bro has a bone to pick with you!”

You feel a warm exhalation on your leg. Belphegor seems to be sighing, but doesn’t bother opening his eyes or acknowledging Mammon in any other way, much to the elder’s chagrin.

“Push him off!” Mammon insists.

“I’m flattered you think I’m strong enough to push a full grown demon off of me,” you admit, lightly ruffling Belphegor’s hair. “But, no. I’m not.”

“Don’t encourage ‘im!” Mammon grabs Belphegor by the collar.

At this provocation, the youngest curls an arm under your thigh and nudges his nose into the fabric of your clothes. He refuses to budge. “They don’t mind it, so just leave us alone.” Belphegor’s muffled voice sounds tired and annoyed.

“Belphie, let go! Ugh, use your pact!” Mammon literally growls. “Don’t coddle this jerk, you spoil him too much!”

“Don’t yell at me about it! I’m just sitting here!” you pout. ”And Belphie, watch where you’re grabbing.” It’s not your fault these guys go crazy over you. “Pact orders are painful for you guys, yeah? I don’t want to go through all that trouble. I’m still learning how to control the magic and it’s not worth it right now.”

“Hah? You kiddin’ me?” Mammon taps his foot and gnashes his teeth as Belphegor gives him the cold shoulder. “Fine then. Be that way.”

He goes to walk away, but abruptly turns back and returns. It’s evident when Mammon gets a new idea into his head. You can practically see the light bulb pop up over his head as he dons a cheeky grin.

“Spread your legs for me,” he demands.

“What?” Now you’re staring at him, disbelief etched into your features. You knew Mammon had the occasional lewd thought but even for him this was brazen. Maybe his brothers are right and he’s finally lost it.

“Spread your legs for the Great Mammon! C’mon!”

Belphegor snorts and turns his head ever so slightly, just enough to give his dumb older brother the evil eye. Mammon is tired of waiting and seizes his chance to yank your knees apart. By your own admission, you can’t fight the strength of a full grown demon.

“You’ve got two legs, there’s plenty a room for two demons here.” There isn’t exactly much space, but Mammon lays his head back on your thigh and grins up at you, bumping his noggin against Belphegor in the process.

Ah. You realize this was his goal and Mammon was just being too stubborn to come out and say it.

Your face grew hot. It felt weird to manspread with two doting demons on your legs. “You really could have phrased that better.”

“Whatddya mean?”

You sigh. “Think about it.”

Belphegor exhales again, probably laughing under his breath this time as he re-adjusts his arm to a cozier position.

Mammon is content just to admire you from below until he connects the dots, and a deep red blush spreads across his face. He turns, winding his arms around your back to better hide his face in the folds of your shirt.

He closes his eyes against you, his nose brushing against your side. “I don’ wanna think ‘bout anything. I work too hard, just lemme rest here a while.”

You allow it, ruffling his hair knowing full well you coddle both of them too much.

[tsukii0002]

Mc: Thanks for accompanying me to the university, Satan.

Satan: Don't worry, I also wanted to visit the place where you study.

Mc: *smiling*

Cat: *suddenly appearing* Meow~

Satan: !!!

Mc: Oh, hello Gazpacho.

Satan: Why is there a cat here???

Mc: Oh, that *laughing* is one of the campus cats.

Satan: Do you have cats at the university??

Mc: Well, they were stray cats and we all took care of them, now they live here.

Satan: *with shining eyes*

Mc: *listing with their fingers* There are Gazpacho, Torrija, Stephanie and Biochemistry, who is a kitty.

Satan: That…

Gazpacho: *rubbing himself on Satan's legs* Prrrrrrr.

Mc: What do you think?

Satan: This is the best place in the world… knowledge and cats *almost crying while petting the cat* thanks for bringing me here

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[str4wberri-mochi]

THE DEMON BROS REACTING TO MC GETTING CURSED BY A LOVE POTION Pt.2

SUMMARY: You and Solomon were doing a potion for class, but you messed up. In present, you're unconscious with the demon brothers surrounding you and yelling at Solomon as if it's his fault. Solomon came in use by telling them the effect of the potion: "The first person they see after waking up will be the person who they will cling on to the whole day."

WARNINGS: getting cursed ig..., suggestive themes in asmo

Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan- Pt.1

Why do I always decide to help that old sorcerer?...

SATAN

Satan is the first one to notice that you opened your eyes and looks like after opening your eyes the first demon you saw was Satan. Unlike his older brothers he immediately went to your side holding your hand, making you blush like crazy. In response to your blush and his actions, whines and complaints could be heard from his brothers. He shrugged them off, making sure of your well-being. You suddenly cling on to him, making his smug facade drop aka making him blush. He picks you up bridal style in front of his brothers and walks through them, leaving his brothers' jaw dropped.

"My kitten, I wonder how a human like you can be better than every romance novel ever written~"

Smug demon alert

Oh, so you think you will get to pamper him and all that? Well, you're wrong. This man won't let you leave his sight for a second.

Will continuously pet your head like a kitten, intertwine your fingers with his, comb your hair with his fingers and if you decide to pamper him, he will slightly chuckle and kiss you. not like you're complaining.

Offers to read your favourite novels with you.

If you really want to make him blush wear cat ears and meow/purr, he'll be on his knees.

Next day, you'll wake up to you laying your head on his chest and being surrounded by cats and books.

ASMODEUS

Asmo is already by your side holding your hand before you opened your eyes. Hence, it was not a surprise when you saw him first and cling onto him. Like mammon, he boasted about how you would obviously see him first but unlike mammon, his words were not a tsundere act. Instead of picking you up he holds your hand and leads you to his room, shooing mammon's whines in revolt.

"I have you all to myself~ Oh, how wonderful~"

Smug demon alert 2.0

Will most definitely plan a whole spa day with you.

He, also, like a certain big brother of his does not let you pamper him.

He gives you kisses all over making sure each one leaves a lip stain.

He also makes sure you do nothing but relax. This demon is the king of care and will make you know that.

During your spa session makes sure you're holding hands with him.

flirts with you the whole time.

He also takes you out for drinks afterwards. Of course you don't get drunk, but he does.

The next day, you come out limping of his room with a so called burn on your neck.

BEELZEBUB

He was stress eating a burger when you awoke but the hearts in your eyes didn't care about that. His eyes finally fell on you when you almost stumbled standing up. He was about to help you before you wrapped your arms around his neck, hanging on him. He dropped his burger' blushing. How could he not? You looked so small and adorable compared to him. Trust me, if he could, he would have gobbled you up by now. He picks you up like a child letting your legs wrap around his waist. Carrying you to his room while allowing Belphie to follow.

"MC, Can I taste you please?"

Will kiss you just to taste your skin (with permission of course)

Will also take you to an all you can eat buffet.

If you decide to stay at home and pamper him, he will turn into an adorable blushing demon in no time.

Offer to cook him food, he is over the moon. the fact that I am writing this but have absolutely no cooking abilities.

will offer you a cuddle session with Belphie. If you refuse Belphie will become all pouty, but who cares about that.

next day, Beel will be quite clingy of you.

BELPHEGOR

Belphie was the least bothered and was happily standing sleeping. He groaned when his precious sleep was interrupted by having someone's arms wrap around his neck from the side. He opened his eyes about to yell at the person before he saw you, clinging on to him with such an adorable close-eyed smile on your face. He immediately blushes. His sin washes away as adrenaline rushes through his body, offering you to climb on his back and takes you to his room.

"I, Belphegor, the avatar of sloth declares you as the best pillow in all the three realms."

cuddles you to death. again

if you decide to lay his head on your lap thighs he will never let you go.

he is not used to get so much affection from you because of you know what, but right now he is back in the celestial realm.

run your hands through his hair. Please.

Whisper sweet nothings in his ear and he will lock you and him both in the attic.

next day, you wake up to Belphie's tail wrapped around your thigh while he is still asleep.

Now, for the bonus you all have been waiting for:

BONUS

Solomon was desperately trying to get the brothers (specifically lucifer, mammon) off his back. Trying to convince them he did not do it purposefully. Hence, he was thrown off guard when he felt a sudden weight on his left arm. The brothers' and his jaw dropped when they saw you clinging to Solomon's arm. A decently pink blush found its way to his cheeks as he curses himself for not considering this as a possibility. Somehow convincing the brothers, he took you back to purgatory hall. You held his hand through the way resulting the sorcerer to attain butterflies in his stomach.

"If I could, I would keep you all to myself, away from those demons and angels"

fortunately, the angels were not at home.

Please MC, stop pampering him like this, stop running your hands through his hair, stop giving his forehead kisses from time to time and please stop flattering him. He is too old for this he'll die.

will offer to cook for you but the potion is not strong enough for you to march yourself towards death.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed your daily dose of rick roll yesterday. Please ask me to write anything, i have limited ideas.

[eldrichboyo]

Demon mc gets stressed and subconsciously tugs at their horns and rub at the base where they grow out from similarly to how human will sometimes pull at their hair or pick at their skin.

A self soothing action found in demons with high anxiety.

Diavolo noticed this action over time and made a point to have you sit next to him or one of the other lords for comfort. If he catches mc, reaching to tug at their horns, he will gently take their hands and shake his head authoritatively. " No tugging, it'll hurt you"

Mc puts their hands back down as diavolo gives them scratches and pets on the spot in between their horns. He dgaf who sees, what is anyone gonna do??? He's the prince, and you're his favorite.