#that these witches were all in to declare war on Barbatos only to not only entrust him with their last ‘relic’

[serelyly-hikari]

And once again, Venti is related to very very important people pivotal to the lore and overall story of the game and once again I am reminded that we know NOTHING of this guy.

When will it eeeeeeeeeeeend

Windblume and Archon Quest spoilers ahead (somewhat, either way, I rather be safe.)

He barely appeared in this year’s windblume but man was he still sussy.

Tsk tsk, sweetheart, when are you ever going to NOT have huge lore implications? Like, your nation was attacked directly by the Abyss and you were the first to get their gnosis taken away while all the other nations only really had the Fatui to deal with. Your gnosis is a QUEEN piece. You used to have a good relationship with the Tsaritsa who currently has a whole organization doing some sussy unknown plan, only for said relationship to become basically nonexistent. One of your statues is currently being used by the Abyss to make this mechanical god. The first whatever Ruin Hunter literally was found in your nation. Once upon a time you ruled Mondstadt alongside the god of time, who is one of the four shades of the Primodial One. Your “may the winds bless your travels” quote paired with us literally being saved by Anemo bois really goes on to imply that you have eyes EVERYWHERE, not to mention you know things you “shouldn’t” (probably the winds whispering to you or something). Your statue literally has this whole scripture saying “this is the gate way to Celestia” or whatever. Your name appears in this very sussy letter only obtainable after defeating nine or so serpent knights to open up a hidden room in the Chasm ruins. Your nation also happened to house a creation of Gold (Albedo), the daughter of a possible descender (Klee), a descendent of the Abyss Order founder and child of Kheanri’ah (Kaeya), someone who has connections to this type of black market/organization who seems to be a huge part of the lore and former wielder of a delusion (Diluc), a very very smart librarian who seems to know many truths of the world and happens to also have a story quest that heavily revolves around this ONE FAIRYTALE BOOK (Lisa), and a disciple of a Hexenzirkle witch who reads fate (Mona). And now, confirmation that you KNOW the Hecenzirkle and that once upon a time you were against each other only to become really good friends.

Venti, please, give some other people a little of that lore, no? Cause you have too much that I bet I missed a huge chuck of the lore that is connected to you.

[firecatvariant]

Hi! I hope you're having a nice day!💓🌸

I was wondering if you could do a request on how the obey boys would react if mc has to be in a arranged/forced marriage back in the human realm and they feel a bit nervous going back home, especially since they have feelings for [said character].

You can do just the brothers if it too much

I love your work btw💗

Hi there! I super apologize for the length of time it took me to do your request, and I appreciate your patience! This is such a cute and angsty idea! I just wrote a couple of quick HC's about the situations, but this has such amazing potential to turn into ficlets! So I hope you'll stay tuned because I definitely want to try and explore this topic a little more. I hope you enjoy it!

Lucifer - Understands that it's your duty and responsibility, but secretly wishes you'd shirk it. He'd never tell you to do so though. - Since you didn't understand his true feelings about the situation, you were going to go through with it, until he ultimately shows up to stop it and declares his love for you. - Whisking you away back to the Devildom, you can't help but feel relieved, and happy that Lucifer loves you back.

Mammon - Actively thinks of ways to try and sabotage it. - Considers going into even more debt with the Witches, in order for them to conjure up something to stop it from happening. - Luckily, saving himself from debt (and probably embarrassment) the depth of your love for him has you decide to call the whole thing off to stay by his side. Levi - Is jealous. And even more so as he becomes closer to you. He doesn't want you to marry anyone else! - Considers going all Grand Admiral during your wedding day, and secretly fantasizes about summoning Lotan and whisking you away. Like in a crazy epic anime drama. - The day of your departure he finally summons up enough courage to beg you not to go through with it, to your joy and relief. Satan - At first is indifferent to the situation, but as time goes on and he falls more and more in love with you, he actively begins to think of ways to stop it. - Reads books on the legal ways you could get out of it, does research on magic spells that could help you get out of it (like altering people's memories). - In the end, will actively show up to call it off himself, proving to you how much he loves and cares about you, and can't stand the thought of losing you.

Asmo - Hates the whole idea and thinks you should just do whatever you want. - Tempts you to call the situation off as much as he possibly can. - When you do finally call it off, his happiness cannot be contained. Beel - Is just sad about it. Really cares about you, and only wants you to be happy. - Keeps asking you if you are ok, if you really want to go through with it, and his gentle questioning causes you to rethink. - When you do decide to call it off, he'll protect you from whatever fallback may happen. No one will dare try and give you grief with Beel by your side. Belphie - Passive-aggressive towards you once he finds out. - Will be bratty about the situation, making snarky comments but only because he hates the idea of losing you. - Once he realizes your feelings for him, he will actually get some motivation and actively stop it. Maybe by paying your ex-fiance a visit to politely tell them to call the wedding off. Diavolo - Actually thinks about starting a war between the realms in order to rescue you from the situation. - Thankfully, Lucifer and Babartos talk him out of that and suggest he just confess his feelings towards you and let you decide what to do. - Diavolo will make sure the other party is compensated for your loss. He'll do anything to keep you by his side. Barbatos - Thinks about altering reality. He could easily choose a timeline where you weren't engaged and could stay with him forever instead. - Is mostly quiet about the situation, but as the time for you to leave draws nearer, he asks you to truly think about what it is you really want. - Knowing the answer is to be with him rather than go through an arranged marriage, you call it off and stay with him. Simeon - Is upset, but knows there's really not much he can do about it. - But Simeon also has a way of making you rethink, and once you start falling for the handsome angel, you know you'd rather call it off so you can stay by his side. - Assures you you're doing the right thing by following your heart. Solomon - Wants to intervene with magic. - You know, turn your future intended into a frog, or place some sort of curse on them. Tbh, he could probably just cook for them and that'd be enough. - Luckily for him, your feelings for the sorcerer were conveyed and you decided to call it off, to his delight.

Masterlist

[beyondconfessor]

Naked Desire

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Zelda Spellman/Lilith

Summary: An invisibility spell allows Zelda to become the perfect plaything during an otherwise dull council meeting.

N.B.: Also posted on AO3. This is was originally apart of a much bigger project that I’ve since scrapped. 

“No one will be able to see you, but me,” Lilith explained, turning her to face the floor-lengthen mirror. “However, you’ll need to remain quiet, unless you want someone to hear you.”

Zelda frowned. The mirror was void of her image, but she could see Lilith’s hands curled firmly around something. She was aware that they were holding her shoulders, and yet, it seemed odd to stare in a reflection and not see herself there.

Lilith leant forward, pressing a kiss to her throat, and then her shoulder, hands slipping down around her bare waist. She could feel it, but all she saw was Lilith’s hand outstretched before her as if she was pretending to hold a basket.

“Will anyone else be able to see through the illusion?” she asked. “My reputation, let alone yours, could––“

“No,” Lilith said, and then Zelda felt as one hand slipped down, stroking between her thighs. “And the only reputation you need to worry about is mine,” Lilith purred, low and threatening in her ear and Zelda nodded feeling a sigh escape her. “And would you look at that, you’re already so wet for me.”

Zelda felt heat pour over her face. She couldn’t deny that the premise of being so open, so close to being seen and yet entirely hidden didn’t arouse her. Fear and concern laced it, but as Lilith’s mouth pressed to her throat, she could feel the worries taken from her one-by-one.

“Such a noble lady for her Empress,” Lilith said to her and Zelda nodded.

But Lilith’s hands slid away, and the woman stepped over to her chambers where she opened her chamber door. The servants spilled in, and Zelda felt her self press backwards, aware of her nudity as she watched as Lilith’s personal servants began to undress her from her day wear, moving her into a far more dignified dress. They fixed her hair, ensuring it was in place, touching up the make-up she wore.

And then, a messenger arrived, bowing low to inform the Empress of Hell that her Council was ready for her, should she choose to attend.

Lilith rose to her feet, and the servants scattered away from her, and there, Zelda knew her place. She stepped forward, moving to stand beside Lilith and watched as the Empress’ eyes moved to hers, a smile on her lips before she nodded her head.

She strode forward, and Zelda followed, feeling the anxiety burning through her. It felt wrong, it should be wrong. She was the High Priestess, walking the halls of Pandemonium as bare as the day she was born?

Zelda had never been ashamed of her nudity, but there was a difference to being bare when everyone else in the room was dressed.

And yet it thrilled her, knowing that no one but the Empress could see her.

Lilith’s hands flicked, and the guards continued to accompany them, but at a pace that meant Zelda didn’t need to worry about tripping across them. She followed down the halls, head held high and felt the warmth of the enchantment over her skin, warmed by the heat that radiated through the final circle of Hell.

When they arrived in the Council’s chambers, Lilith entered first. Each of the council members rose to their feet, eyes falling to the floor with their heads bowed, allowing Lilith to move with ease to the head of the table. She adjusted her skirts and sat down slowly, allowing the men to follow. Only then did her eyes flick to Zelda’s, giving an arched brow to signify that she should move to her seat.

Zelda swallowed, feeling her hands shake. None of the council noted her appearance, their attention turned to the Mistress of Coin as she began to advise where the taxes were at with collection, and the recommendations for wealth and prosperity to continue.

With the Kings of Hell eradicated, Lucifer cast out and powerless, and Lilith in her new reign of power, she’d elected a new council of her dividing, one whose loyalty she could assure whilst also knowing every single weakness should she need to exploit it.

Zelda took her seat on the Empress’ lap and then felt as Lilith adjusted her, turning her, so legs went over the chair’s arms, her head pressed to Lilith’s chest.

It made her feel like a household pet being adjusted, and in a sense, Zelda understood that was her place. She wasn’t indeed a friend to the Empress––after all, Lilith was nearly deific in status, how could she have friends.

Zelda was hers to play with.

Lilith’s hand was warm across her thigh, drawing patterns over her skin slowly. It was enough for Zelda to relax, her head turning to watch the council with interest.

Whilst she remained High Priestess in the mortal realm, here in Hell, she was a courtier at the best of times, and therefore was not permitted to witness council actions. To see them in person was something reserved for only those who were either a part of the council or the council members' servants.

So it was with a curious hunger than Zelda drank in the meeting, listening to where the economy sat, the wars that sat on the margins of their lands, and concerns the council brought.

Magic was paramount, and Lilith listened to the concerns, and as she did, Zelda wondered why she’d been brought here at all, outside of being treated as a familiar to stroke absentmindedly.

It seemed the answer became apparent when the conversation turned to the topic of the concerns with the hellish nobles (petty concerns regarding land disputes). Lilith’s expression shifted into boredom, and Zelda watched as she sat up straight, feigning interest as the topic continued.

Her fingers drew over Zelda, sliding between her legs and stroking over her vulva absentmindedly. It wasn’t purposeful, wasn’t intended to draw intimacy or arousal––though Zelda rose her hips, rocking against the fingers as she suppressed the growing moans in her throat.

Lilith’s expression shifted with annoyance, her eyes flicking down to look at Zelda as she pressed the hips to still before returning to watch the council.

“Tedious,” Lilith declared. “We should eradicate Agaers and split his lands evenly amongst the surrounding Dukes.”

“That would cause Zepar and Barbatos to then share a border, likely causing further disputes for you tomorrow,” the council member reminded.

Lilith’s eyes rolled, nails digging into Zelda’s skin before she eased. The conversation shifted, as other options were placed forward and even there, Zelda found herself struggling to pay attention. Although she’d familiarised herself with all of the demons, having memorised all of their names, their status and lands centuries ago, it was tedious to listen to.

Though Lilith’s fingers drew over her lazily, before sliding inside of her.

Zelda swallowed her surprise, turning her head to press against Lilith’s shoulder as the fingers began to stroke inside of her.

Her stroking had no rhythm. They were inside of her and then out again, tasing over her clit before lazily drawing patters over the labia. Before sliding inside of her again, where she would thrust deep––sometimes with two, three or four fingers––stretching her before they shifted out of her.

Zelda kept her mouth press against Lilith’s shoulder as she focused on breathing slowly.

She could hear the conversation change to other matters––and listened to the mention of fates––but as Lilith's fingers began to pick up in rhythm, it became difficult for her to focus.

Lilith’s hand stilled, curled inside of her and Zelda could feel the vibrations of her voice against her chest, but a haze remained over her mind. Lilith mentioned something about weapons and alliances, before she quieted again, fingers sliding out to drag back of her clit, playing with it absentmindedly before her hand dropped away to settle at her thigh.

Zelda had barely caught her breath when the fingers returned. Her hips rocked, mouth parting as she felt the orgasm building.

Lilith’s other hand drew patterns over her hips, up to her waist and then back.

Zelda squeezed her eyes shut, focusing on breathing in through her nose, and then out through her mouth.

“––Against Hades. We should send them to the ferrymen.”

“Charon only deals with witches, now. Mortals are to be sent to Styx.” It was an exciting conversation, and Zelda was curious to understand the politics of other death domains, but Lilith was stroking inside of her, and she was trying very, very hard not to whimper as her mouth parted and pressed against Lilith’s shoulder, trying to muffle herself.

The hand on her hip pressed against her thigh, nails digging in and Zelda shuddered, a small whimper as she bit down on the Empress’ shoulder. The fingers working inside of her picked up, and Zelda shivered, her breath coming out in soft pants––but the table continued to converse, their voices raised in an argument, seeming to not notice her.

There was something about Cereberus, and then Charon again and Zelda wanted to ask, but Lilith was stroking inside of her in such a way that Zelda could feel her magic humming in her bloodstream, singing out.

Lilith in Hell, save me–– She felt her thoughts sing out as her body tensed.

And then Zelda was squeezing hard around Lilith’s fingers, her breath burning in her lungs as she couldn’t will herself to breathe. And then it stopped, and Lilith’s hand dropped wetly against her thigh.

“Enough!” Lilith said. “Fix this or I’ll have your heads on spikes!”

The council rose and murmured, leaving with a nod of their head, and Zelda sighed, a pleased hum rolling through her body.

Once the last of the council had left, Lilith chuckled. “You made a mess of my dress.”

“Terrible,” Zelda advised, her chest rising and falling heavily as she shifted on Lilith’s lap. “But as fun as this was––“

“Oh, I’m not done with you yet,” Lilith advised. “I have other meetings to attend, and you agreed to be mine until the spell wore off.”

Zelda swallowed, turning to look at Lilith, “And how long does the spell last?”

“Eight hours. We’re only in hour one.” Lilith’s fingers drew across her jaw, tilting her head before she kissed her. Whatever argument Zelda had about paperwork and family drifted away as Lilith’s tongue pressed against her own, a hand coming up to squeeze at her breath.

She turned in the lap, adjusting herself until she straddled Lilith, setting her hands on her shoulders. “How long until your next meeting?” Zelda asked.

“Whenever I summon it,” Lilith advised. She set her hands on Zelda’s waist, then slid down, cupping over her ass to squeeze. And then, with her strength, she lifted Zelda onto the table before, eyes steady on hers. “Lie back for your Empress,” she told her.

Zelda obeyed, feeling the order hum through her. There were seven more hours, and Lilith was determined to have her entirely.

And if she was honest, she didn’t mind at all.

Praise Lilith.

[paulieshore]

Obey Me / SCM Au Series

Words: 3492

Warnings: None

Characters belong to:

·         Voltage: Star Crossed Myth

·         Obey Me! – Shall We Date

 Mc is Y/N Aka Goldie. I’ve set gender as female, may gender bend if you please. ENJOY! Will try to upload regularly.

Chapter 2:  Destiny

It felt as though you were floating for years, endless stars cascaded. Drifting and whirling around you, no pain, no thoughts, nothing.

The view was mesmerising; bright colours of yellow, pink, orange and blues.

Down below you glimpsed another body floating by.

Is that me?

Am I dead?

As you observed yourself, it couldn’t help but be noticed how much skinnier you’d become. How pale and broken your face looked, I really am dead, aren’t I?

“No child, not yet. You are sick, rest…”

“rest….”

“rest…”

The crowned ones’ voice; his tone soothing the anxiety in your mind, pushing you to the edge of blissful slumber.

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Slowly you opened your eyes, met with an unfamiliar ceiling. This wasn’t your room, or any room in the House of Lamentation. You couldn’t move your body, eyes just fluttering.

“Y/N, your awake finally.” Simeon’s voice sounds nearby.

You try to lick your dry lips, “Wh-where am I?” in almost a whisper.

“The House of Gods. Its actually here in the human realm, I will explain later” Simeon gently sits next to your unmoving body “rest my friend, you need too.” As he tucks the sides of the blanket beneath.

From the corner of your eyes, you caught that blue haired one, rise from a seat furthest from you and leave.

Who is he?

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You don’t know how long you’d been lying there, the only ones you’d seen in the time was Simeon and Luke. Occasionally catching a glance of that quiet one peeping in and out. He never spoke to you, always on looking with such sadness in his eyes.

Until one day, you had most of your strength back, and really needed a pee.

Simeon and Luke hadn’t come by yet, there was no bathroom that you could see inside this strangely well organised room. You sat up and admired everything around. Books, Satan would have a field day in here you thought to yourself. The floor around the bottom of the bed was surrounded by water, like a mote around a castle. Soft browns and blue, the occasional brass vases near the walls filled with books. There was no carpet in this room, but blue tiles, reminded you of the blue haired one. All of it familiar and yet not.

Funny enough as you thought that, he walked in.

“Ah… Your fully awake now, that’s good. Didn’t mean to barge in, I’m sorry” He slightly bows to you.

“I-it’s quite alright, I get the feeling as though this might actually be your room” you nervously laugh.

His eye brow rises slightly, “do you remember?”

A fleeting look of confusion crosses your face, and you shake your head.

“Never mind then, I have some more medicine here for you. Please take this, its probably best if you didn’t touch anything in here or wonder outside of this room.” He gracefully walks over the water surrounding the bed and places the vile of liquids next to you. “We will accommodate you with your own room soon.”

“I, uh, I’m sorry. This may be too much, but I really need to, ya know….” You reach out to stop him from leaving.

“Uh, of course, your human now so it can’t be help. If you can walk then follow me, I will direct you to the lavatory.” Luckily for you he spared you the embarrassment of having to fully state it.

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He stayed quiet most of the walk, and waited for you outside the washroom. This place was ginormous, much bigger than the house with the brothers. You stepped out of the washroom, and bowed your head to him “Thank you for waiting, I’m done now.”

“Clearly.” He turns and makes his way back from where you two started from.

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“I’m sorry but, do we like, know each other?” You try to catch a peak at his face.

He glances down to the right, “No, we don’t. How could we. I am a god; you are a human.”

You stopped in your tracks. “God?”

His pace slowed to a stop and he turned to face you, “Yes, god. I am Huedaut, God of Aquarius.” He says deadpan.

That’s right the crowned one had said so himself; you thought back, “So tell me Mr. God sir-“

“it’s Huedaut, you may just call me that.” Cutting you off and striding back towards the room.

This guy, he’s nearly as bad as Lucifer. You roll your eyes inwards, just as you caught up to Huedaut, you heard other voices approaching.

“Hue, I see your walking Goldie! Hiya Goldie, how ya doing?” The soft brown haired one runs up and pets the top of your head.

“I’m not some kind of pet, don’t pat me like one!” You snap.

“Yikes, this one looks cute and playful but she’s a biter!!” He laughs and hides behind the other one with brown hair and hazel eyes. They were both wearing the same type of uniform, unlike Huedaut’s, their uniforms had black.

The short brown haired one offered his gloved hand, “I’m Dui, God of Gemini, and this playful one hiding here is Ichthys, God of Pisces. Welcome.” His cheeks tinted pink as he dipped his head, shaking your hand.

“Y/N, my name is Y/N, not Goldie.” You firmly shake and glare at the one called Ichthys.

He gives you a mischievous grin, “You’re going to be fun to play with.”

“Why would you want to dirty yourself playing with filth!” Another voice approached.

You turned around and remembered this one, briefly recalling his name was… Scorpy?

“Scorpy, is it?” You ask unsure, gesturing your hand out to shake.

Everyone freezes, Scorpio looks at your offered hand in disgust, Ichthys breaks into a roaring laugh.

“NO, listen here stupid woman. I am a God, God of Scorpio; You dare insult me?!” You felt your body begin to tremble with every word that left his mouth.

“Ha, ha Scorpy, see I told you it would stick” Ichthys holding his gut still laughing.

“I’m going to kill you, you brat!” Scorpio goes to grab Ichthys, missing him.

Ichthys laughs some more and sprints away, Scorpio tailing not too far behind.

“Please don’t think poorly of Scorpio, he is respected among all the gods. Diligent, determined and hardworking, that’s why he’s the Vice Minister of the Department of Punishments.” Dui says with a look of admiration.

Department of what now?

Huedaut gently grabs your shoulder and leads you back to his room, “You need to rest, no more for now.” He opens the door and lightly pushes you in, shutting it once your inside.

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What the what….

Demons, Angels, Witches, Strange evil dark dude and now gods… Just when you thought you were getting a grip of reality, things just piled more and more.

Hold on a second, how long have I been here?!?!

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Back in Devildom around a table in Diavolo’s castle-

“Y/N is making a slow recovery; the King is adamant she is not to return. He also advises you to send Solomon back to the human world and end this ‘program’ of yours” Simeon sips the tea before him “I’m sorry it has come to this.”

Lucifer shifts in his seat, “who is he to declare anything over anyone here, and advise Diavolo on the things that happen in his kingdom. Kivy is King of the Celestial Realm, not of Devildom!”

A hand is placed on Lucifer’s forearm “Thank you, Lucifer, for your support. However; considering what has transpired a fort night ago, it may not be wise to tempt destiny. The seal that imprisoned the Dark King has been broken, and I suspect the others will feel his presence regaining. Devildom may not be as safe as it once was.” Diavolo rubs his temples in slight annoyance.

“Indeed, darker forces are brewing once again. We can not afford any liabilities at this point.” Barbatos nods his head in agreement, next to Diavolo.

“I told you from the start this would fail, there is a reason why there are three realms now. The old days are long since gone.” Luke barks out.

“Be calm Luke, we should thank Diavolo for the thought. Its not everyday demons wish for a more peaceful path.” Says the one sat between Simeon and Luke.

“Karno, God of Cancer; I thank you for coming all this way. Please do take care of Y/N, she has become quite special to all of us here.” Diavolo slightly bows his head, to the one called Karno.

“It is my job as Vice Minister of Wishes to delegate in political matters, as well as granting wishes to those who are deserving of its reward. It is the least I can do.” Karno bows his head back to the prince. “I have always watched over her growing up, I will continue doing so.”

“I wonder why it is you here and not the Minister, himself…” Lucifer mocks.

Karno smiles kindly “Leon is very busy, and with recent events he is needed elsewhere. I hope we have not offended any of you, as vice minister my presence alone is appropriate. You of all people should know this Lucifer.”

Lucifer said nothing, he stood from his chair, bowed to Diavolo and took his leave.

“I see he has not changed.” Karno says with a sigh. “He may be the avatar of Pride, but if he does not let go of the past, pride will be his demise.”

“Same can be said about Leon though, no?” Luke leans over and whispers to Karno.

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Back at the House of Gods –

You were getting acquainted with more of the gods, “Okay so let me get this straight. Department of wishes- grants wishes to humans who wish upon stars, and you guys punish humans?”

“Yes, that’s it, well done Goldie!” Teorus claps his hands and beams his prince charming smile.

Rolling your eyes, “…. and angels are like you, except created as servants to serve the gods?” You looked over to Huedaut.

“Yes, I guess you can say that. Angels deal with the underworld politics and the guarding and passing of mortal souls, reporting back to us with more sensitive priorities. We as gods only intervene on the basis of chaos. In simpler terms, war. When the world is on a brink of unbalanced crisis, too much of one thing isn’t a good thing.” He finishes not looking up from the report he was reading.

You began pinching yourself to triple check you hadn’t fallen asleep again.

Ichthys pats your shoulder “It’s true cutie, you’re not dreaming. I mean you’ve been living with demons for a while now. Some who were previously angels themselves, might I point out; yet you doubt us?” giving you a pouty lip.

“No, no, sorry it’s just, I mean… I’m still taking everything in. I feel way in over my head is all…” You deny with a look of guilt.

“Typical for a mere mortal, nothing but ants beneath our boots. Must be nice to be so air headed, no care in the world” A strong voice rings through the common area following a gust of wind. Entering with it; a tall man with a powerful aura clinging to him like second skin, and a smug yet very alluring face.

“Ah Leon, you’ve returned.” Huedaut closes his report and makes his way to him.

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You’d been awake for 3 days, and were introduced to some of the gods. There was a total of 13 that you were told about, 12 who came here sometimes from the Celestial realm to work. So far you had met 6 (now 7), one (Scorpio) who made it obviously clear he didn’t like you at all. The ‘crowned one’ you called, was the King. King Kivy of the Heavens aka Paradise aka Celestial Realm.

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Leon’s piercing stare sent shivers down your spine; you didn’t even need to be within his reach. You could feel his power, this one must be very strong, his stare alone reminded you that of a predator.

“Goldie, this is the Minister of the Department of Wishes, Leon, God of Leo!” Teorus taunts a bow towards his superior.

“If you’ve all had your fun toying with this thing here, why don’t you go and start doing your jobs.” He then snaps his fingers and a chew toy appears. “Here you go, that should keep you entertained.” Tossing the toy in front of you before turning and leaving with Huedaut.

You were fuming!

They may be gods, but the audacity of some of them, not even the boys back in devildom treated you with such manner. Made you wonder if some of these lot were the real demons.

“Relax Y/N, Leon’s always like this. Not many can challenge him, next to the king. Leon is one of the strongest in the heavens.” Ichthys picks up the toy at your feet.

“Wow, and look at you! Looks like you know how to use my name!” Didn’t mean to come off as rude, but the tone of your voice was less then amused.

Ichthys rubbed the back of his neck, “Well next to Zyg, Leon, and Scorpy your moody face is quite scary too, ha-ha.” Waving the toy at you.

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Back in the House of Lamentation –

Lucifer had announced at the dining table that you would not be returning to devildom in the near future.

“WHAT!?! Y/N is like family now, they can’t just take her from us!” Mammon practically throwing a tantrum over the news.

Every-one had such sullen looks on their faces, no one even touching their food. Not even Beel.

“I disagree and agree” Satan declares, “considering what’s happened it is for her best interest. However, should she not be allowed the choice herself. It’s her life, where have they been the last year for her? We’ve been watching out for her, kind of feels like they’re saying were not good no, strong enough to protect her.” Slamming his hand down on the table, shaking everything on it.

“Yea! She’s our Y/N, who do those bastards think they are!” Mammon pacing back and forth before abruptly stopping to join the bashing.

“Idiot, Gods obviously” Asmo frowns at Mammon. “Duh!”

Lucifer stands from his seat, “As much as I agree with you, its hard for me to admit this but…” He swallows hard.

Everyone looks at Lucifer more than curious.

What he says next stuns everyone.

“We failed to protect her again, how many times do we have to fall in order to get one thing right. I like Y/N, I really do, but if Diavolo voices his resolve… Then that’s it.” He closes his eyes, remembering you the morning of the trip.

Dashing about your room, which was an utter disaster. Like many things when it came to you, but your eyes shined bright, twinkling. Your goofy smile popping up in his mind every time he entered the home, never before did he have such thoughts. Since you came to them, you brought with you; chaos. In a good sense, a feeling of belonging, of home. These late days without you around felt lonely, something none of them have ever really felt, or dared to admit anyways.

Belphie, “He’s back though, and he’ll be wanting her dead. Face it, it took everything, everyone had to subdue him then…. This time he’s had time, he’s had a lot of time. They’ll be a war no doubt.” He looked to Beel with worry.

“She has no idea, does she?” Beel looked down at his untouched food in thought. He had no appetite of late.

“N-no, but I’m sure they’ll tell her. They’ll t-tell her everything…. W-what do you th-think she’ll think of us then…” Levi choked out, looking to Lucifer for answers.

“I don’t know.” He turned around and gripped the back of the chair. “I really… don’t… know.”

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Back at the House of Gods –

You were sitting in a room that they cleared for you. It was made very clear that you would be staying here until told otherwise. You asked how the others were doing, not to your surprise they didn’t say anything. Only telling you they were demons, filthiest of the filth. You didn’t like them bashing your friends, they were kind enough to you, you had no quarrel with them. So, you stopped bringing them up, you didn’t want them saying hurtful things about them.

It made you believe in Diavolo’s exchange program now more then ever. You didn’t want to judge anybody by what they were, but rather by who they were. How they treated you and others, judge them by the actions, not their race. Always choose kindness, you reminded yourself.

Sitting on the bed, playing with the D.D.D in your hand. It had stopped working since leaving Devildom, not that you expected it to work. How you wished you could contact them; see how they were doing.

Just then, a knock at your door.

You got up from the bed and cracked open the door, “Yes?”

There was another one outside your door, wearing a wishing department uniform, with a red tie. This one looked awfully familiar, you’d definitely seen him before.. Or perhaps they all just seemed similar in appearance, maybe its the uniforms.

“Hi Y/N I do apologise for bothering you. My names Karno, I’m the Vice Minister of Wishes. May I come in?” He gave you a kind smile, his eyes reflecting compassion.

Opening the door wider “Of course, please do come in. Its nice to meet you sir, um is everything alright?”

“That’s what I’ve come to find out and you do not need to be so formal with me.” He enters the room with soft steps “You see you made a wish; I’ve come to grant it.” striding across the room, claiming the seat at the desk. He crossed one leg over the other and knitted his hands together on his lap. 

You were watching him carefully, you must know this one from some where.. He just seems… Ah shit he said something, focus…

 “A wish? I don’t recall making a wish.” scratching your head.

He gave a belly filled chuckle, “You did just moments ago” he pulled out a folder from within his suit “usually normal humans wish upon a star and we receive their wishes. However, you are a reincarnated goddess, so simply wishing is enough for myself and Leon to hear.”

You remembered the dark one calling you a ‘former goddess’ but from what you were aware, you were Lilith’s reincarnated soul – descendent thing- and she was an angel. Right…

Karna could see the suspicion growing on your face, “Look I understand this must all be very confusing, in time you will find all the answers you’re looking for. For now, you wish to contact the demon brothers no?”

Your face lit up, nodding your head up and down vigorously, “Yes, oh yes I do, please!”

“Unfortunately, I cannot grant that, the king forbids it. Alternatively, you may write them a letter and I can have Simeon deliver it on your behalf.” Karno says sympathetically. “Though I must warn you, even if they write back. There are certain powers around this mansion that forbid anything demonic in, so there is no guarantee. Also; if it’s not too bold of me to say, what makes you think they care?” Karno wanted to test you. He had found it rather peculiar that Diavolo stated you were special to all of them, he wanted to know why.

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Was it your connection to Lillith? How much did you know exactly? What all did they tell you, or didn’t tell you. Or did they simply care about you, as you are now. Did they care like the way he cared about you; you’d seemed to have grown up a lot since he’d last saw you.

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You had a feeling bringing them up would bring some sort of an opinion, but you didn’t care. You had grown fond of each of them, even if they didn’t write back, you WERE going to write to them.

“I don’t care if they write back or not is what I want to say. Truthfully, all I care about, is letting them know I’m alright. Letting them know I’m thinking about them. Reminding Mammon to stay out of trouble and that he’s not an idiot, telling Asmo it doesn’t matter what he wears, he always looks good. Telling Levi to stock enough snacks, and telling him I’m sorry I can’t aid him on his gaming adventures…” Tears began to fall “Making sure Beel is eating as much as he needs, that Belphie has the comfiest pillows while he naps. Satan isn’t disturbed while he reads and studies and Lucifer isn’t trying to kill them for driving him nuts.” By now you had a steady stream of tears.

Karno stood up from the chair and handed you a tissue “Very well, I will go and pass your message along…”

“I didn’t write anything?” You looked at him through red eyes.

He snapped his fingers and behold, a letter with word for word writing on it “There’s no need to, please rest. I will personally deliver this for you.” He bowed and left you alone.

As he closed the door, the corner of his lips curled up.

So that’s why, he thought…

To Be Continued…

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