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nevadancitizen · 4 months

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-> ATOM BOMB BABY!

synopsis: you're a nomadic survivor in a post-apocalyptic wasteland until you get transported to a strange, new world. these demons were obviously expecting a human that was softer, less spikes-and-thorns and more fluff-and-wool. how will they react and adapt?

word count: 3.3k (~530 each)

characters: lucifer, mammon, leviathan, satan, asmodeus, beelzebub, belphegor, post-apocalyptic! reader

trigger warnings: canon-typical violence, it's implied that the reader has killed before and will kill again lol

notes: new vegas and obey me! have been kicking me in the head repeatedly recently. so there are some allusions/references to new vegas in this one but you don't need to know jack about new vegas to understand this :) also mammon's is longer than everyone else's and he's pining hard for mc because i'm soooo in love with him it's not even funny and IGNORE that there's a lot of holes you could poke in this.. okay? okay <3

It had been a… a miscalculation, really. An embarrassing one. Diavolo had accounted for many things to ensure the success of the Exchange Program, but he failed to account for the most important thing: the fact that, at the end of the day, humans are better at killing than any other living thing.

Was it wrong for him to assume that things had been the same way they were two hundred years ago? Yes, of course. It was stupid not to check in on the human world, because if he had, he’d find that it was razed by nuclear bombs, the land and water still tainted with the fallout.

So, no, neither he nor the brothers know what to do when you quite literally fall out of the portal. They’re shocked when, instead of being confused and scared and fragile, you’re vile, scarred, spitting threats as if they came naturally. Wait – are you wearing riot armor? And – yeah, that’s a gun. Definitely a gun. A gun you’re currently pointing at them.

-> LUCIFER

Honestly, this is the last thing Lucifer needed: another fucking headache. He supports Diavolo with all that he is, but he can’t ignore the fact that he’s sometimes so careless that shit like this happens. He’s the one who talks some sense into you and gets you to holster your weapon, as he’s the only one with a level head in the room. (Well, Diavolo would be the other, but he’s… weirdly excited that this human is challenging and has so many thorns you’d think they were born in a briar bush!)

He’ll try his best to accommodate you, even if that means teaching you that yes, you have to shower at least once every two days if you’re to continue living in the House of Lamentation. And no, you cannot hoard food and water in your room. He knows it’s instinct for you at this point, but it causes problems with Beel.

He basically takes over teaching you how to be a regular, functioning member of polite society, kinda like how he did with Satan. (Really, he thought he’d never see the day where the Devildom was considered part of polite society, but after seeing snippets of the human world through you, he knows that this place is way better than the human world.) He teaches you how to use proper cutlery, how modern plumbing and refrigeration works, and how to solve your problems with words rather than bullets.

Lucifer is also… oddly patient when it comes to you. As much as he hates to admit it, he sees part of himself in you – the part that had just been cast out of the Celestial Realm, the part that took months to adjust to the world of the Devildom. He knows what it’s like to be subjected to new and confusing ideals – but instead of just a completely different way of life, you’re introduced to the same on top of an legit, organized education system that you’ve never encountered before.

And if that trigger finger of yours ever gets itchy, he’ll take you to go hunting. He’s inexperienced when it comes to hunting with guns instead of claws, but this is the only time he’ll set his pride aside, sit back, and learn. What better hunter to learn from than someone who’s hunted everything, from mutated creatures to fellow man?

If you ever take him to the human world, prepare for him to be silent and observant. He’ll be that way for a while, just looking over the rolling hills and plains that were once green, killed and turned brown by radiation. Then, slowly, softly, unsure if he’s speaking to himself, you, or his Father: “What a splendid world you ruined…”

-> MAMMON

When Mammon comes into the Student Council Room (because he was running late, as per usual) to find you, gun holstered but hackles still raised, his first instinct is to get the fuck out. He’s been in situations like these before, and he knows when to bounce.

But, of course, he’s still assigned as your guardian even though you clearly don’t need one. He thinks that your guns and knives are enough to deter any demon, honest! (Even though that doesn’t deter him from trying to pick your pocket. What really deters him is when you catch his wrist and hit him with the most threatening glare he’s ever seen on a human. Jeez, you honestly look like you’re about to clean his clock…!)

But still, since the Great Mammon was assigned as your guard, he’ll stick around. He doesn’t really mind, because you’re kinda cool anyways – not that he’ll ever say it to your face. But really, with the kinda armor that you’re wearing, plus the grime of the wasteland that doesn’t go away no matter how many times you wash… you’ve got a unique style, and that’s all he has to say, okay? If you really want, he guesses he can hook you up with a modeling gig – but only if you’re with him! Uh – only because he wants to make himself look better in comparison, y’know?

Yeah, even with someone from the wasteland, he’s still absolutely head over heels in puppy love. He’ll show you stuff he got from the Old World (as in, the pre-war human world) because, as much as he denies and deflects, he wants you to have some sense of normalcy. A place that isn’t filled with raiders and ghouls and slavers and someone trying to kill you at every other turn. He’s nice like that.

But he still really wants to know what the New World is like! You can’t get those Old World Blues if he’s just as enthusiastic about New World Hope, right? He asks about your weapons (and takes the spent bullet casings from your guns because they’re shiny), your occupation, your lifestyle – everything, honestly. He wants to know about your family – assuming they’re still alive – and your friends – again, assuming the same. He’s eager to know as much as you’re willing to share, even the more gruesome things you’ve seen or experienced.

He also wants to know about what… ahem, what affection is like. Surely you can’t trust easily when people are willing to kill one another over a sack of rotten vegetables, right? So he’ll be gracious and allow you to playfight and get rough with him, since that’s your weird human way of showing affection! What do you mean that’s not – that’s not how humans show affection now? Humans show affection in the New World the same way they did in the Old World? Well, he just assumed because you hadn’t been showering the Great Mammon in praises and loving touches and – ugh! Just drop it, okay?

Yes, he assumes a lot, mostly based on the apocalypse movies he’s seen. Unless you actually have a sit-down with him and talk about what life is really like in the wasteland, he’ll ride on these weird assumptions. Assumptions like the existence of radiation-riddled zombies, super-mutants and their variants, and other beings that would otherwise be labeled as supranatural if not for the complex and long-winded explanations Mammon comes up with.

If you ever take him to the human world, he’d be delighted to see what remains of Las Vegas – or is it called New Vegas now? Who cares! He’s all-too-excited to bust out whatever human world money he has and get those dice rolling! Sure, he knows that the deck is stacked and the dice are weighted and the games are rigged in every possible way, but it’s about having fun with his human, right? (That’s what he says until he’s forced to fold and cash out. Then it’s “no fun anyway,” and “a waste of time,” and he’s itching to check out the nearby towns and settlements. For something to steal? Hell, probably.)

-> LEVIATHAN

The first thought that crossed Levi’s mind is that you’re obviously cosplaying the main character from It’s a Federal Offense to Mess with the Mail, Man!: Tales of Gunslinging Wastelander Couriers Solving Convoluted Demon Family Drama’s way less popular spinoff, I was Doing Fine Scraping by as a Nomadic Wastelander, but Then I was Transported to Some Strange, New World with Seven Demonic Suitors who are Fighting Over Me as we Speak! Though, if that were the case, where was your convention badge? And that armor doesn’t look fake. It doesn’t really click until he hears the very real sound of you cocking your gun that you’re not playing pretend, nor are you fucking around in any capacity.

He so desperately wants to cement the fact in his mind that you’re a normie, you like doing normie things like cleaning your guns and knives and talking about the politics of the wasteland, which actually reminds him of this game he’s playing and you’d totally love it and –! Oh no. It’s true. You’re cool. Like, really cool. Like, not-a-normie-at-all cool!

Even though you’re not an otaku (and depending on where you’re from and your education, you might’ve never even heard of Japan), Levi will slowly come out of his shell and try to ask you questions about the wasteland. Like Mammon, he has a lot of assumptions based on the games he plays, but they would actually be more accurate. Instead of supranatural things, he thinks about the logistics of the world at large – blame the RPGs he plays.

But, this leads to him thinking he knows all there is to know about your life and how you live it. Depending on your temper, it may lead you to snap at him, telling him that your life isn’t a video game. This isn’t Grognak & the Ruby Ruins. The wasteland is grueling and cruel and unforgiving. You have seen starvation, debauchery, reignited fascism and misled democracy. You have seen people be crucified for not agreeing with the slavers putting them up on the cross. What you’ve lived through isn’t fun. It’s not a fucking game. You can’t respawn if someone gets a lucky hit. You die. And that’s it.

And of course it causes a blow to his ego, reinforcing the idea that he’s just a “yucky otaku” or some shit like that. You have to reassure him that you have nothing against him personally, it’s just that he was being kinda patronizing and acting as if he’d lived in the wasteland all his life instead of you. After some time alone to sulk, he eventually comes back around and realizes that you’re right, and that you’re really cool, and he wants to be friends with you, so after that brief period he apologizes.

Good luck trying to drag him to the human world! Levi’s a shut-in, and much prefers experiencing the wasteland through video games than real life. Though if you’re bound and determined, call him up on whatever the equivalent of facetime is on your DDD and talk him through what you’re doing while in the human world, even if you’re just walking along an abandoned highway. He really appreciates your effort and might even work up the confidence to travel the wasteland with you, but sticks to walking the desolate wastes as opposed to going into towns and… ugh, socializing.

-> SATAN

Satan immediately wants to laugh in Lucifer’s face because he fucked up so immensely. Seriously, how could you not know a nuclear war happened? (This is ignoring the fact that he didn’t know, either. He just thought that humans haven’t put out anything worth reading in a little while. He’s a demon, so two hundred years is… not a significant amount of time for him.)

He’s a hardcore nerd, so he wants to pick your brain about the politics, the logistics – everything about the wasteland. He’s kinda insensitive about it in the beginning, but will eventually turn and not treat the deaths of people close to you like a plot point in a book. He’s unashamed about it, too, and will ask you as soon as the question pops into his mind, lest he forgets it. This leads to weird topics of conversation over dinner, all spurred on by his question of “How many people would you say an average person has killed? Assuming they’re competent enough to kill, of course.”

Your weapons are another point of interest for him. Obviously big gun manufacturers aren’t around anymore, so where do you get your guns? Are there modifications on them? Are the mods homemade, or do you get them from a designated seller? Does the seller need a license, or is it a free-for-all? If it’s a free-for-all, how do you know the quality of the mods they’re selling? And other exhaustive lists of questions that leave you wishing that Mammon would just burst through the door with another stupid money-making scheme on the tip of his tongue.

He knows how overwhelming school can be, and organized education in the wasteland is sparse to none, so he takes up the title of being your tutor. You’re obviously frustrated with this new thing you don’t have a choice but to partake in, and Satan can sympathize. You’ve never even studied in your life, so he tries his best with trying out different studying techniques to help you form healthy habits that promote a healthy school-life balance.

If you ever take him to the human world, he’ll be elated. Not because of your trust in him to bring him to the wasteland, but because he can actually do a case study on humans! Not on anything in particular, he’s just curious. He takes soil and water samples to test the levels of residual radiation, talks with locals – both in small settlements and more populated areas – about their life experiences, their political opinions, their religious beliefs… basically everything under the sun, really. He comes back with a new appreciation for humans and a few books that have been published in the New World by doctors and the like.

-> ASMODEUS

Ew… what sewer did you crawl out of? Asmo respects people’s kinks and lifestyles and knows that someone’s yuck is someone else’s yum, but he holds the firm belief that it shouldn’t impact other people. And that blood on your boots and the… whatever that’s on your armor is seriously grossing him out. (Though the drop knife strap that’s hugging your thigh is really doing something for him. But that doesn’t make up for the fact you haven’t bathed in a week.)

At first, he distances himself a little because you distance yourself. You don’t want to be judged for something that’s considered normal in the human world. Purified water is a precious commodity, and people don’t want to waste it showering when they could be drinking it. A dip in the river – yes, the ones with the sediment and the radiation and the mutated fish – suffices for most.

Though after a while, he decides that it’s high time he’s bonded with the human that’s living under the same roof as him. Maybe you just need a makeover, then you’ll unleash your full potential as a scarred, gunslinging wastelander hottie? Some demons are into that.

So, with little to no warning, he decided it’s time for a shopping spree. Even though you’re uncomfortable wearing the “high fashion” that’s at Majolish (because it provides literally no protection, armor-wise), he’s able to compromise by getting you some loungewear that you won’t be going out in anyway. While you’re out with him, he drags you to a shop that sells soaps, perfumes, and the like. You’re obviously not used to things that smell good and it’s obviously overstimulating, so Asmo just picks some of his favorites and gets you out before you have a scent-induced breakdown.

Once you’re back at the House of Lamentation, he drops all the shopping bags in your room and drags you to his – it’s time for a makeover, because you’re in dire need of one! He gives you a nice manicure (and adds some nail polish if you’re okay with that) and breaks out the “Doctor Asmo” title to diagnose what kind of skin routine would work for you. If you take issue with the scars you’ve accumulated throughout your life in the wastes, he tries many gels and creams to heal the tissue and reduce the starkness of the scars (even if he thinks that it’s kinda futile because the scars have existed for so long or have been exposed to the sun too much).

Honestly, Asmo cringes at the thought of going to the human world after having you describe it to him. Even the slightest dosage of radiation that’s above the regular background levels can be really detrimental to your skin, and he doesn’t want to risk radiation poisoning – even at a minor level! Raiders can’t be stopped by his beauty alone, and he doesn’t want to chip his acrylics while handling a gun. Instead, he’ll get the human world in little doses through you.

-> BEELZEBUB

Not to sound rude, but when you first arrived, you smelled far too rank for Beel to eat. Yeah, he’s eaten inedible things before, but he knows when to suppress his hunger because eating something rancid will hurt more than it’ll help. But don’t worry, after you freshen up and bum some clothes off Mammon (because you didn’t bring any other outfit – obviously), Beel’s appetite is back! Good for you…?

He’s actually really excited to sample some New World food when it’s your turn to cook dinner. Even if you tell him it’s nothing to write home about, he’ll eagerly wait at the kitchen island, not-so-subtly sneaking tastes here and there while you cook. He’s not deterred by the weirder-sounding and even-weirder-looking foods like squirrel stew and coyote steak. If anything, that just makes him more excited!

If Mammon’s not attached to your hip while you’re walking the halls of RAD (and surely yapping your ear off all the while), Beel’s there. He mostly sticks around to see what snacks you can conjure up from things he never thought of eating before, like when you plucked a bug out of the air that was flying around the courtyard and snapped its head off before eating it. He stared at you for a second, just enough for you to start to fluster and get defensive, before doing the same. Protein is protein, after all.

He also wants to introduce you to fangol! From what you’ve shared, he’s deduced that sports aren’t really a thing in the wasteland – you can’t waste your energy playing when you need it for your continued survival. But you’ve got a lot of energy from being cooped up in the House of Lamentation, so he can help you in a way that benefits both you and Beel: you get rid of your excess energy, and he gets to practice. Practice with someone who’s very inexperienced, yes, but still – it’s practice!

And if you ever itch to get a hint of your old wanderer lifestyle back, he’s all-too-happy to take you on a hike or to go camping with you. Even if it’s purely on a whim with no preparation whatsoever, he’ll grab whatever he can carry from the fridge, stuff it in a backpack, and, after sending a text to Lucifer detailing where you and he are heading, be ready at the front door, all within ten minutes. The food he brought won’t be enough, surely, but he can strip the leaves off a tree like an elephant if needed.

If you ever take him to the human world, make sure to pack ample food for him because, if pushed, he will strip the nearby towns and settlements of their food supply that was meant to last the next three months. Yes, he’ll pay them for the food, but still – it’s a shock for the wastelanders to see this towering figure push a bunch of money in their hands without even counting it and rattling off what he wants like he’s ordering at a restaurant.

-> BELPHEGOR

He’s in the attic and a wastelander like you has enough common sense to not trust him. Good ending he stays locked in the attic forever lol goodbye twat

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another-lost-mc · 1 year

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Hellooooo first time requesting on your blog!

So for a long time I've wondered what it would be like if NB Satan & OG Satan were to meet & converse with each other. How would they react to each other? What questions would they ask? How would they respond? Etc. I was wondering how you would imagine this interaction would work?

Also, is it okay if I claim 🦄 anon?

A/N: Ooh that's such a neat idea. You know those “talk to your past/future self" tropes? I almost see OG Satan leading NB Satan through the present timeline version of House of Lamentation. It gives him a glimpse of what life will be like later, how things will change and what will still be the same. I kept this mostly wholesome because NB has enough angst potential without me adding to it. lol

SATAN x gn!Reader, 0.5k words, SFW.

Content: implied established relationship with gn!Reader.

The house itself is obviously a bit different. It’s older but also newer in some ways—updates and renovations over time, that sort of thing. It’s endured years of the siblings living there and all that entails. Their home is obviously loved and well-cared for, despite the little dents in the wall from their squabbles and the occasional scorched marks from some accidental fires. Those lingering remnants of the past each tell a story, and OG Satan offers to share them all.

I think NB Satan is just confused by everything he sees. There are portraits of himself on the walls, and there's lots of family photos where OG Satan looks so happy. OG Satan talks about his brothers while they walk slowly through the halls together. His voice is laced with fondness, especially even when he talks about Lucifer. He reminisces about pranks he attempted with Belphie that Lucifer managed to thwart somehow, but there’s no real bite in his tone. He can look back fondly on those memories and cherish them all, the good and the bad.

By the time they get to his bedroom, NB Satan has no idea what to think. He explores the familiar space but notices all the subtle differences: there are a lot of human world literature and movies strewn about, and he notices a jar of cat treats near the door so it's easy to grab a handful before going out to feed the strays. This bedroom feels less like a prison of his own making because it's comfortable and uniquely him and surprisingly warm.

OG Satan just kind of watches his other self with something like amusement, and NB Satan gets fed up feeling like the punchline to someone's idea of a joke.

"I don't get it. We're the same, aren't we? So why aren't you—how are you not—?"

"How am I not what?"

"How are you not angry all the time? Why are you so happy? Especially talking about him."

"Oh, I'm angry," OG Satan says, picking up a framed photo from his bedside table. He runs his fingers over the glass as he looks at the picture in his hands. "You know what it feels like, how it festers deep inside us. We're always looking for reasons to let our rage loose on the world so everyone else hurts as much as we do. But we both had to learn that there's more to life than that, didn't we?"

OG Satan hands him the photo, and NB Satan takes the frame carefully. It's a a photo of him and his family at a beach somewhere, and right there in the middle with their arms wrapped around his waist is—

"Our attendant?" he asks, eyes lingering on a familiar smile before reluctantly handing the photo back.

OG Satan nods. "If anything, you're the lucky one," he says, returning the picture to its proper place beside his bed. "I had to wait a lot longer to meet them than you did. I was lost just as you were, but then they came here and—well, I have a feeling you know how the rest of that story goes," he says, clearing his throat as a pink blush dusts his cheeks.

For the first time since they met, it feels like they finally understand each other. "...Yeah, I think I do."

#obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me satan #obey me satan x reader #satan x reader #obey me x reader #jes: 🦄 anon #x reader #gn!reader

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lost-in-lamentation · 11 months

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💌💋 - love letter, first kiss.

satan × gen!reader. fluff.

warnings: very brief angry satan.

content: you've accidentally read satan's unfinished love letter to you.

back to the 500 follower event: here.

the sound of a bell rang distantly in your ears. you looked up from your notes with a frown, locking eyes with satan as he cast you a confused look. “MC, don’t you have devildom law in your last block?”

“ah, the study block is done already?” you flipped your d.d.d. over, taking a look at the time. “this class is going to kill me. the more he talks, the less i feel like i know,” you sighed. hastily, you gathered your papers from the table, sliding them into your folder. “pass me my textbook?”

satan leaned forward in his chair, gathering the textbook and the papers underneath it before placing them in your hands. “that teacher was always difficult,” the blond mused while he leaned back again. “if you need help with that class, just ask me. i’ll help you through it.”

your eyes lit up at the idea. “yes please.” satan didn’t expect you to say yes so easily; his eyes flickered with surprise and the tips of his ears turned pink at your eagerness. “you don’t have class this period, right? will you just stay here?”

“most likely. this library is always more peaceful than the study at home.”

“then, can i come back here and meet you after my class?” satan replied with a nod and a dismissive wave, shooing you away before you ended up late for law class.

you barely made it in time, sprinting up to the doorway just as the second bell echoed through the halls. exhaling in relief, you plopped down into your chair and settled your bag at your feet. however, your relief was short-lived. the teacher had begun handing out a surprise test, much to your dismay. but another part of you was glad you didn’t have to listen to another lecture today. by the time you finished your test, more than half of class time had passed. with nothing else to do other than watch the clock tick by, you pulled your notes out of your bag, deciding to double check that your answers for the test would suffice.

when you opened your textbook, an unfamiliar piece of paper fluttered down to the floor. you blinked at it, confused. quietly, you shifted your chair backwards just enough to reach under the desk, swiping it off the ground before straightening back up. with a curious gaze, you unfolded it, the mysterious content revealing itself to you.

My dearest MC. My dearest, MC.

I’ve spent a long time thinking about how I might tell you these things. I considered over a phone call first, thinking that my voice would get my intentions across. But then it occurred to me that if I wanted you to hear my voice, then I should tell you in person. And I realised further that I might not be brave enough to tell you these things face to face just yet. So, I thought maybe just texting you would be the way to go. It was my main plan for some time, until I saw a character in Levi’s anime reject a confession through text because it wasn’t “genuine”. I ended up stumped. At least, until I came across the idea of a love letter in a novel of mine. And so, I’m writing this love letter to you in the hopes that you’ll accept it; accept me. Ever since you’ve come to the Devildom, you’ve taught me more than any teacher, any novel or any tome ever could. Not only have you taught me practical skills, but you’ve also taught me so much emotionally, and that means more to me than anything. For anyone to brave me, the embodiment of wrath, it felt impossible. But you came in, albeit not as quietly as I would have expected a normal human to come in, and tore down the walls I hid myself in. MC, were it not for you, my relationship with my brothers would have taken much longer to improve. I am still learning how to deal with them, and how to deal with my anger, but you taught me that I am more than my anger, and that I am more than the creature that split from Lucifer. First and foremost, I need to say thank you. For being the human that you are. Though you can be chaotic, reckless, and a bit overwhelming at times, I cannot imagine a life without you in it. You’ve weaved yourself a place with me; with everyone. And now that I’ve had you for so long, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to let you go. MC, there are a lot more things I’d like to say. But considering what kind of a letter this is, I have to at least say it once. I

the unsigned letter cut off abruptly. at some point, tears had pooled at the corners of your eyes, threatening to spill over onto the paper, where a name should have been left. it was no mystery as to who wrote the letter; he had most likely slid it into your textbook by accident while he was trying to help you collect your papers. suddenly, the bell rang loudly, signalling the end of class. you wiped your tears away with the back of your hand, throwing all your belongings into your bag and keeping only the letter in hand as you dashed down the hallways. halfway to the library, you saw satan peering into an empty classroom, expression rather frantic for someone who didn’t have any classes left for the day.

“satan!” you called out to him, sliding to a stop just in front of him.

“MC?” the demon shifted to face you. panic was etched into his gaze, and he had to take a quick breath to calm himself before speaking again. “i’m just looking for something right now, i can meet you in the library after i’ve-”

“is it this?” the letter swayed as you held it out to him, the words clearly visible in it’s unfolded state.

satan acted fast, tearing it from your grasp as his expression changed into something that looked like fear. “where did you get this?” his voice was low, question sounding more like a demand.

“it was in my textbook,” you said as you struggled to catch your breath. “i think you might have put it in there by accident when you were helping me pack up earlier-”

the avatar of wrath turned away from you. “go home,” he snapped, crumpling the letter into a ball.

you took a careful step towards him. “what?”

“i said, go home.” satan trembled ever so slightly, his knuckles white as he dug his nails into his palms. “forget what you read, and don’t ever bring it up to me.”

“wait a minute, let’s talk about this.” you pleaded gently, but satan was stubborn.

without warning, his horns manifested from his head, and his tail became known as it whipped against the floor with a loud crack. “i’ve already embarrassed myself enough by letting you read something that was never supposed to be read by you. i don’t need you to reject me along with it.” he glared at you from over his shoulder, eyes glinting with anger, fear, and for a split second, sorrow. “get out of my sight.”

“would you just-!” satan began stalking away, but you refused to let this, or him, go. you lunged forward, your hand catching his wrist just before he got too far. satan attempted to pull his arm free, jerking it towards himself, but you held strong. you stumbled towards him, causing you to use his body as a pillow instead of smashing directly into the wall. “just listen to me!” you shouted now, glad that hallways were vacated of students at this time of day.

“why should i?!” his voice continued to grow louder as he took a step backwards.

“because i’m not going to reject you!” finally, satan held his tongue. his eyes flashed with doubt, but for a fraction of a second, there was hope as well. “satan,” you breathed his name softly, loosening your grip on his wrist. slowly, you slid your hand down, wrapping your fingers around his. “i really, really liked what you wrote.” you watched as his stare fell to your joined hands. “i wanted to ask about the letter because it wasn’t finished. i…” heat rushed to your cheeks now that you were realising what kind of conversation this was becoming. at some point, your heart had jumped up into your throat, beating so loud that you wondered if satan could hear it. “i want to know how the letter ends.”

the storm that raged in his gaze steadily calmed, clearing into the sea of emerald that you knew so well. “you do?” for once, satan spoke meekly. wrath was gone, replaced instead with a demon who had yet to find his place in this world.

“i do.” little by little, your free hand inched up to his face, hovering just below his chin. when satan made no move to push you away, you took the leap, cupping his jaw and brushing your thumb over his cheek. “how does the letter end?”

satan made a choked sound. the way you treated him so gently was something he could never have imagined for himself. for someone like him, love was just a construct; it was an idea, meant to never fully appear in his lifetime. but here you were anyway, waiting to hear those three words that satan thought he would never get to say. “it ends with…” satan stopped to see your reaction, trying to make sure you weren’t doing this just to get him to calm down. but you remained steadfast, waiting until he was ready. “i love you.” the words tumbled out, the simple phrase stirring a barrage of emotions inside his already troubled soul.

“you know, if i wrote a letter to you, i’d end my letter with the same thing.”

“you would?”

“i would.”

satan stepped closer to you, his face close enough to yours that his breath fanned across your cheeks. he released a shaky breath, fingers tightening around you as he tried to process everything he was feeling.

“satan?” he didn’t say anything in return. instead, he cast you an expectant look; one made up of both fear and wonder. “i love you too.”

the tears fell silently, cascading down his cheeks and onto your hands. tenderly, you pulled his face even closer, smiling at him as you placed a kiss just below his eye. satan shuddered at the action, but he refused to move away. you did the same on the other side of his face, catching his teardrops before they fell to the floor. and when they stopped appearing, you leaned towards him again, lips slotting over his.

satan all but melted into you, affection as strong as his wrath beginning to sweep through him. your lips against his felt both like a tidal wave and an undisturbed lake. your love felt unconditional, unending. and although the situation was a bit chaotic, reckless, and just a bit overwhelming, satan wouldn’t trade it for anything else.

a/n: pls someone get the reference in the love letter pls pls

reblogs are really appreciated (´ω｀) ♡

#obey me #obey me swd #obey me shall we date #obey me nightbringer #obey me satan #obey me satan x you #obey me satan x reader #obey me satan x mc #satan x mc #satan x you #satan x reader #obey me fluff #aris writes 🐈‍⬛#aris hits 500 🐈‍⬛

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a-local-idiots-shitpost · 2 years

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Mc steals their clothes so they can make plushies out of them

Lucifer:

he does think it was nice of you to make a small version of Cerberus for him (and an even bigger one for Cerberus)

but did you have to use his coats for it?

he already knows the answer

but depending what you say will determine if you will spend the night on the ceiling or not

but the tiny version of Cerberus will get a place on his desk

and if anyone makes fun of it they get enough time to think about it (he hangs them from the ceiling for a minimum of 24 hours)

Mammon:

he loves the stupid little Crow more than anything in the entire world

if anything where to happen to it this person would die

he doesn´t even mind that you stole his clothes to make it

he would have preferred it if it where you´re clothes though

he would also insist that you get one too so both of you can match

and definitely not so he can steal yours so his crow can have a little friend

and he has an excuse to get you in his room

Leviathan:

okay while he would have definitely preferred if you made Ruri-chan instead of Henry 2.0

you made him a plushie of Henry 2.0!!!

as long as you didn´t use any of his cosplays to make it he could care less

immediately shows it to the actual Henry (he looks confused but it looks like he knows it´s supposed to be him?)

he is so happy that he completely forgets what he was doing

and he hugged you

he didn´t notice he did it and honestly for his sake you won´t say anything either

Satan:

you made him a very realistic Cat

it was actually so convincing for Satan he thought for a moment you did get him a real one

he was disappointed for a moment but was actually very happy and he would like you to make him only a couple more

like a hundred (or thousands) more

not a lot you can definitely make them right? :)

okay jokes aside he does actually want one more because he doesn´t want his to be lonely

and maybe he wants it to be made out of your things

Asmodeus:

he really loves and appreciates the scorpion you made for him

and he really loves you

but if you ever touch his clothes again he will end you

doesn´t matter how much he or his brothers love you

he would also really appreciate if you could ask him if you have another idea like this

he doesn´t mind giving you some of his old clothes

or even going shopping for cloth

plus! both of you could make something for the other together

wouldn´t that just be really sweet?~

Beelzebub:

you were actually thinking about making him something that looks like his favourite food

but quickly scrapped the idea because there is a good chance he would actually eat it

you decided on a fly instead

he really likes it

but he placed it on Belphie´s side of the room

because he was worried he might eat it and hopes when it´s on Belphie´s side he will have enough time to wake up

he also didn´t really notice any of his clothes went missing

he just taught Belphie took them or something

Belphegor:

you made him a sheep shaped pillow

and now it´s the only thing he sleeps with

but hopefully you didn´t take his favourite pairs of pajamas

you would be dead if he wasn´t so sleepy

he won´t kill you for it though but he will prank you for an entire week for this

and keep you awake and terrorize you in your dreams

isn´t the worst thing he ever did, he did the entire Nightmare thing for an entire month just for his amusement

it was not as bad as it sounds

mostly because you don´t even remember what happened

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me imagines #obey me headcanons #obey me lucifer #lucifer avatar of pride #obey me mammon #mammon avatar of greed #obey me brothers #leviathan avatar of envy #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #satan avatar of wrath #obey me asmodeus #asmodeus avatar of lust #obey me beelzebub #beelzebub avatar of gluttony #obey me belphegor #belphegor avatar of sloth

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nicosraf · 4 months

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Hi Rafa!

Back again in your inbox and I have what’s probably a silly question but I am nothing but silly and goofy so I’ll ask anyway

I was thinking about yk the verious depictions of lucifer (as every sane and normal person does) and it got me wondering onwhat made you decide to characterise Lucifer the way you did, mainly because usually in modern media he’s very much seen as a anti-hero and mostly he’s seen as a good (-ish) guy that didn’t do too much wrong, the rebellion is usually very much written off as something akin to teenage rebellion and God is just seen as a disappointed parent that had no other choice but teach a lesson to his kids (and well that is of course because gods forbid someone sees God as anything less than the perfect father but I digress), for example the Lucifer series does this and in part too hazbin hotel.

And idk it was refreshing to see your read of Lucifer, he starts good and very much kidlike and then his wonder and love become corrupt I’d say, I struggle to call him evil because well for one I have what could be considered too much sympathy for him and I understand him, he was set up to fail in a lot of ways. So I guess I just wonder what made you say “no I’m going to keep the “bad” and “evil” that is in him”

(I am aware that the answer is probably just well he’s like that in most classical depictions but idk I want to hear you ramble about Luci and his development because that’s always interesting and I love it ajdhsh)

Sorry for the confused ramble anyway lots of love from Italy <3

-J :)

Hello! This is a dangerous question!! I have many many essays I'd love to write about the depiction of Lucifer in media and about what eventually led me to making Lucifer like that. It's also fresh in my mind right now because I saw that Lucifer Hazbin Hotel episode recently. (I actually don't have a ton of thoughts on Hazbin Lucifer. He is very cute, but Hazbin isn't trying to be theological I think; it's just having fun with the mythology.)

I would say that societal depictions of Lucifer always mirror a lot of the way that society has come to understand not the devil, but God, parent-child relationships, authority, tradition, and so on. Some people think Paradise Lost was the first to make Lucifer a hero, but it's actually very clear that Milton wanted his flaws to outweigh the good things, to make Satan ultimately a bad person, and to justify God's actions to us.

Like 200 years later, William Blake started saying that Paradise Lost was pro-Lucifer, though by accident: "Milton was of the Devil's party without knowing it." But Blake lives in a very different time, during the French and American revolutions and the industrial revolution. Old traditions and empire are getting shaken up, the story of Lucifer looks a lot more heroic.

I won't get too much into how Satanic panic affected things (or even the rise of anti-theist communist regimes!), though I think the Satanic panic of the 90s really exacerbated Lucifer's connection to teenage rebellion. (Also, I'm focusing on the US because of how much their media is exported and influences other countries).

But so then we got the modern Lucifer I used to see quite a bit — suave, night club owning, slutty, probably referenced bisexual, manipulator of women. I always thought this development was kind of strange. It's almost like what Blake did to Milton's Lucifer; we didn't change how the people before us thought of him, we just decided that the Lucifer we're supposed to hate is actually super cool.

But I was not super compelled by this Lucifer. And I reference these lines a lot, but the idea of Satan in Western Christianity came from several passages from the Bible, one of which is Ezekiel 28, and I was really struck with line 14: “You were blameless in your ways from the day you were created till wickedness was found in you," as well as the multiple times the chapter stresses that the cherub of Eden fell because of his corrupting beauty above all.

I realized I never really saw "blameless" Lucifer, innocent Lucifer. In a lot of interpretations, he's just sort of born wrong or always a little Evil. But the lines say that he was innocent once, and I got really caught up in that. I thought of God watching Lucifer be beautiful and innocent in all that time (like a voyeur).

It felt like the next step in Lucifer's development to take the child-parent relationship between him and God and make it ugly. (Though sticking with the dichotomy of good vs evil didn't really work for me. Lucifer isn't good but he's not evil either, and the weird love and hate mixture is what brings him closer to how God is, too (to me)).

We live in a day and age where all authority is being critiqued, where we don't laugh at teenage rebellion as much. I mean, if you watch any recent Disney movie, you'll see parents learning from their children to stop the cycle of generational abuse. And, of course, with Lucifer becoming so associated with queerness (Lil Nas' MONTERO for example), the framing that he's just a metaphor for a teen rebel who will one day realize his dad was right... falls apart. Lots of teens kicked out of their house for being gay are grown up now and making shows/movies/etc.,. And I think it's always better not to shy away from trauma victims being imperfect and, occasionally, cruel.

So. yeah! I've always been surprised that Lucifer as an imperfect victim of parental abuse, running away, taking some of his sibling with him, isn't more common in general.

#i may not be making sense rn #mine #ask

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nocreativityfornames · 1 year

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When Solomon Is The Only One To Never Forget About MC's Blindness

This was my first time getting submitted a request that didn't came from the ask box and it confused me a bit because I didn't know how it worked but hey, here it is! Also, the type of blindness wasn't specified, so I just went in with total blindness in mind? Anyway, thanks for the request!

Lucifer

➺ Now, usually he's very attentive to MC's condition and is always making accommodations for them. Sometimes though, he still lets it slip.

➺ Today was one of those days, Lucifer, MC, and Solomon were working on a class project together, and without thinking, the eldest asked MC for the pen near their side of the table.

➺ The realization hit when Solomon called out his name, making him look up from his papers and at the situation at hand.

➺ Lucifer cleared his throat, trying not to make his embarrassment visible. "My apologies, that was careless of me." He grabs the pen himself, failing to hide his blush as Solomon chuckles and MC smiles, finding amusement in what had happened.

➺ Damn sorcerer, giving him more reasons to hate him... ( he's so bitter )

Mammon

➺ As much as I love Mammon, I have to be honest, he'd probably be one forgetting it the most. It's in the most harmless moments though, so it's not much of a bother.

➺ This time MC was in the living room, discussing something with Solomon and Satan. Mid-conversation, Mammon slammed the door open, excitement clear in his face as he threw the newest edition of a fashion magazine on the table in front of MC.

➺ "Look who's on the front cover of the Devildom's most famous magazine, yer first man Mammon!"

➺ He was met with awkward silence and immediately realized his mistake upon looking at everyone's faces. Fuck, he did it again.

➺ Immediately goes beet red while everyone laughs. No matter how many times it happens, it never gets less embarrassing...

Leviathan

➺ He clowns on Mammon for forgetting about MC's blindness all the time, but has had plenty of embarrassing moments where he did the same thing too.

➺ "And this is the character!" He has a big smile on his face as he shows MC the screen of his phone, presenting them with the character in question.

➺ Cue him freezing in place as he's met with a little chuckle from MC. He wants to die from embarrassment, to melt away and disappear from existence completely. Why????

➺ "A-Ahaha, sorry for that...!" He looks away trying to hide his face and the sorcerer, who was there beside him the entire time, can't help but let out a laugh.

➺ "Pff, why are you hiding your face? MC can't see you!" Solomon, stop, you're killing him!

Satan

➺ Out of the brothers he's the one who tends to forget it the least, still, it happens sometimes.

➺ The first time is when he comes back from the kitchen to his room, and finds Solomon and MC there. Solomon, who at the moment, was flipping through a very old family album with embarrassing baby pictures that Satan had no wish to let anyone see.

➺ "Don't show that to MC!" He's exclaims louder than intended, his face burning red.

➺ And he gets even redder when he realizes. Fuck, Solomon is not letting him live this down, is he?

➺ "I don't think you need to worry about that." Solomon grins at him teasingly. This man should be thankful that he's immortal, otherwise...

Asmodeus

➺ The three of them are out shipping, and Asmo finds himself in a dilemma, unsure of what clothes to buy for MC.

➺ "Ooh, what's your favorite color? That'll make it easier to pick!" Asmo glances at MC expectantly, smiling at them.

➺ ......

➺ "MC doesn't have a favorite color, Asmo." Solomon answers with a polite smile. He's still confused. "They can't see the colors, Asmo..."

➺ Oh! "Whoops! Right, so sorry hun!" He laughs it off, finding the situation funny himself. He's probably one of the only ones who don't get embarrassed about it.

Beelzebub & Belphegor

➺ It's rare that these two ever forget about MC's blindness. It happens though when they're at Hell's Kitchen with MC and Solomon.

➺ After picking what he wants to order, Belphie mindlessly passes the menu to MC and goes to lay his head on the table, yawning.

➺ It's that moment of comical silence again, and MC and Solomon exchange a glance, both holding back laughs. "Belphie..."

➺ The Avatar of Sloth lifts his head to look at the others. "Oh, sorry MC... I didn't mean to do that." He smiles at them apologetically but sends Solomon a glare as soon as they look away from him.

➺ "Here, I'll read it for you." Beel kindly offers, taking the menu from MC's hands. He doesn't really get bothered with Solomon, much like Asmo.

Solomon

➺ The only one who never forgets, and who teases the others to oblivion when they do. Oh, it makes them so bitter, specially when Solomon brags about it.

➺ He's such a gentleman with MC, and is always taking precautions to make their stay in the Devildom easier. And he's so very glad that they are this comfortable relying on him, after all, he truly loves them.

➺ That closeness he has with MC though? The warm smiles and sincere "thank you"s he receives from them whenever he's helping them with something they can't do on their own? Yeah, they only make the others jealous, so terribly jealous.

➺ Solomon lives for it though, sending the others knowing grins every chance he gets.

#submission #I hope it wasn't too repetitive?#obey me #omnb #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me solomon #☙ no creativity for names ✾

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writefulclown · 2 years

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which OM boys would let you shave them

includes: the brothers, dia, barb, simeon, solomon implied relationships, but can probably be read as just them having a crush on you this is also assuming that they,, grow,, body hair,,?

it's one of those rare moments when you're alone with him and you decide to use it to finally ask a question that's been floating around in your mind for a while. "can i shave you?"

lucifer

uhhhhh

if you have the balls to ask him he'll probably look at you like you're stupid

no, you can't shave him.

are you kidding?

the only way you could ever shave any part of him is if he's in a coma and unable to do it himself.

mammon

?????????!!!!!!!!!!

god, you're so weird....

he'll sputter and yell, telling you that's the dumbest thing you've ever asked him

but if you ask him again, extra nicely, he'll fold

with enough persuasion he'll let you shave anything

though he'll be blushing furiously the entire time

leviathan

stares at you, completely unblinking, eyes wide and threatening

you can hear the gears in his brain turning

at some point he starts sounding like an overheating computer

all the while his face has been getting progressively more red

once he reaches peak flustered, he seems to completely shut down

you'll never get an answer from him, nor can you move him for the entire rest of the day

satan

his initial reaction is similar to lucifer, though way less judgmental

why?

"it seems fun" is a good enough explanation for him

however, depending on his mood, you might need to wait a bit for him to actually let you do it

but he would definitely agree

eventually

asmodeus

my, my, how cute you are! of course he'll let you!

he prefers waxing, but ultimately lets you decide which you want to do

though you'll have to wait a couple days for there to be any hair to shave or wax

a bit too giddy about the whole thing

will also pester you about returning the favor

if you really don't want him to shave/wax you, he'll let it go just as fast as he agreed to let you do so to him

beelzebub

huh? oh, sure.

you have to gather a lot of snacks to keep him in place for long enough, but other than that he's an angel

occasionally asks if you need help

he doesn't know what with, but he just wants to let you know that he's ready to help

he agreed without any hassle and that's how the entire process goes as well

he's very sweet :(

belphegor

asks if you can give him a fade on his legs

or stripes or even just like.. landing strips but down the fronts of his legs

if yes, he would definitely just be walking around like that til it grew back

if no, he'd probably still let you shave him, but on the condition that he gets to sleep the entire time

you will have to flip him around and position him all on your own

he will not help you at. all.

if you're okay with doing that much work, go for it

diavolo

takes a bit to process what you've just asked him

it's an odd question, give him a moment

he'll let you shave his face? is that what you meant? hopefully

thinks it's a very fun activity

you're now forced to shave him at least weekly just because he enjoys the intimacy

barbatos

he laughs cause he genuinely thinks you're joking

you're not?

no.

you can't shave him.

he's terribly sorry, but he simply can not put himself in that position.

but, as you should know, he'd be more than happy to shave you.

though he said it in a way that seemed vaguely threatening......

simeon

very... unsure...

did he hear you right?

he.. supposes... he could let you... shave him....?

but he seems so confused

you feel too bad and decide to leave him and his hair alone

if you wouldn't leave him alone, go away

your question would haunt him for a while though

so eventually he'll tell you that he's up for it

then you can shave him

but be. fucking. gentle.

solomon

yeah

he'd probably tease you about it for an annoyingly long time, but yeah

it'll cost you all of your patience and possibly even sanity

he'd only let you do it once though (not like you'd want to do it another time after the absolute torture you had to endure)

make it count.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #omswd x reader #lucifer x reader #mammon x reader #leviathan x reader #satan x reader #asmodeus x reader #beelzebub x reader #belphegor x reader #diavolo x reader #barbatos x reader #simeon x reader #solomon x reader

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mammoney-22 · 1 year

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Found this in my drafts so here lol

Headcanon that my MC is straight up an animal magnet. Almost every time they go out, they come back with something. As a result HOL is always crawling with critters they're trying to find homes for -and a few permanent residents because someone got too attached.

Minor edits made May 31st. Mainly grammatical stuff.

At first a few of the brothers were pretty fed up. But anytime a threat of any kind was made towards the animals MC just appeared out of thin air with the most terrifying expression on their face.

*random goat that followed them home, currently eating Beel's snacks -package and all*

Beel, about to lose his shit: How would you feel if I ate you?!

MC leaning into the room, smiling: I'll replace your snacks, but touch the goat and I'll make a real nice roast outta you.

Beel and the goat actually became bffs after this.

Satan sitting in the common room, book in one hand, scruffed puppy in the other: This is the last time you interrupt my reading you little runt!

MC wrapping their arms around his neck from behind, whispering softly: Put the puppy down, Satan.

Satan, slowly setting the pup back on the couch: When- how- ?!

MC: I was summoned.

He still thinks cats are better, but he definitely cried when the puppy left.

Mammon gently yeeting a rabbit (did not hurt it dw) when he caught it eating his money: That's not lettuce ya dumb furball!

*turning around and seeing MC in the doorway*

Mammon: M-MC, um.. when did you get here?

MC, scooping up the rabbit: I mean this in the nicest way possible because I love you, throw her again, and I'll burn every Grimm of yours that I can find ❤

*Mammon.exe has stopped responding because they said they loved him while also threatening him*

He's not turned on or confused thank you

Won't admit he likes the bunny but MC catches him dressing her up in little yellow tinted sunglasses and gold chains like two days later.

*MC regularly comes to dinner with a snake wrapped around their neck or arms, sometimes a lizard tucked in their hoodie pocket, or some strange insect/arachnid perched on their shoulder*

Levi:

Simply stops functioning because not only are you nice to him, but you seem to appreciate the more widely considered 'strange' creatures as much as he does

Generally asks to hold said creature

And take pictures -of you holding the thing obviously

You just.. look so much cooler than him! Obviously.

Mammon:

Poor baby nearly shits himself when you sit next to him and he realizes there's some horrifying, eight legged, kitten-sized thing clinging to your shoulder

He tries to ignore it but he's leaning away from you the entire meal

"Ain't ya afraid of anything, human?!"

Lucifer:

Sincerely doesn't fucking care anymore.

He tried being mad for so long and you just ignored it

I mean, animals at the dinner table? C'mon MC.

Fuck it.

At least your little creatures are less rowdy than his brothers

Asmo

Do you care about him at all?!

Fear isn't good for him

Nor are gross things.

And that spiny, hissing thing clinging to your forearm was the definition of his bane

Satan

Thoroughly amused with his brother's reactions

Finds your creatures fascinating

Not fazed when one makes its way across the table and up his arm

This causes Asmo to nearly faint as the thing becomes much closer to him

Satan obviously shoves it in his face

Till MC basically rips his head off

They're delicate, he gets it now

Please stop lecturing him it's kinda scary

And hot?

#obey me crack #obey me shall we date #obey me #obey me mammon #obey me headcannons #obey me lucifer #obey me!#shall we date obey me

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phoenixriley · 1 year

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Asexuality + Obey Me

COMING OUT TO THE BROTHERS AS ASEXUAL

♡ Characters: Demon Brothers

♡ Warnings: ace!Levi, established relationships, gn!reader, language because I’m me, not proof read

♡ A/N: I was intending to write a whole thing for pride month, this being one of the posts intended for that, buuuut.. I don’t see myself finishing everything in time thanks writer’s block so. Just going to go ahead and post this. 😊

I do apologize if this leans heavily to one side of the spectrum than the other. That’s probably a result of my own experience as being ace so it most likely bled into my writing. Hopefully this is general enough. 😅😅

♡ Taglist

♕ LUCIFER

Lucifer will sit down with you and talk to you about you sexuality after you tell him.

Being that he has a higher sex drive, he wants to know about where you are at and how you two should proceed forward in a way that accommodates the both of you.

If anything you’ve two done up until now has made you uncomfortable he wants to know about it. He’ll ask questions and such about it, to see if there is a way to modify the action to make you more comfortable, or just fully decide to not do it again if need be.

Lucifer is overall very accepting of this new detail about you. He’s very happy that you felt comfortable enough to share this with him on your own terms.

♕ MAMMON

He’s the definition of “he’s a little confused but he’s got the spirit.”

While asexuality isn’t necessarily a new thing to him when you bring it up, he doesn’t necessarily understand what that means.

He’ll want to ask questions, but he makes sure to tell you that he still loves and supports you regardless of your sexuality first.

Once he knows that you know that he loves you and that you two are okay still, he will start to ask questions. You two talk for hours about your sexuality and what that means for you and your relationship.

Mammon is big on consent and being comfortable for both parties, so he listens intently as you answer his questions.

As long as you are happy, so is Mammon, so any changes that were needed to be made were more or less seamless.

♕ LEVIATHAN

Levi is very familiar with asexuality, probably the most familiar outside of Asmodeus.

His shoulders visibly relax when you tell him what was that thing you “needed to talk to him about.” He thought you were going to break up with him.

Admittedly, you’re a little confused when you see his reaction.

“Thank Diavolo, I thought you were going to break up with me.” He sighed, briefly going off on his usual otaku deprecation tangent before returning to the subject.

He softly smiles at you and opens up about his own relationship with sexuality, which happens to be also on the asexual spectrum.

You two go late into the night and early morning discussing your sexualities and how to make you both happy.

Not much really changes, aside what you discussed that needed to change. Levi is big on consent with both himself and you, so only a few things needed changing to be more ideal for you both.

♕ SATAN

Ngl I see him as demisexual but that’s a conversation for another day.

Thanks to Asmodeus, Satan is already familiar with asexuality before you bring the topic up.

He’s looked into it before but the Devildom library has very limited selection of books on sexuality. Also, the books are very dated more times than not so they don’t really help much.

Much like his father his brother Lucifer, his first instinct is to ask questions that relate to the two of you. Much like his brothers, he loves you and wants to make sure you’re as comfortable as possible.

♕ ASMODEUS

Asmodeus frowns when you come out about your sexuality to him. He doesn’t frown out of anything malicious, rather he is hyperaware of how he has treated you up to that point, and is worried if he made you uncomfortable.

Out of all the brothers’, he knows the most about asexuality from the start, which explains his reaction.

He’s quick to ask you what he needs to change, taking mental note of everything you say.

Asmo is probably the most accommodating to your needs. Despite being the Avatar of Lust, sex isn’t everything for him. He adores being with you because you are you.

♕ BEELZEBUB

Beelzebub just wants his family to be happy at the end of the day, and you’re apart of that family, so his attention is all yours when you bring up the subject.

He’s a little clueless at first so you’ll have to explain everything to him.

Beel beforehand was already very accommodating to your needs, only really doing things with your consent.

Despite this though, he asks if anything needs to change, and he notes what you say.

He’s so cute about whatever changes he needs to make. He’s dedicated and damn it he’s going to make sure change happens.

♕ BELPHEGOR

Belphegor perks up when you come in after classes and ask to talk. If it was anyone else, he’d be irritated because they would be interrupting his afternoon nap but it’s you. So he’s more than happy to miss out on it.

He listens attentively to you as you speak, asking questions when he doesn’t understand or would like more information to fully understand.

Although he never personally looked into what asexuality, he has heard Asmodeus tell Satan about before while he was trying to take a nap in the common room.

He more or less understands the basics of asexuality, but if you’re not the textbook definition of asexuality, you will have to teach him a bit.

Belphegor asks if you wish for anything to change, takes note of anything, and then asks if you two can cuddle before he takes his afternoon nap.

Any changes are seamless. Honestly is as easy as breathing for him.

Idk how to write the twins. Help.

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koolades-world · 8 months

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hiii hellooo, since other anon asked about british accent, what about mc with a slavic accent? no specific country

hello! yeah, of course!

enjoy :)

Mc with a Slavic accent

Lucifer

thinks your accent is soothing to listen to and often tries to find excuses to listen to you talk

also thinks it's perfect for telling his brothers to stfu haha

as a reward, every time you yell something for him, he'll give you something you want, such as less chores, or something online

you're very important to him and he often lets you know <3

Mammon

shocked him the first time you spoke

however, he loves confusing other demons at RAD and such by making them process two very different accents at the same time

he takes lots of joy in hearing your exclamations of happiness

tries to give you surprises that make you happy rather than scared (that's Belphie's job lol)

Levi

when you first met, he deadass understood nothing you were saying and instead of asking you to repeat yourself, he just decided he wasn't going to be able to understand you

you spoke too fast for him and by the time he'd processed the first word, you were already light years ahead of him

eventually he confessed that early on, he didn't understand you and you had a laugh about it together

after you spend enough time together, he always tries to answer right away to show you he's listening and how much he's improved

Satan

such a simp for your accent

just turn the puppy dog eyes on him and just plead a little, and you can get whatever you want

don't be afraid to take advantage of these powers, since most times you can earn little wins with them

he often finds himself studying your speech patterns and paying attention to the way you say things

Asmo

loves your accent so much (he probably has a thing for all accents)

kinda like the british accent, he's always listening to what you're saying and taking mental notes on your pronunciation

he is always jumping at the chance to defend you from Belphie's teasing and dramatically throwing himself onto the ground and/or fainting to make him shut up

subconsciously, he finds himself mimicking you and the way you say some things

Beel

thinks your accent is pretty cute but he knows it doesn't define you

while he likes it, he would like you just the same if you didn't

he asks about your accent sometimes, like if your family also had the same one and if it had developed as you had grown up

he doesn't do this often, however, since he's afraid of bothering you with his questions

Belphie

always teasing you with stereotypes so just be sure to have a clapback ready

if you want just punch or elbow him in the face that would be pretty funny

be warned because he has a habit of sneaking up on you and scaring you since he thinks your scream is funny

again, feel free to punch him or step on his toes or something like that

#obey me #obey me satan #obey me x reader #obey me!#obey me asmo #obey me beel #obey me levi #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me belphie #omswd #obey me shall we date #obey me mc #headcanons #gn reader

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theroseredreaper · 2 years

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Let’s Talk About Love

Shall We Date?: Obey Me! One Master To Rule Them All!

Summary: Levi doesn’t understand why you keep choosing him over his brothers time and time again. He can’t offer you the same things that they would be able to offer you.

Word Count: 2174 ✯ AO3 Version

Characters: Aromantic! Asexual! Leviathan x Aromantic! Asexual! GN! Reader

Tags: Fluff, aroace reader x aroace character, discussions of aromanticism, discussions of queer platonic relationships, autistic-coded Levi

Jealousy was an emotion that Leviathan spent the whole of his existence being intimately familiar with. Such a thing is no surprise, really - he transformed into the Avatar of Envy after his fall from heaven, afterall. Envy was a black, ugly feeling that he lived with too closely anytime he didn't drown himself in his manga, anime, or games to escape from it.

Inferiority was another emotion he knew just as well, even if he experienced it less often, since he shut himself away in his room most everyday so that he wouldn't have to deal with the overwhelming weight of all he was lacking that came with inferiority. That and so he wouldn't have to deal with his social anxiety, too.

Inferiority was, unfortunately, something he was feeling way too much lately, ever since you have come to the Devildom and wormed your way into his family’s life. Watching his brothers all fawn over you around the breakfast table, the inferiority was especially oppressive today. Each of them had a different approach to you, but he knew that each one of them was in love with you.

Mammon was the most obvious about his being in love with you with how he constantly tried to get your attention and monopolize your time, even if he wasn’t entirely honest about his feelings. Satan was slightly more devious about it, covering up his shyness over outright saying his feelings by straight-forward actions, flirting with you and asking you out on dates. Belphegor was territorial and possessive of you, easily upset when your thoughts and time weren’t devoted to him, wanting to monopolize you in a way that was much less wholesome than how Mammon desired to monopolize your time.

Levi sincerely hopes that his younger brother was not a yandere, like the kinds he sometimes saw in his manga and anime. For your safety as well as the safety of the rest of them.

Asmodeus flirted with you just as he flirted with every person he found attractive, but Levi knows that Asmo’s love for you was genuine in that you were the only person allowed to see the true insecurities lying under the air-headed facade Asmo maintained. Lucifer desired you just as Asmo desired you, openly fond of you when he thought no one else was watching, being severely strict upon you to try and maintain the idea that he had no favoritism towards you when he thought people were watching. Beelzebub - well, Levi actually wasn’t sure that Beel experienced love or desire for anything that wasn’t food. But he did know that it definitely meant something that his younger brother willingly shared food with you and cooked for you.

As soon as Lucifer dismissed them from the breakfast table, Levi made a beeline for his room, itching to bury himself under a blanket to try and not thinking about the whirlwind of barbed thoughts running through his mind right now.

Leviathan himself, well...he is fairly sure that he does love you too, in some capacity. He knows for a fact that he cares for you deeply, that he’s fond of you, and that he finds himself wanting to share his special interests with you - but he’s also aware, somewhere in the back of his mind, that the way he feels about you is not the same way that his brothers feel about you. He’s painfully conscious of the fact that even when these tangle of emotions confuse him when he thinks on them too long that he’s not, not in love with you. At least, not like how Satan and Mammon are in love with you. And he doesn’t desire you either, not the way that Lucifer and Asmodeus desire you.

The inferiority that overcomes him whenever he acknowledges these thoughts, these feelings, that he can’t offer to you what his brothers can, yet selfishly desiring to spend every waking moment he could just enjoying your company...it makes him want to just curl up under his blankets, blocking out all the lights of his room, their lights brighter than usual in his heightened emotional distress, blocking out all the buzzing of his electronics with his headphones, just blocking out the world entirely, trying to block out his mind at the same time.

Why - despite his brothers constantly vying for your time, attention, and affections - do you continue to keep choosing him out of all them to spend all your time with?

“Levi? Are you in there?” you called from outside his bedroom door with a knock, “I wanted to watch the new TSL DVD with you, if you were still up for that?”

Levi groggily unfurled himself from his blanket nest, squinting at the brightness of his phone, faintly surprised that he had basically let himself pass the whole day away hiding under his blankets.

“I can go if you aren’t feeling well…”

Rubbing at his eyes, Levi pulled himself out of his tub-bed with a grimace, striding over and opening the door for you, before turning back and disappearing back into his room so he wouldn’t have to deal with the brightness of the hall lights, “I’ll set up the movie once I find it. You can set up the pillows.”

Entering his room, you were caught over by the big nest of blankets all heaped in the tub-bed already, and looking over at Leviathan, you could see his tail sticking out from the one blanket that was still wrapped about him like a hood, his tail flicking up and down rapidly. Levi was obviously really upset about something.

Pursing your lips, contemplating if you should just straight up give him a hug, or ask him what was wrong first, then give him the hug, you picked out the pillows that you know were Levi’s favorites and arranged the tub-bed to be as comfy as possible. Nodding in satisfaction, you turned to see Levi still rummaging through his stack of DVDs, head drooped and tail still flicking with irritation. He seemed as though he was lost in thought.

“Levi? Are you okay?”

He startled, dropping the DVDs he was holding and tipping over the whole stack. Feeling positively horrible that you startled him like that, you quickly rushed over to help him pick up the fallen DVDs.

“I’m fine, I’m just really tired,” he mumbled as he avoided eye-contact, picking up DVD after DVD quickly.

You sighed softly, gently putting a hand on his arm and stopping him, “You’re in your demon form, Levi. You morph into your demon form whenever you’re upset. ...can I give you a hug?”

He hesitated for a moment before he nodded, putting aside the DVDs onto his desk. You wrapped him up in a huge hug, patting his back gently, and Levi found himself relaxing into your tender embrace, resting his cheek against your head, exhaling long and slow. He already felt loads better.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“No, it’s...it’s fine. It’s...silly. I don’t want to bother you with - “

You squeezed him gently, tightening your arms around him, “Levi. You are never a bother to me. And your feelings are never, ever ‘silly.’ Okay? Your feelings are important, just like how you’re important. Okay? Now, talk to me, Levi. What’s wrong? Why’re you upset?”

Levi trembled at the utter anxiety clogging his throat up at just the mere thought of trying to express what he was feeling out loud, hiding his face in your hair as he held you close, “It’s..it’s, um…”

“You can take all the time you need,” you quietly encouraged him, rubbing a comforting hand up and down his back.

Shakily taking a breath, he tried again, “I, um...All my brothers...they’re in love with you. But I...I don’t love you. Ah, but that’s - ! That’s not - ! It’s, that’s, what I meant, is that, I don’t...I don’t love you the same way they do. I...I can't give you the same kind of love they would, so I don’t - I don’t understand why you...why keep choosing to spend all your time with...with someone like me…”

You stood quietly, letting his words wash over you as you processed what he was telling you. Pulling away from the hug with careful movements, you looked up at Levi to see he had his eyes anxiously squeezed shut, likely afraid of what your reaction would be to his words.

“Levi, look at me. Please,” you asked him, keeping your voice hushed, knowing how he became hyper sensitive when his emotions were high strung.

He hesitantly opened his eyes, looking down at you, heart near stopping at how you were looking at him with such...utter understanding.

You took his hands and sat him down in the nest of pillows and blankets you had set up in his tub-bed, plopping down next him.

“I keep choosing you to spend all my time with because I like you, Levi.”

Levi sat straight up, struggling against sinking into all the pillows, “But - !”

“I’m not interest in what your brothers have to offer me, either.”

“But I - “

You turned to look up at him, avoiding eye contact so that you wouldn’t make him uncomfortable with how distraught he already was, “I don’t return any of their feelings. And I don’t expect you to feel any differently for me than you already do. Have you aromanticism, Levi?”

He blinked, caught off guard by the question Levi shook his head.

“Aromanticism is when a person very rarely, or never, feels romantic attraction.”

Levi gaped at you, “That’s - that’s a real thing?!”

“It is,” you nodded, smiling fondly at him, “There’s an entire spectrum, for all the different ways a person experiences aromanticism.”

Levi slumped back into the pillows and blankets, sinking into them as he stared at the ceiling in wonderment, mulling over what you had just told him. He sat up suddenly, struggling to not sit back into the bed again,

“Wait! Are you aromantic?”

You nodded, smiling at him all the same, “Yeah. I am. I’m asexual too. Asexuality means that you rarely or never feel sexual attraction. There’s a whole spectrum to how people experience asexuality too.”

Leviathan stared at you, utterly wowed, trying to figure out how to say what he was feeling, inhaling sharply, “I - I think I might be aromantic and, and asexual…”

You grinned as you pulled him into another big hug and he returned the hug, and Levi found himself grinning too as he returned the hug, his tail rapidly thumping against the pillows all around the both of you, but this time it was because he was excited to learn this new thing you just told him about.

“...there’s nothing wrong with me,” Leviathan murmured, finally allowing himself to sink back into the pillows and blankets and stay there.

“There was nothing wrong with you to begin with,” you agree, sinking into the pillows and blankets beside him, feeling comfortable and safe in his arms.

“...but you know, I...I feel really deeply for you, but I do know that I don’t want to like, be your boyfriend or anything, but I, I do want to spend like - agh, I’m not making any sense, am I…?” he huffed, hiding his face into the pillows, frustrated with himself.

“No, I get it,” you reassured him, poking at him to try and get him to stop hiding, “Do you know what a queer platonic relationship is?”

Levi peeked up at you, face adorably scrunched up in confusion, “Huh? A what?”

“I’m guessing not,” you giggled, cuddling up close, “Let’s see...a QPR is something more intense than friendship, but isn’t exactly romantic. The lines between platonic feelings and romantic feelings can be blurred and it can be hard for both people involved to really understand how they feel about each other fully. They can include friendships and ambiguously-romantic relationships that go beyond friendship norms in emotional intensity, physical affection, or other areas. Some QPR partners get married. A QPR can look different for everyone, depending on what the people involved are comfortable with and how they feel for each other.”

Levi mouthed out a “wow,” thinking this over, “So what I feel…”

You squished his cheeks together playfully, giggling, “I understand what you feel entirely. In fact, I feel the same. You just learned a lot in a few minutes, but...I really like you, Levi. Would you want to be my queer platonic partner?”

He gaped at you, before laughing excitedly, nodding and pulling you into an even tighter hug, positively delighted. You returned the hug just as happily, resting your head on his shoulder. The two of you pulled back to smile at each other, the world feeling perfectly in balance at this new decision that the two of you made together.

That evening, the two of you thoroughly enjoyed the new TSL DVD together, cuddling under the light of the movie that played on Levi’s large flat screen television.

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rea-grimm · 6 months

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Demon's Creed 2

Over the next few days, you got used to life on the base. For those few days, you found out that it was only you and brothers.

You went out to eat with them regularly, but even though everything seemed fine, there was still a gap between you. Sure, some brothers accepted you, but there was clear disbelief from others.

According to Lucifer, Mammon took care of you and greeted you every morning as "Templar." However, he said it in such a tone as if he was going to get sick of it.

Despite all that, you had several opportunities to get closer to them. Like when the brothers suggested they all do a horror marathon.

However, when they told you about it, they only mentioned the movie marathon. You weren’t much into horror. You had such a vivid fantasy that it made you paranoid.

You sat between Beel and Mammon, who bragged about how horror movies were like fairy tales to him. Lucifer was sitting in the chair next to him, looking more or less bored. Across from him on the opposite side sat Satan and next to him Levi and Asmo.

The beginning of the movie was cool. There was nothing there to bother you. However, when it came to the scary part, you didn't understand where they could get such scary movies?

You watched most of the rest of the movie hiding behind pillow, peeking out when Beel told you that it was good. However, to your surprise, it was Mammon who screamed the most.

Through your pillow, you didn't notice Lucifer's amused smile when he looked at you. After the movies, you and Mammon would accompany each other to your rooms.

🟉-🟉-🟉-🟉-🟉

You were working on research when your phone buzzed. You wondered what it was when you found out it was a text from Asmo. And by all accounts it was an emergency. A crisis when he needed your help immediately and without delay.

You immediately stopped your research and ran to his room, willing to help him. However, when you burst into his room, Asmo was sitting perfectly still on the bed, showing no signs of being in crisis.

“Y/N, you're finally here! Why are you standing in the doorway? Come in,” he urged you to the bed where he had various nail polishes.

"What's going on?" you asked confused as you sat across from him on the bed.

"It's dreadfull! You can't even imagine! I don't know which of these polishes will look best on me!” he said exaggeratedly, showing you the polishes he was deciding between.

According to you, you chose the nail polish that you thought best suited him. Asmo took the chosen polish in his hand and examined it seriously and thoughtfully. You had no idea what was going through his mind.

Asmo finally brightened and completely agreed with your choice. He unscrewed the bottle as he stopped and looked at you before looking thoughtfully at his polish collection. He picked up one bottle before taking your hand.

"This one will go great with you, don't you think?" he asked excitedly. You nodded your head at the angle and Asmo got all excited. You then painted each other's nails.

🟉-🟉-🟉-🟉-🟉

You had the impression that you were the weakest at the base. You were more focused on research than combat and you had the impression that you could use some training. Some basics in self defense.

You knew who to go to and where to look for him. You were the first to head to the kitchen where he was whitewashing the fridge. You admired how he could eat so much and so quickly.

Beel offered you pudding from the fridge before moving to the table with the food as well. There you confessed to him that you didn't want to be a burden and you wanted to learn to defend yourself. By doing so, you also asked him if he would train you.

A part of you was afraid that he would reject you as a former Templar, but the opposite was true. Without hesitation, he agreed to train you. However, he was not going to focus only on self-defense. While that was certainly important, he also wanted to teach you how to fight with a weapon.

You have agreed together on the days and approximate times when you will attend to it. After that you talked about everything.

🟉-🟉-🟉-🟉-🟉

It was evening and you were enjoying a nice rest after training with Beel. You had no idea that your body could hurt in all these places.

You were slowly falling asleep when your phone buzzed. You picked it up lazily and noticed a message from Mammon who was on his way to your room. No sooner had you sat down than there was a knock on your door.

"I'm going to have dinner. Do you want to join the great Mammon?” he asked and as if nothing.

“Sure, I'd love to,” you replied. You originally planned to sleep until morning, but the food sounded great.

“But don't think it means anything! Templar!” he replied almost startled, taking your hand and starting to pull you towards the kitchen.

There, Mammon prepared cups of instant ramen soup, into which he mixed a few other things. You had the impression that some of the ingredients he put there didn't fit together at all. You had the impression that he was preparing some kind of poison rather than ramen.

“And one for you,” he said smugly, placing a steaming cup of soup in front of you.

“Thank you,” you replied nervously and scooped up the noodles on your fork. It looked like toxic waste. Before you even decided to taste it, Beel came to you.

"I thought I smelled something good," he said and took a cup of soup along with several other cups. The whole time here, you wondered how it all fit into him.

"You're not going to eat?" he asked you as he literally devoured the first cup of soup and noticed that you hadn't had a bite yet.

“Hey Beel! Look at your food!” Mammon shouted at him. You smiled at their nudges. You were an only child and everyone treated you like an adult for as long as you could remember. You've never experienced this.

You didn't say anything and instead you finally decided to taste the noodles. You were expecting how awful it would be when the taste caught you by surprise. You didn't expect them to actually be edible, and delicious at that. You then threw yourself into the rest with gusto.

During the meal you exchanged a few words and you caught that they had another brother. Beel had a twin. Belphie who was apparently on a solo mission that was top secret so only Lucifer knew about it.

However, that was all the two said about him. You deliberately asked Beel what his twin was like. Beel looked like he would like to tell you more, but then his expression changed and he just shook his head.

“Talking about Belphie is taboo. Lucifer is pretty strict about that,” he said sadly before stuffing his pockets with food and leaving. You looked at Mammon but he too just shook his head and shrugged his shoulders as he didn't know much about it.

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ithseem · 2 years

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The Three Dimensions Exchange Week

A/N: This is the first fanfiction I have written in a long time, so I'm not entirely confident in my skills. Also, Y/N does not refer to you, the reader. She is an entire entity of her own

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45005755/chapters/113241184

@voltagefandomproject Here ya go. Part one of the multi-chapter work. More mention of the Court of Darkness Squad and the Twisted Wonderland Squad to be written

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Chapter 1

“Hey! Apu! Wake up!” Saima half-whispered to Parvana.

“Saima, it’s 6:30 am. Calm down.” said the latter.

Saima has been awaiting this day for the past several weeks. Diavolo had proposed hosting another exchange event, but this would be a bit different from the usual. This time, people, thaumaturges, fae, merfolk, and beastmen from other dimensions will come to the devildom for a five-day and four-night stay for the program. Since Saima was well-acquainted with Night Raven College in Twisted Wonderland They would help host the event. Joanne, who is now staying at Purgatory Hall for the time, was in Saligia at the Royal Academy of Concordia for the past several months, so she would help to host the event too.

“My alarm isn’t supposed to go off until the next half hour,” said Parvana, looking at her phone.

“I can’t help it! I’m gonna see my friends again after a long time!”

“They’re not gonna come until 2 o’clock. Well, if you have this much energy, you can help me clean the House of Lamentation”

As if that would be a problem. They gladly accepted the task, and since they had their sister to help them, it would be a hell of a lot less stressful than cleaning up Ramshackle dorm. There would be a dinner party hosted at the House, so some last-minute touch-ups wouldn’t hurt. It wasn’t long after the two sisters started cleaning when Lucifer came into the living room where they were currently at

“Good morning, you two,” said he. “You’re up early.”

“Saima was too excited to sleep,” Parvana replied. “So I thought it would be a good idea to do some last-minute cleaning before her friends come over.”

“Haha, good thinking. Oh, I was about to tell you to put your caramel pudding in a safer place. Beel’s going to be back from his morning workout soon.”

“Alrighty then. Thanks for the heads up.”

Cleaning the House of Lamentation proved to be an easier job than either Saima or Parvana expected since Lucifer had enlisted the help of his brothers. By quarter to noon, everything was spotless.

“Mannn…” Mammon sighed. “That was a lot. I can't believe I woke up to do all this cleanin'”

“At the very least, your friends would be comfortable,” Satan chuckled.

“Of course, I’d want to go all out for this. Actually, I’m pretty excited to meet Joanne’s friends, too. I'm especially excited to meet Sherry. She seems especially cool” said Saima.

Leviathan was about to say something when Lucifer came in with a peculiar expression on his face. “Lord Diavolo asked us to meet him at the RAD Council room to discuss a last-minute change of plan,” he said.

“A last-minute change?” Murmurs of confusion rippled through the living room.

“He didn’t tell me what exactly will happen. We should go and hear about it.”

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“I’m glad you all could make it,” Lord Diavolo said. Everyone from the House of Lamentation and Purgatory Hall had congregated in the council room, all with looks of confusion on their faces. “Now, you all may be wondering why I have gathered you all here. I have only told you that there would be a last-minute change of plans. This will not affect the event, so you don’t need to worry about that.”

“Oh? Then what’s going to happen?” Asked Solomon.

“That’s what I will tell you right now. Someone named Wattpad Y/N has sought asylum here in the Devildom so she will be staying at the new House Limbo for the time being with the new exchange students.”

“Did you say Wattpad Y/N?” said Levi

“Yes. Do you know her?”

“Ehh… Let’s just say that we’re in for… a lot.”

“Anyways, why is this person seeking asylum here?” Joanne asked.

“I’ll get to that right now,” Barbatos chimed in. “We know that Y/N is being hunted down by a subdivision of the Devildom’s Mafia. She requested that I don’t disclose the reason, as she does not feel comfortable with that.”

That’s a first, Parvana thought. And judging by Saima, Joanne, Levi, Satan, Belphie and Solomon’s faces, they seemed to be thinking the same thing. Murmurs of concern and confusion rippled throughout the room

“The Mafia?!” Luke, Beel, and Simeon yelped.

“She will be staying at the new house with the exchange students until we can find that group of demons and bring them to justice.”

If Joanne wasn’t already dreading what was to come in less than two hours, she sure was now.

“Why do I get a feeling of Deja Vu from this?”

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