#this is coming from someone who’s favorite is Belphie

[pineapple-lover-boy]

Listen I know it was forever ago but what if after lesson 16, whenever the brothers mention how much MC reminds them of Lilith Mc is like, “Who?”

They’re grateful for what she did and honestly I love the thought of them being the only one to see her ghost and they’re besties but like

This is to piss the brothers off and stop them from comparing. They can talk about her. But not compare. Lilith supports this and does not want her greatx70 grandchild to be a walking memory.

[tessieee]

Main 7 x an MC that acts silly and talks to themselves when they’re alone

PT. 1 -- Pt. 2 after the fic that won the poll :p

Pairings: OBEY ME! Lucifer x MC, Mammon x MC, Leviathan x MC

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Spending time alone in the House of Lamentation became a rarity as the brothers and you grew closer. Some days it was mediating a fight between Mammon and Levi, others it was being dragged to go shopping with Asmo, napping with Belphie, then a Fangol game for Beelzebub, and Lucifer on your tail over assignments from R.A.D. Regardless, you gave your precious time out like bread and water, feeding those who cried out for help; you knew being needed by so many people at once made your chest swell with pride and filled a void inside you that nothing else could. 

For a while, you’d convinced yourself that the exhaustion you felt was simply because you weren't used to so many people wanting to spend time with you at once, but your denial only went so far as you began to become snippy with your favorite demons. Talking to yourself was a habit you’d picked up every time you were home alone when you still lived with your parents. Staring in the mirror to finish off arguments, speaking to no one in particular while folding laundry, anything to fill the silence. Tonight you swore up and down that you finally had some time alone while finishing up a paper for Curses and Hexes and subconsciously, began to talk to yourself again.

• —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Lucifer ~ 

“What the hell am I even saying here?” You guffawed at your words, strung together by nothing but the Devildom equivalent of Red Bull and your hopes and dreams.

“…great and then you decided to… to…completely ignore the hex counterpart”

You rolled your eyes, staring off to the side as if briefly looking at an off-screen camera. Someone has been watching too many sitcoms. “Awesome! Then I finish this and then I finish math and then I’m done. Dude, I think I’m the GOAT.”

“Thanks!”

Unbeknownst to you, your monologue had caught the attention of the eldest, who, like you, believed that he had been alone that night. Leaning up to your door, he continued to listen as you narrate your actions to an audience you never expected to have. 

“What would Lucifer say…”  You spew a poor impression of Lucifer. 

“You do know you forgot the hex counterpart! How will you be expected to make me look good for my boyfriend? Oh, Lord Diavolo!”

 Embarrassment weighed in your chest, joking about it only relieved the insecurity of whether or not he could like you back for a moment before stinging. You take note of the fact that the demon had been occupying your mind feverishly the past week, today was certainly no exception. You wished he’d check on you to see how diligently you were working. The thought of his approval made you wipe away a dazed grin, your face hot with shameful desire.

Laughter bubbled throughout the room as you made yourself laugh through the rest of your homework. Lucifer’s heart raced at the sound; as he had gotten to know you, your laughter became his favorite sound along with the haunted records he treasured. 

Being caught up in the moment certainly put him at a disadvantage as he almost missed your footsteps growing closer to the door. The prideful demon took this opportunity to feign intention and raise his hand to the door as if to knock on it. Smooth.

“Lucifer? To what do I owe.. the pleasure?” Your meek and confused demeanor threw him off. In front of his brothers you could be so witty, your retorts to the occasional friendly tease from one of his brothers at breakfast often resulted in his gaze focusing on your supple lips, he found that fantasizing about kissing you in the morning kept him distracted for hours to come. 

Your bravery and confidence that you had slowly built up with the time you spent in the Devildom was something he admired so to catch you in such a vulnerable state felt as if you two were sharing something intimate. If the hall wasn’t so dark you’d likely see his lightly flushed expression. 

“I- How long—“ You look behind you self-consciously. “Were you standing there?”

“I was just about to knock. Why do you ask?” You’re lucky he likes you. Sparing your pride, to the both of you, was almost a love language on its own. The executive decision to not nag you about your assignment at that moment was made soon after seeing your cute behavior.

“Oh,” a shy smile spreads upon your lips. You knew he’d be the last person to poke fun at you for this. “Well, it’s a little embarrassing but I tend to talk– to myself? When I’m alone— and.. sometimes around others and..” Your confession ended up sounding more like a question trailing off at the end into an awkward silence. Stupid beautiful demon face.

To your absolute delight, your awkwardness appeared endearing to the firstborn. Luckily you were able to catch sight of the slightly upturned corners of his mouth. He looked incredibly amused by your red cheeks and refusal to make eye contact.

“Are you laughing, Lucifer?” 

“You are the GOAT? Or so I’ve heard.”

“For that long?!”

There’s a moment of silence before you catch sight of his shoulders trembling with laughter, your fit of giggles in pursuit. Your heartbeat finally relaxed; you became aware of how comfortable you felt around him.

Who better than to keep your little secret? 

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Mammon ~ 

“Hooooly shit you’re a genius.” Your fingers flew furiously on your keyboard.

Quiet clacking noises emitted from your fingertips as your melodic voice broke the silence in your room. Music was much too distracting and you’d procrastinated enough on this assignment. Lucifer’s nagging reminded you a lot of your mother and it goes without saying you needed less of that. 

“Oh my god,” You scoff, noticing you had accidentally typed ‘Mammon’ instead of ‘divination’. The demon had been particularly clingy with you as of late, not that you were complaining. It felt nice to be needed, especially if it was him.

“Mammon.. oh he’s so cute.” You practically swooned, sighing loudly and quite dramatically. Your finger quickly made its way to your hair, twirling it mindlessly as your mind wandered from your assignment. The week’s adventures replayed in your mind. You didn’t miss the way your pose looked in the mirror, grinning and nodding in approval. Maybe you’ll post some selfies later!

It wasn’t unusual for Mammon to be demanding of your time if not the most out of all of his brothers. Who could blame him? Time flew when the two of you were together. Two peas in a pod.

“God, if I keep procrastinating like that I won’t be able to go with him.” 

You gasp quietly, taking note of the expression you chose.

“Is that like a cuss word here? Will I get smited?”

A singular “Ha!” Escaped from your lips followed by a string of words. Your frenzied typing had grown to a halt, the back of your seat used as a tool to help stretch your back. Truthfully you’d been at your homework for a couple of hours now and you still had so much left and it was so late. You wondered again where everyone went, you could hear the house creak and you’d be lying if you said it didn’t freak you the hell out.

Scrolling on your phone, you decided to open Deviltunes™ to cut the silence. Finally returning to your homework, you sang along and continued making small talk with yourself.

“Come to think of it, wouldn’t it be weird if someone was watching me right now? Nice question moron, of course, no one’s watching.” Your declaration came out less confident than you would’ve hoped. 

“You always talk t’yourself in private?” The speed at which you turned around almost gave you whiplash. Catching sight of Mammon all smug and disheveled, likely from a night out, made your breath hitch. “Worry not! The Great Mammon will grant you the favor of sparing your ego tonight!”

“Where’s everyone else?” Your arms stay crossed, attempting to make yourself look tougher. This moment didn’t affect you, certainly not! Especially because you did not care that he was the one to catch you talking to yourself and because you did not have enormous feelings for him. 

He only grinned at your weak attempt to change the subject. “Just out. Pretty sure Levi’s been here the whole time.” Both of you share a moment of agreement and you let go of a breath you weren't aware you were holding. This didn’t deter the demon from prodding you until you answered his questions. 

“You talk to yourself too?” 

“Yes, Mammon.”

“You think I’m cute?” 

“Mammon.” His eyes widened at your tone, a smile plastered onto his face as he raised his hands defensively. The avatar of greed swore he meant no harm and came in peace.

Frustration bubbled in your chest as he continued to poke fun at your habit– you were embarrassed yet the expression on your face, fidgeting, and red face went right over the demon’s head. Luckily he managed to catch on before he got pushed too close to your door. Complaints spilled from his mouth like chants he knew he’d pushed your buttons a little too much this time and, still with a grin albeit smaller than when he started to make fun of you, shifted his tone. 

“Alright, human.” He grabs your wrist with one hand, brushing stray hairs from your blushing face. “Pay attention ‘cause m’ only doin’ this once! Better not make me regret it.”

Mammon pulls you into his chest, halting your brief nervous breakdown and reminding you that despite all of the chaos you two get yourselves into he’s still your peace. You swear time freezes for a moment as you take in a deep breath, the scent of his cologne and cigarette smoke wrapping around you as his arms do. That’s your Mammon. He knew very well he wouldn’t keep his promise and you wouldn’t rather have it any other way.

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Leviathan ~

MC.hammah:

‘Yo Levi. You home 2nite?’

‘Heard u went 2 a Ruri-chan pop-up! Get me something cute. Thx!’

Leviathanreallordofshadows:

‘If I have time after dis line’

‘Get these randos out of line I need this figurine more than they do. > : (’

‘Ugh this is taking too longgggggg’

‘Hey! Where’d u go? Keep me company or ur fake’

You didn't bother waiting for the messages that followed, even the resident shut-in was out of the house tonight. You tossed your phone on the bed and twirled around your room in delight. The world was your oyster– except the world, for now, was confined to the walls that made up the House of Lamentation. You could go exploring, but the sight of your discontinued essay for class held you back from leaving your room. Trudging towards your desk from your bed had to be the hardest task you completed that day.

Your head rested on the palm of your hand as your fingers found themselves in a comfortable tangle in your hair. Scanning the online textbook excerpts in hopes of finding more context to your evidence. All of the right pieces were there, you just needed the glue that would connect them all. Attempt after attempt, the words began to blend into one another and you notice you’ve been reading the same paragraph for the past 5 minutes. 

Why was focusing on this so hard today?

 You lean back to rub your eyes gently, the blue light of your laptop stinging your retinas. Maybe you were just a little butthurt that you’d heard nothing about this, especially since you’d been the one to send him the Devilgram post notifying fans of the event in the first place.

“Not even an invite? Seriously, what’s going on with him..” You frown at your lap, deciding to grab your D.D.D once again. The lock screen turns on, a group picture you’d begged everyone to take, the highlight to you was the cute poses you and Levi had chosen for this picture. Inside jokes like these often provoked the occasional look from his brothers; no one was in on them except you, him, and maybe Henry 2.0.

You scroll down the messages in your DMs with him, scanning for some sort of subtle invitation you might’ve missed but still nothing. With a quiet thud, you threw yourself onto your bed, continuing to scroll yet not finding a moment that excuse his lack of invitation.

“Guess m’ just not cool enough for these anymore.” “Did he take the fish? If you took Henry I swear I’ll rip your soft purple hair right out of your head.” You glance once more at your desk and bury your face into your comforter to let out a boisterously loud groan.

“Homework. Right! Maybe that's why he didn't invite me!”

You look into a nearby reflection with an expression desperate for approval yet you only end up with loud silence and a realization that you look insane. Focusing on your homework doesn't seem that bad anymore. The walk back to your chair is a silent one, thanks to that you were able to catch the quick footsteps from your door. Did whoever just got home hear all of that? Counting your blessings for finding yet another distraction to the assignment you were putting off, you head towards the door hoping to catch the spy. Opening it you weren't expecting to find Levi, much less with a giftbag from the event.

“Were you–” He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, embarrassed that he’d been caught so quickly. “On the phone? Y-Yknow’ with someone?”

Had he heard all of the self-deprecating monologuing you spewed? Oh, no. 

“No! No. Levi, I was just…” You trail off, talking quietly with newfound paranoia of being eavesdropped on. “Talking to myself. Obviously.”

Great. That sounded insincere! The demon shifts the weight on his feet awkwardly as his hands fidget with the gift bag in his hands. “Oh, okay. I was just wondering since it– uhm– sounded like you were on the phone.” Poor boy… “I dunno’ I’m probably just being stupid.”

Your face softens as you hear his words. You two were too similar sometimes, sympathy was almost inevitable. Taking his trembling hands in yours you peek up at him through his bangs.

“What’s this, Levi?” “For not– not inviting you. It was supposed to be a surprise.” Ohhhh…

“Levi!” Your arms soon find themselves wrapped around his neck, overcome with emotion as you pull him close. You note he runs cold and that he smells like linen and a day at the beach. “I’m so sorry. I thought– maybe you were over me coming to events like this.”

“No! Never! You’re my– my Henry.” Levi flushed at the sudden spike in intimacy between the two of you. How he was able to keep it together this long was beyond him. “I just figured you were too busy for another event so I’d bring you something special” 

His free hand clutched your shirt to keep you close as if he’d let go and wake up from this dream where a normie and an otaku could get so close without a rip in the space-time continuum. Yet again, he supposed over time you became so much more than just a normie to him.

“It’s amazing Levi. Thank you!”

Worth it!

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Note: OKAYYY I know the fic that won the poll isn't technically my first fic. This one's kinda like a pilot episode? They're also all long kinda so that's why there's two parts soz be nice to me please

Feedback + constructive criticism is appreciated !!!

[koolades-world]

Could you do the brothers + Dia with a mc who has young nieces/nephew that view them as another parent and mc views them as their own kids at times and acts as such to them?

Take care!!

aww hi!! yes of course this is so cute

enjoy!

Mc with nieces/nephews that treats them like their kids

Lucifer

sorry, they're not your niece anymore, his now

he gives off such dad energy so he's fit for the role of uncle

he's already seen you act like a tired parent to his brothers, but seeing you around an actual child and the tenderness you treat them with makes him feel warm and fuzzy

for someone who’s so busy, he suspiciously always has time to play family with you and your niece

Mammon

your nephew is obsessed with him and thinks he's so cool

he would never admit it, but he would die for your nephew and he seems you in him <3

this kid gets everything he wants from him

the parental side of you only makes him fall more for you <33

Levi

at first, he's freaked out

he knows nothing about kids and his limited knowledge comes from anime, which he knows isn't helpful

eventually, once he gets to know your niece, and sees the close relationship the two of you has, he tries his best to warm up

after all, he needs the approval of your favorite person to remain by your side

Satan

is so relieved your nephew is of the age to read and respect books

he’s actually so excited since children are usually afraid of him, but not your nephew! he was quick to hug him once you introduced them to each other

he’s absolutely obsessed with going out in public with the two of you and acting as a family

he secretly wants someone to mistake you as a family just so he can have the privilege of playing father and husband, if only for a while

Asmo

takes lots and lots of pictures of you guys but posts almost none

those are treasures for him and him alone, and because he doesn't want to post your nieces' face online <3

he loves to play dress up with the two of you! he knows your niece is enjoying it too since he's the king of fashion and never misses

whenever you and her are over, he finds an excuse to bring you both of a cute themed cafe that he knows she's going to find amazing

Beel

100% your nephew looks up to him like he looks up to you

at first your nephew was a little intimidated, but beel’s welcoming nature and kindness drew him in just like it did you

despite being young, your nephew wants to follow him and accompany him everywhere when he can

he even wanted to lift weights like beel so you got some foam ones and it became a fun family activity

Belphie

tbh at first, they both think the other is boring

belphie mostly sleeps and toddlers hate naps, and your niece does kid things obviously which he thinks is awfully boring

however, they have one common love: you

eventually once they both realize this, he takes your niece under his wing and is training her to be just like him

Diavolo

he's absolutely enchanted with you and your parent vibes

the relationship you have with your nephew is something he could only dream of having and he wants to be hands on so bad

the two of you are this kid's parents now sorry i dont make the rules

your nephew thinks he's so cool and is always asking for the three of you to spend time together

[strawberry-cowmilk]

silly things I think the brothers have done

not proof read, also I did all of the things on these lists so it's kinda like the brothers as things I have done hehe ( I couldn't come up with some stuff for some of them so forgive me for some brothers having shorter or more boring lists)

alternative title: the brothers as real things I have done (I swear I'm not that insane)

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lucifer

use whatever the devildom version of red bull is as an 'emergency tool' to quickly stop being tired only when he really needs to (don't do this)

accidentally sent a formal important email to somebody completely unrelated because it was 3am and he wasn't sharp (poor person had no idea what he was talking about) (this still haunts me)

one time when he was at a farm a peacock kept following him and kept opening its feathers to him no matter how many times he walked away

mammon

always buys something one of his brothers or mc will like in a store when he sees it for them

bought expensive perfume and quit his job two seconds afterwards

made the mistake of online shopping while being drunk and then cried over a mini bag and bought it because it would be cute for his future child

accidentally almost burnt down a school chemistry lab because he put a plastic tube over the fire (the teacher warned him not to do that) (everything was fine the tube was just a little on fire it only had like salt water in it)

leviathan

met his favorite artist and accidentally dropped his bags right before the picture in front of said artist (the artist tried to help him but he said nono its okay while fixing the mess) (he dropped the bag 1 second after asking if it was okay to put it down) (this still haunts me I'm so sorry to the artist for having to see me fight a bag)

messed up karaoke one time when he was home alone and destroyed his voice for the next week

attended a vocaloid concert

satan

accidentally made somebody believe he has a child because he calls a cat his baby or his son and forgot to specify he's talking about a cat

saw a cat meow and paw at somebody he didn't know's front door and he felt bad for it so he rang the doorbell and asked the guy who lives there 'is this your cat?' but the cat already went inside (luckily it was his cat or else that would have been super awkward)

cut his own hair once out of protest because somebody kept forcing him to cut it (they never forced him to do anything with his hair again so it worked) (I was like 11 years old when I did this)

asmodeus

wore platform heels while hiking because he refused to wear hiking shoes (those were the only shoes he brought to the vacation too) (there was no room to bring more because he already overpacked)

when somebody was being rude for no reason over his fashion choices he accidentally said 'not my problem you're allergic to slaying' out loud (I said this to my mom I almost died)

packed a full suitcase and a big tote bag for a one night hotel stay (the suitcase had an extra bag in it too)

sent his profs emails telling them he's sick so he can go to his beauty salons (this happened more than once)

beelzebub

traveled to a different city to buy a lot of a specific type of food and then came back

sometimes has to function as an alarm clock for one of his brothers (belphie) because its impossible to wake him up

stays home with his brothers when they're sick so they don't have to be alone

tried to make an oven pizza in the microwave with his brothers because the oven was not working (don't try this) (it turned out literally wet by the way)

belphegor

planned a way to skip certain class times every day without getting in trouble to sleep more

woke up from a nap extremely disoriented and asked someone what his name is

I'm so sorry I tried to come up with more things for him but I can't its been a week of thinking

[fandoms-x-reader]

Replay - Alternate Ending

Requested By: Multiple Users! Thank you for the support <3

Summary: No matter how hard you try to save your friends, death is unavoidable and in order to save you friends, you make the ultimate sacrifice. The Seven Demon Brothers x Reader Diavolo, Barbatos, Simeon & Solomon Luke (platonically), Mephisto, Raphael & Thirteen Word Count: 4,094

Replay - Pt. 1 | Replay Pt. 2 | Good Ending | Bad Ending

^Inspiration for this oneshot! Shoutout to @olivia-willo-w for sending it to me <3^

Time after time you watched everyone you loved pass.

Time after time they promised you they would survive.

Time after time you tried to protect them and failed.

You had lost hope that things would ever be different.

You loved everyone, but you didn’t want to live through this again. You couldn’t live through this again. 

You had all put up a valiant effort. You had fought harder than you ever had before.

Not a single person there was unscathed. You were all bloody and in pain. You were exhausted, but it wasn’t over.

And you were beginning to think it would never be over. You had to do something - anything - to end the war you had been fighting for so long now.

You took a moment on the battlefield to pause and look around.

That’s when you saw your chance. An opening to end things once and for all.

It would surely result in your death. After all, you were only a human and what you were about to do was something that no one would be able to survive.

But, as you looked at your friends, memories began flashing through your mind.

You remembered the first time you danced with Lucifer - how tightly he held your hand as he all but threatened you. You and he had come such a long way from that. Now, your time together was filled with his favorite tea and long and loving talks. 

You remembered how Mammon hated the fact that he had to babysit you when you first got to the Devildom. Now, he never wanted to be away from you. The two of you were partners in crime, like Bonnie and Clyde.

Levi never even opened the door to his bedroom for you at first. He hated normies and you were sure you would never be able to change his mind. And when you did, you had a true friend that you knew that you could always depend on. 

And Satan had been so angry all of the time before he met you. He didn’t give you the time of day at first until your trip up to the human world. Now, you’re the only one who can get through to him and the only one he’s ever felt so connected to.

Asmo was so shallow when you first met him. You were so positive the only thing he cared about was his appearance. But, after making a pact with him you could see how beautiful he was underneath it all and he always made sure you felt loved.

Beel had never had any problem with you - except for that one time you ate his food and he destroyed the kitchen. But, the two of you had grown so much closer nonetheless. He was your number-one supporter and always gave the best hugs.

And let’s not even mention what happened between you and Belphie. The two of you had come a very long way from that time. He was your cuddle buddy now and someone who was surprisingly good at being able to comfort you.

Then there was the future King of the Devildom. At first, you were simply a way for him to achieve his goal. He never thought he would have fallen for you as hard as he did and you never would have thought there was such a kind and caring personality behind the ruler of Hell.

You and Barbatos hadn’t grown closer until later, but he was just as important to you as the others. He was always there to offer you advice and if you ever needed any help you knew that he was only a phone call away.

Then there were the angels. Sweet and innocent Luke who only wanted to protect you and Simeon would give up his life for you in an instant. They were the nicest creatures you had ever met and you couldn’t imagine your life without them.

Lastly, there was Solomon. Your fellow human who had been with you since the start of this journey. He did everything he could to emotionally support and connect with you in a way only humans could and he was the reason you knew how to do any magic at all.

Even Mephisto, Raphael, and Thirteen held a special place in your heart. They were such amazing and unique people. You hated losing them just as much as you hated losing any of the others.

They all had equal pieces of your heart and you knew that if you did this - even if it killed you - it would be worth it. Because you would be saving them. The ones you held so close to you.

And it was that thought alone that pushed your legs to move on their own.

Your mind blanked out any fear as you kept your friends at the forefront of your mind.

They were all busy fighting their own enemies, doing what they could to stay alive.

So, none of them noticed what you were doing until it was too late for them to reach you.

You heard an array of protests being thrown your way as fifteen hearts simultaneously stopped beating, watching the scene in front of them unfold. 

In a matter of moments, you felt the most intense pain you had ever felt, and then you felt nothing.

You were numb. You wouldn’t have even known you were still alive if it hadn’t been for Mammon coming into your view.

He was saying something but you couldn’t hear it.

He was crying and you wanted to reach up and wipe his tears away, but you couldn’t move.

And as your vision started to fade you couldn’t help but notice how beautiful he looked even when he was crying.

That was the last thing you saw before everything went black.

*

Lucifer was doing everything in his power to protect everyone. His eyes were looking a million places at once, determined not to lose any of his siblings or friends.

That’s when he saw you running. His eyebrows knitted in confusion as he tried to figure out where you were going.

When he saw where you were headed, he felt like he couldn’t breathe as all of his senses went numb. What were you thinking?!

Lucifer let out a shout of protest that grabbed everyone’s attention and he quickly took care of his current problem before making his way to you.

But he was too late and as he saw your body falling to the ground, he felt his world falling down with you. 

His body stopped moving on its own, frozen in shock and pain as he watched the one he loved get struck down.

And before he could register what was happening, tears began streaming down his face and it felt harder and harder to breathe.

His hands moved to hold his head as the tears began pouring out harder and he bit his lip to hold back a sob that was threatening to escape.

 This couldn’t be real. You couldn’t leave him.

*

Mammon was fighting just as valiantly as his older brother. He was doing everything he could to stay focused and not put himself in danger - for your sake.

But when he heard Lucifer yell, every inch of his body shifted its focus to you. And when he saw what you were doing, he immediately ran to you to stop you.

He was the fastest so of course he would be the first one to reach you. But, even he was too late.

He got there only in time to catch your body and as he looked into your eyes and saw the life draining out of them, the tears naturally began pouring down his cheeks.

He laid you down on the ground and pleaded with you to stay with him but he could tell that you couldn’t hear him and it was all the more heartbreaking. 

Mammon’s body went into panic mode as he was doing everything he could to help you yet nothing at the same time. Because you were already gone. 

He felt like hyperventilating as the harsh reality came crashing down on him. You were gone. 

He suddenly found himself standing back up, taking a few steps backward as he tried to breathe, but the only thing he could do was sob.

His hands rested on his knees and he did everything he could to support himself as he mourned your loss. 

You were his partner in crime. There is no him if there is no you. 

*

This was the first time Levi had a chance to use his power in its full glory since his days in the Celestial Realm. And, he was the third-most powerful for a reason.

He was fighting with everything he had, finally getting a chance to prove to everyone that he wasn’t a waste.

And for the first time in a long time, he was feeling really good about himself - until he saw what you were doing.

Levi let out a loud gasp as suddenly every ounce of confidence he was getting back fled his body.

He froze, unable to say or do anything as he watched the scene unfold in front of him. This couldn’t be happening.

When you fell to the ground, the sobs broke from Levi’s lips as the tears streamed down his face with no sign of stopping.

One of his hands raised to his forehead as the pain he felt in his chest only grew worse and worse.

He wanted to blame himself for being good enough. He wanted to apologize to everyone for not being able to save you. 

But, all he could do was mourn.

*

When the Avatar of Wrath goes into a frenzy, it was hard to pull him out of it. And that was exactly what Satan was in right now.

In order to achieve the level he needed to make sure he survived, he had to block everything out except for his anger. For once, he let his sin take over and run rampant. 

He would survive - for you.

But, his brother's cries pulled him out of the state he was in and as he started seeing clearly, he wished he couldn’t see at all.

He saw the tears falling down his brothers’ cheeks and then he saw your body lying on the ground and his blood ran cold.

He immediately ran over to you. He studied everything he could about humans, so surely there was something he could do to help. 

When he finally reached you, his hands reached everywhere he could attempting to help but not knowing where to start. 

Finally, he decided to start with the most obvious place - checking your pulse. 

His world stopped as he realized he couldn’t feel it. 

The tears began pouring just as heavily down his cheeks as his brothers and his hand moved to his mouth to cover the sobs that he couldn’t keep in as he looked at your dead body.

You were gone.

*

For once, Asmo had thrown all worries about his beauty out the window because he knew that if he was worried about chipping a nail or ruining his hair, he wouldn’t make it.

And he couldn’t do that to you. He had so much more love to give you. He had so many more ways to show you that love.

He was going to make sure that he got that chance. All he had to do was survive like he promised you.

Everything changed when he saw you get struck down. 

He immediately let out a cry of heartbreak and pain as he watched it happen.

One of his hands raised to his cheek while the other rose to his mouth, as his body was overcome with sobs.

And that’s when he realized - you didn’t promise him.

He told you that you were everything he had ever wanted. He told you that he wasn’t done loving you.

So, why didn’t you promise him that you would survive too?

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Going into this, Beel had been so scared that he wouldn’t be able to fulfill his role as the protector of the family.

He had been so scared that he was going to lose one of his siblings like in the last war that they fought together.

But, everyone was still alive and it sent a wave of relief through Beel. He knew that they still had a long fight ahead of them, but seeing everyone still alive gave him hope.

And then you went and sacrificed yourself for them.

Beel felt his heart rip apart as he saw you get struck.

He ran to you as fast as he could but stopped before he reached you, seeing you lying lifeless on the ground. 

His body felt like it was going into shock as he realized his worst fear was coming true and his head fell to his hand as the tears flooded down his cheeks.

The night that the two of you spent together, he told you that he would always protect you. And he failed.

You were gone and he couldn’t help but feel like it was his fault. Like he should have done more.

He was so, so sorry for not protecting you.

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For the most part, Belphie was following the others’ lead on the battlefield.

It wasn’t because he needed help. He was doing an excellent job of holding his own.

He just wanted to make sure that he didn’t mess up. He wanted to make sure everyone made it out of there.

He thought they had done it this time. He thought he did a good job. And then he saw you.

Seeing you on the ground gave Belphie a panic attack as memories of the time he hurt you overwhelmed him. He would take it all back if he could.

He had already apologized for it and you had already forgiven him. But seeing you die made him feel guilty all over again.

One of his hands raised to cover his face as he freely cried, expressing all of his pain.

He didn’t have a chance to really make things up to you yet. He didn’t have a chance to show you how much he loved you yet.

And the realization that he wouldn’t get that chance broke him.

*

Diavolo was the type of person where if he was going to go out - he was going to out swinging. And he was fully prepared to lay down his life for everyone else if it got to that point.

What he was not prepared for was for you to do that for everyone. 

He knew you loved them all but he never would have thought that your feelings were strong enough to compel you to do this.

If you had told him that he would have felt this much pain at your loss when he first met you, Diavolo would have never believed it.

But he had fallen so hard for you and now the idea of living without you was too much to bear. 

He was supposed to stay strong under any circumstances, but losing the one he loved was too much.

He turned his back to the others as he crumbled, not wanting them to see him fall apart.

As the tears poured down his cheeks and he silently sobbed, he kept asking himself why you did it.

Couldn’t you see how much they all needed you?

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Barbatos had refused to use his powers to look into the future. He knew that it didn’t always end well and he was afraid of the consequences.

He had never regretted a decision so much in his entire life.

If he had looked ahead, he would have seen this. He would have been able to stop you from doing this. 

And you would be standing next to them, giving them the smile that melted all of their hearts instead of lying lifeless on the ground.

He was a demon with unparalleled power and he was so angry with himself because he could have done something. He could have prevented this outcome.

Tears silently poured down his cheeks as he looked at you - the result of his failure.

But it wouldn’t be this way for long. He was going to find a way to fix this mistake. 

He was going to find a way to bring you back.

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Simeon and Luke were mourning together but for two very different reasons.

Luke was mourning the loss of the closest thing he had to a best friend. You had defended him and protected him in the Devildom even though he was an angel and you were only a human. 

You always brought a smile to his face and you always included him and it was something he would always appreciate. There weren’t enough words to show his appreciation and adoration for you.

Simeon was mourning the loss of the love of his life. You were the only person who had ever elicited such strong feelings from him. You had shown him what love was and he had every intention of showing you his love in return.

You made him feel alive - you made him feel free. And all he wanted was an opportunity to express how deeply he was in love with you.

He wanted to love you until the end of his days.

He never thought this was how it would end.

He would have laid down his life for you - if only he had gotten to you sooner. He could saved you. 

Both angels wished with all their hearts that they could bring you back to life. But if they couldn’t do that then they would scour all three worlds for a way to see you again.

You would not be gone from them forever.

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Solomon was too stunned to move. He felt lost, unsure of how you all reached this point.

One second you were fighting alongside him and the next second you were lying dead on the ground.

When you first told Solomon that he had died, he realized that of all the things he had done in his long life, he had never had a true love. 

You were supposed to be that love. 

He had told you that he would love you forever and he meant it.

He made a plan for if things didn’t go his way. He had a plan if he ended up dying.

But he didn’t have a plan for if you died. He didn’t even think it was a possibility.

And yet here he was, standing over your lifeless body as tears ran down his cheeks.

He would not stand for this. This was not going to be permanent. 

He didn’t care if he had to sell his soul.

He would bring you back.

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Mephisto wasn’t nearly as close to you as the others. He didn’t have as much time to spend with you and didn’t get a chance to know on as deep a level.

And yet, he still found tears falling down his cheeks at your loss.

He was a proud demon, always looking the best and being the best.

But, right now, his pride was the furthest thing from his mind, replaced with grief.

He never thought he would feel this way, but as he saw you lying lifeless on the ground, he couldn’t help but feel sad - because he was going to miss you. 

He wanted to laugh at the word. There was no way that you - a mere human - had grabbed such a strong hold over his heart.

But as he felt the pain of losing you, he knew it was true. 

He had fallen for you just as hard as the others had.

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Raphael was unsure what he was supposed to do.

He had stopped moving just as the others had when you were struck down and his heart stopped beating just like theirs did.

He was just starting to really get to know you. He was just starting to understand why you had everyone wrapped around your finger.

And now you were leaving them? 

As everyone broke down around him, the strong and stoic archangel began to break down as well, feeling the pain of everyone else and his own pain of losing a friend.

He had come to the Devildom to fight alongside everyone else because he didn’t want anyone to die.

But he never believed he would feel so strongly about losing you.

There had to be something he could do.

*

Thirteen didn’t make friends.

And yet the people surrounding her were the closest she had ever come to caring. The closest she had ever come to having friends.

And you were the reason. You were so kind and accepting of her. You were so inclusive and you made her want to be there.

You had brought her into the group and now that you were gone, Thirteen felt the pain of what it meant to have people you cared about. 

Part of her wanted to cry and fall apart like everyone else was. 

But, she had a job to do. She was a reaper and you were dead. 

She hated the idea of it. She wished she didn’t have to do it.

She wished you weren’t gone.

*

Thirteen took a few steps forward to do her job when she felt a strong hand wrap around her wrist.

She turned to see who it was and saw that it was Solomon. He kept his hand in place as he looked at her through his tears, giving her a stern look.

Solomon was the first one she had met, and seeing him so broken sparked sympathy she didn’t know she had.

“You’re not reaping their soul,” Solomon stated, his eyes locked with hers.

“Solomon,” Thirteen tried to argued, but he cut her off.

“You’re not reaping their soul,” he repeated, not backing down.

The others watched the intense stare between the two as the thought of Thirteen reaping your soul only made them sadder.

Thirteen was trying to be nice because she knew how much Solomon cared for you - how much everyone cared for you. But it needed to happen.

“Solomon is right,” Barbatos said, stepping closer to your body, his heartbreaking all over again when he looked at you once more.

Thirteen let out a small sigh, ready to argue her point when she saw the look in Barbatos’ eyes.

He was done playing safe with his powers. He didn’t care what the consequences were. He just knew he needed you. 

They all needed you.

“What are you doing?” Lucifer asked, taking a step forward.

“I’m restarting the timeline,” Barbatos replied. It wasn’t a suggestion - it was a statement.

You had done it so many times to save them and now he was going to do it to save you.

He didn’t care what anyone else’s opinion on the matter was. Though everyone was in agreeance.

This was the way to save you. This was the way to bring you back to them.

They didn’t care if they were stuck in an endless time loop as long as you were there with them.

This time they would have their memories. This time they would make a plan to prevent this war from even happening. 

Barbatos restarted the timeline without a second thought and as their surroundings began to change, your corpse was the last thing to fade from view.

And when things stabilized they realized that they were in the Assembly Hall with a human standing in front of them.

They wanted to run to you. They wanted to hold you in their arms and never let you go.

The smiles they got when they saw you would have melted your heart - if you knew who they were.

“Where am I?” you asked, looking scared and confused. 

It hurt to hold so much love for you and have you not reciprocate an ounce of it. But they knew you had been through this so many times with them and you never gave up. And they wouldn’t either.

They would fall in love with you a hundred times over and make you fall in love with them a hundred times over.

They didn’t care how long it took or how many times they had to relive the same memories. 

You were their human. You were the one they loved. You were everything they needed.

And that would never change whether it be this timeline, the next, or a hundred timelines from now.

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Replaced MC AU/AU - V.2 - P.1

Characters: demon brothers, fem!MC and flirty! fem! NES (MC x NES)

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CW: rejection, abandonment, women flirt hard from my experience but this is mild i think, suggestive but also mild, lession 16 mentioned, MC is not stupid and deserves to vent, no comfort in this one folks, my favouritism is showing

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It was a surprise for Lucifer, somehow, seeing someone like MC so content with someone like NES. When one smiled, the other frowned; sweet and spicy; beauty and brawn. The brothers had naively thought having MC share her room was bound to cause problems, but how wrong they were.

Four months into the second year of the program, the two girls had already merged their closets, creating a unique style with their combined clothing. They’d also decided to use one of the beds for storage, sleeping together in the other. The first time that happened and all of them had to face Belphie’s resentment, Lucifer had feared for NES’s safety and even considered confining his brother in the attic again. Thankfully, and surprisingly, the younger demon had opted for the pettier option: ignoring MC altogether and treating NES like a rotten piece of furniture.

He was probably hoping for MC to feel guilty enough to completely ignore NES and come crawling back to him, but, as different as they were, both humans quickly became two peas in a pod, always walking hand in hand, shoulders brushing while exchanging secrets that no one else was allowed to hear.

Overall, the whole situation had become a recurrent topic in the brothers’ groupchat and, while Lucifer wanted to remain as nonchalant as ever, it was impossible to hide his opinions on the matter.

He wasn’t happy.

None of them were.

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Mammon wanted her gone.

He wanted her gone now.

Who did she think she was, stealing MC’s attention from him and acting like she didn’t know what she was doing? Sitting next to her at every meal, massaging her scalp during movie nights and waking her up at odd hours because she liked ‘those late night talks’ in the kitchen?

What type of talks were ‘those’? MC could have them with Mammon; she didn’t need NES! She had him, after all. Her first man!

“Well, I’m her first woman then” answered NES the time they argued over who was gonna sit next to MC in class.

Who did she think she was?!

“Are you okay, Mammon? You seem upset”

And there she came, the bane of his existence, already dressed up in her RAD uniform and dragging MC by the hand. Both of them looked tired and Mammon realized with primal horror that no noise had come from the kitchen that night.

“Why are you so tired?! MC!”

Her only answer was a yawn, so NES gave herself the right to talk on her behalf; but not before handing MC some food for breakfast, of course. 

Although half of it was burnt, Mammon still hoped MC would like it.

“Oh, we were up for a long while, barely slept at all. Right, MC?”

She nodded, happy under the pampering, but her eyelids were half closed and she didn’t seem to notice she was eating her favorites. 

Mammon stared at them in shock and distraught before sparing a glance at Lucifer, who was too occupied checking his DDD and drinking his coffee to pay attention. Had he really looked at him, though, he would’ve seen a twitch in his brother’s forehead and a stillness in his eyes; he wasn’t reading at all.

“Then maybe MC and I could take a nap after class”

They all looked at Belphie, who had started to show an unusual interest in going to RAD those last few days. He was smiling like a kid in a candy store, already gawking at the idea of spending quality time with MC, or, at least, what he considered quality time.

His expression dropped, however, when MC shared a complicit glance with NES and smiled apologetically.

“I’m sorry Belphie, but I already made plans with NES”

“We’re going to Majolish” added said girl with a sly glint in her eyes “MC saw some clothes and wanted an outside opinion” 

Belphie looked downright offended, but not as much as Mammon felt. What did she mean they were going to Majolish because MC wanted an outside opinion? He was there! He was literally a model!! Hell, even Asmo would've been a better choice!

“I’ll go with you!” he announced, not asking for permission “I’m a professional, you know? You should be thankful I’m even considering wasting my time on some dumb humans!”

The youngest demon rolled his eyes, but NES’s expression briefly flickered and that was almost enough for Mammon. Beside him, at the head of the table, Lucifer sighed. 

“Do what you want, but if you end up third wheeling, that’s on you”

MC laughed, neither confirming nor denying anything. NES watched over the brim of her mug, challenging them with unsaid words.

Mammon wanted her gone.

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Famine woke Beel up, like always, so he went to the kitchen, like always. It’d been MC’s turn to cook that night and he was pretty sure she’d stored some leftovers in the fridge for him. It was nice, being remembered even when she was too occupied with NES to pay them attention anymore. It brought some comfort, as well as a small smile to his face.

But much to his chagrin, the kitchen light was already turned on when he arrived, and his mood soured when he saw what was happening. Beel’s heart dropped and plummeted through his guts, deepening the black hole in his stomach. MC was leaning against the counter, creating some concoction in a bowl, while NES hugged her from behind. Both of them waved at him when he made his presence known, getting no greetings in return.

“Hi, Beel! I left food in the fridge for you!”

He wanted to be happy and thank her for the trouble, but he wasn’t able to think properly, not when NES’s face was snuggled into the fluff of MC’s hoodie, hands sneaking around her waist and disappearing under the material.

What was she doing? Should he stop her? But MC looked so cozy… not uncomfortable at all. His throat closed at the same time his stomach roared loud enough to fill the silence in the kitchen.

“Beel, are you okay?” 

“You seem upset”

MC looked worried, but NES’s words crammed his mind. She’d said the same thing to Mammon that morning wearing the same self-satisfied expression.

Ignoring his needs and his emptiness, Beel turned around and left them alone.

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MC was seething. Her thoughts were a mere blurr and a sting in her throat left her unable to speak her mind the way she wanted to do it.

Was he serious?

Were they serious? Those self-righteous hypocrites! 

“We think it’s for the best, MC” spoke Lucifer like she was a child too slow to get his point.

“She’s playing with you, honey! She’ll hurt you!”

The gall. The audacity. The… ugh!

She stared at Asmo baring her teeth, never a threat to them, but a gesture so uncharacteristic of her that it was impossible not to treat the situation seriously. The common room was silent, yet MC was sure every single one of them was able to hear the violent thumping of her heart.

“We’re doing this for you”

“FOR ME?” she screeched at Belphie.

A scream would’ve made her feel better, but she guessed the high pitch got her point across good enough, her anger reaching every corner of the room. The brothers stayed silent, eyes wide open and muscles tense, waiting for her next movement. Not even when she got up from her seat and paced they spoke.

“YOU DO THIS FOR YOU!” 

“MC, lower your voice”

“NO”

Lucifer glared at her, the red in his eyes glowing dangerously. MC wanted to keep going just to spite him, begrudgingly giving up in the end. She was close to crying out of frustration and her throat hurted, so screaming would only hurt her more.

“You were the ones that insisted so much on having another human exchange student” she reminded them, stopping in front of the fireplace and basking in the warmth for some comfort, pointing to the eldest brother with clenched jaws “You said it would improve the program!”

“She’s holding you back, distracting you and using you for her own entertainment!” intervened Satan before Lucifer could speak.

“Oh, because you were so altruistic last year! Treating me with all the respect I deserved! Totally not threatening me all the time or even killing me for selfish reasons! You’d never do that to me, would you?!”

They lowered their gaze, suddenly very embarrassed, and MC felt a part of her healing. Then she saw Levi’s glassy eyes and Beel’s defeated expression. Neither Mammon nor Belphie weren’t even looking at her anymore. And she could live without Belphie’s half-hearted apologies, but not without the brothers under a pact.

“I believe this is enough, MC. Calm down and we’ll talk again in the morning”

Lucifer got up, his voice completely neutral, but his eyes pleading and desperate. He started to close the distance, but she got away, walking towards the door without breaking eye contact.

“You were so on board with this, Lucifer!”

The tears swelled in her eyes. Hot tears breaking her a little more, fuelling her anger. 

“Do you really think I’m not aware of what she’s doing? We share a room, you morons! I've lived with her more than I’ve ever lived with you!” 

There was silence again, four of them looking at her with visible pain and the other three leaning against each other.

Fuck it then.

“It’s all good and awesome when you’re the ones in favor, but when I’m the one having fun, suddenly NES has to go away?! Do you hear yourselves?! I’m so done with you thinking I owe you anything at all, let alone my fucking soul! Half of our pacts weren't even born out of friendship, so hear me out and hear me well! Get your heads out of your asses and for once in your life: LEAVE ME ALONE!”

MC walked away, closing the door at full force and leaving them behind in more ways than one.

How could they ever get over this?

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[lancermylove]

Motherly MC (HC)

Fandom: Obey Me

Pairing: Demon bros x fem!Reader, platonic.

Warning: None

Requested by: Anon

Prompt: Imagine for an instant that the Obey me mc looks like the Sorceress from Dragon’s crown? But her personality is very motherly! She’s a powerful witch who loves to help others with self care rituals! Please and thank you!

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Lucifer:

He is relieved to have someone in the house to help him care for his brothers.

Lucifer personally doesn't like it when you help with his self-care rituals, as he is capable of taking care of himself. But sometimes, when you bring him coffee when he is tired or food when he forgets to eat, he is very thankful.

He also thinks you look beautiful but doesn't go out of his way to compliment you. Though, if you ask, 'How do I look,' he will honestly tell you.

Mammon:

Initially, he is wary of you because you are a witch. All the witches he has met are FAR from motherly.

Literally runs to you for everything. When his brothers are angry at him, he asks for your help. When Lucifer wants to punish him, he comes straight to you. After Lucifer punishes him, he comes to you for comfort.

Though, he doesn't it when you lecture him, even if he is for his own good. Lucifer already gives enough lectures, so he doesn't want to hear them from you.

Mammon is the happiest when you intervene in fights between his brothers or defend them when needed. That's one less responsibility for him.

Absolutely thankful to you for helping with his self-care rituals. He will take all the help he can get.

Levi:

Initially, he is intimated by your motherly personality, especially when you lecture him to not be on his devices all the time as it may hurt his eyes. He also didn't like it when you asked him to take breaks.

After Levi gets used to it, he finds your concern for him heartwarming. Moreover, he feels comfortable around you and talks to you about issues he can't openly tell others about.

He isn't fond of you helping with his self-care rituals, but when he gets too absorbed in doing long dungeon runs and such, he is thankful that you bring him food.

Satan:

Since Satan is technically the youngest, he doesn't like your motherly behavior toward him; instead, he pretends not to.

He has the 'I'm a big boy' type of attitude and doesn't require your help with anything, especially not his self-care routine.

However, he secretly adores your motherly tendencies as it makes him feel like someone is watching out for him and seeing that he is well taken care of. But Satan will never admit this to you or anyone else.

Asmo:

He loves you for helping him with his self-care routine, especially considering how much he does to take care of his skin and beauty.

His favorite is having a spa day with you, where the two of you spend time relaxing and helping each other with beauty routines.

Asmo also likes to brush your hair and help you take care of it as he finds it gorgeous - just as gorgeous as you.

Beel:

Loves that you are taking care of him and his brothers. But most of all, he loves how you cook for him whenever he asks. You also never get upset with him for eating that much and happily make more when his hunger curves out of control.

He thinks you perfectly balance Lucifer; while his older brother is strict and rigid, you are loving and flexible. It's almost like having a complete family.

Beel treasures your present and is very protective of you. If anyone dares to even lay a finger on you, the Avatar of Gluttony will not let them walk away unharmed.

Belphie:

He loves to use your lap as a pillow while you softly stroke his hair. The warmth of your skin mixed with your affectionate, motherly touch makes for the best rest he can ask for.

Like a few of his brothers, he doesn't mind you helping with his self-care routines, but at times, he doesn't like it when you lecture him, especially for sleeping too much.

Belphie likes it the most when you help with Beel's hunger without judging him. Seeing you take care of his twin makes Belphie admire and care for you more.

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[thewritingmagician2022]

Hi! I have a bit of an uncommon ask; would you be willing to write the brothers+dateables (just the dateables if that's too many characters) with a MC that...just seems to know things before they happen? They never say anything about it or redirect the conversation, but they've snagged Luke on the collar seconds before a demon comes sprinting around the corner or a car speeds the red light, and always seems to know what a person's saying before they even finish saying it.

Idk, I like the idea of an MC who's been through time shenanigans before (bc time shenanigans be like that), I think it could have some really interesting effects, especially around lesson 16

This is a fun ask and it’s interesting to me because I tend to be someone that dreams about things before they happen - usually years in advance and it’s such mundane moments that I don’t even think about it until it happens in real life and I’m like hey! 👀

Despite the coolness of this ask, it’s obviously very delayed and not very fleshed out because I couldn’t find it in my brain/creativity to do it justice. I’m sorry for that and I hope you were able to find it elsewhere!

Lucifer: Lucifer is more than a little suspicious at first. It’s one thing to have a human down here in the Devildom but quite another to have one with the ability of precognition. It puts him and his family and the kingdom at potential risk; if you’re having visions about the future, it’s hard to keep any secrets or keep you in line as you may be a step ahead of him which really throws him off his game. So he’s keeping a careful eye on you at first and instructs you tell him about all of the visions you have, at least until he’s sure that he can trust you. Then he’s going to use that nifty little powers of yours to help stop his brothers before they can cause too many problems for him.

Mammon: Mammon thinks it’s both cool and freaky. He definitely wants you to keep it a secret just between the two of you so you can use it to his, excuse me, your advantage. He would absolutely bring you with him while gambling in the hopes that you’ll be able to see the winning numbers or colors or machines. It would make you even more invaluable to him, especially when you save his hide by warning him pre-emptively about bounty hunters or Lucifer coming after him or even just a RAD project that he may have forgotten. He’s a little in awe of you honestly.

Levi: Levi thinks you’re super cool! It’s like you have a superpower like one of his favorite anime girls. He can’t wait to be your sidekick as you work your way through the Devildom with your secret powers. He gushes over them/you every time you use them, especially when you use them for something nice like making sure Luke doesn’t get plowed over in a hallway or you keep something of his safe from Mammon. Occasionally, he does let you use it for gaming. He won’t let you warn him ahead of time of things in his games because it feels like cheating but if you’re playing co-op, well, he can’t exactly stop you and if you become practically undefeated realm-wide, that’s just a bonus.

Satan: Satan loves a good mystery and research so this is perfect. You have no idea where this elusive power comes from nor do you have any idea how to control it. That means he’s going to do a full deep dive getting your history, learning all about what the preminitons are like for you and what their usual subject matter is, tracking them to see if there’s any triggers or precursors he can identity. It’s like a fun game for him. He absolutely loves it when you get information that involves Lucifer because he and Belphie want to use it to their advantage for pranks, and he also loves how incredibly human you are with your gift - you use it kindly for everyone around you, always saving them from danger or distress or even just to spare their feelings.

Asmo: Asmo is easily freaked out by your power. Don’t get him wrong, he adores you and loves how special and unique you are - of course everyone should be super jealous knowing he gets to have the superpowered human. However, he is lowkey creeped out by it because he is so easy to startle. Pulling him out of the way of a random food fight? He shrieks. Snatch something out of his hands because it’s actually cursed? He’s got tears in his eyes both of gratitude and fear, also maybe a little bit of arousal because wow, you really do take such good care of him, don’t you?

Beel: Beel is the definition of the surprised pikachu face meme every time you use your powers. It’s like he has short term memory loss when it comes to this so whenever you manage to answer a question that’s so far unasked or catch something flying at you or you save one of the brothers from falling down the stairs, Beel looks at you like you’re a superhero. He’s just very impressed with you all the time anyway and he does his best to make sure that no one bothers you about or for your gift. You’re not some little sideshow pony for people to use for their gain and he’s going to make sure no one treats you that way.

Belphie: Your gift breaks his heart a little. Belphie wonders how much you knew, how much you know now. Did you always know that he was going to betray you and did you still choose to befriend him, to heal his family, to love him anyway? Did you know it would work out in the end or did you just hope for it? Or did you have no clue about his betrayal despite being aware of so many other things? He doesn’t know what’s worse actually - if you were ignorant and blinded or if you walked into his home a knowing martyr. It makes him want to project you, especially when all you seem to do is protect others with your gift. You’re always rescuing everyone else, heedless to the danger of the present and the pain of the past. He does his best to support you in any way possible, especially when the visions are something stronger and deeper than just making sure Beel doesn’t eat his last cookie.

Diavolo: Diavolo had no idea when he selected you as the exchange student that you had such a wonderful gift. He sees it as a sign from the universe that he picked the right person; it’s just another reason that you’re perfect for here, for him. Especially because you actively use your powers to do the good and right thing. Where others could and would choose to be selfish or manipulate others or gain power, you do your best to ensure everyone’s safety and happiness. He finds you and your gift incredibly endearing and wonderful. He’s just so thrilled that he has such a talented little human around to prove their goodness and usefulness. He also very much enjoys watching you have fun with your gift, whether it’s causing some trouble with Solomon or Mammon or Simeon, and he doesn’t let anyone scold you for it because he thinks it’s so much fun to watch you make your own way down there.

Barbatos: Barbatos was at first a little unsettled by this power of yours. He’s grown quite used to being the unsettling, omniscient person in the group. It’s not every day you meet someone who can see through time, even with visions as mundane and innocuous as yours usually are. It makes him suspicious in the beginning but, as he grows to trust you, he helps you deal with your powers both in terms of handling the visions/honing your skills and in terms of coping with the things that you may see. Once you’ve built that strong relationship between you, he absolutely loves to create chaos with you. You both like to be as ominous and vague as possible, using your unspoken twin bond thing to communicate and leave the others in a constant feeling of being a step behind the both of you.

Solomon: Solomon is deeply curious; he’s a man who knows everything about the past and you’re the person who knows everything about the future. He’s met humans with powers before, some even with the power of pre-cognition, but yours are the most erratic and it’s a very interesting coincidence that you happened to be brought in as the exchange student at RAD. He’s definitely going to ask to run tests and experiments on you, a bit like Satan but much more hands on his approach. He wants to figure out the origin and the extent of your powers, and he’s certainly okay with stirring up some trouble. It’s not unusual for him to use your powers as an excuse for why he did/didn’t something, even if it’s not true, and he uses his magic to help you harness your gift to turn into something consistently useful.

Simeon: Simeon is almost as curious as Satan and Solomon (must be an S name thing?). He does wonder where your gift comes from - if it’s a Gift from his Father to be used to better the world around you, which he sees happening every time you save one of them from a near death experience or even just give them the answer in class in RAD because you knew the professor would ask them, or if it’s a curse because he’s seen the haunted, lonely, terrified look on your face when you’re confronted with the visions of darker things than the others can even comprehend. He knows you don’t share those visions with everyone; you tend to keep them to yourself and work to make sure they don’t happen. Simeon is the one who sees that look and steps in to stand by your side and support you so that you don’t have to bear the responsibility alone. To make things a little light for you, Simeon encourages you to use your gify for fun. Between your visions and Simeon’s angelic grace, no one doubts whatever you two say and that means you can get away with so many things and keep yourself out of trouble. It might be a little bit naughty of you but you think you both do more than enough for the Devildom to have earned this little mischeif.

[obey-me-headquarters]

A/B/O Scent Headcanons

Some basic info about scenting in my au: scenting is a non-sexual and non-romantic act. It's basically just claiming someone as "mine," whether that be my lover, my friend, my kid, my older brother, etc. Scenting can also have a less clear relationship than those, sometimes when you scent someone just because you have strong fond feelings for them without defining what those fond feelings are.

Different relationship claims will also smell different. If someone claimed you as an older brother, it'll smell different than then claiming someone else as a lover. So it's obvious to others what the relationship is between the scented and the scenter. (Is scenter a word?)

People scent their pets or their favorite blanket or stuffed animal.

There's also different ways to scent someone, from hugging them to rubbing their head/ruffling their hair to shoulder checking them. When people scent, they give off more pheromones in the hopes that their scent will stick to whatever they're trying to scent.

This also means that it's pretty obvious when someone is scenting someone else. Usually. Some people are very sneaky and can scent someone without the other person realizing. This is usually done by only rubbing off a small part of their scent onto another person.

None of the brothers realize, but they're basically always smelling a bit like Lucifer. This is because Lucifer is constantly scenting them as his little brothers/pups (only when he's feeling snappy and a little drunk does he scent them as his kids). It's a parental instinct, as parents will commonly constantly scent their children.

Nobody notices this (besides Diavolo, Barbatos, and Simeon, who all tease him about it). If one of the brothers are alway from the Devildom/Lucifer for a while, they'll notice that they smell slightly different.

They can't tell why or how they smell different, but it makes them anxious. They feel like something is wrong, but they can't put their finger on what. They frequently complain about how off they feel. Until they arrive back home and Lucifer is there waiting at the door to ruffle their hair and scold them for being gone so long, subtly scenting them, and they instantly relax.

Besides that, only the twins openly scent each other as everyone else is the household is too emotionally represented to admit they care about each other. Beel and Belphie always smell like each other, and it's actually difficult to determine what they smell like on their own.

Beel took it really hard when when Belphie was locked in the attic and didn't let others come into their room in fear that they'll replace Belphie's scent. That's why he didn't want you sleeping in Belphie's bed when you stayed over.

Simeon and Luke often scent each other. Simeon says that he's scenting Luke like a friend, but he's totally scenting like Luke is his kid. Luke also pretends that he isn't scenting Simeon like a big brother (or a dad).

Barbatos doesn't scent Luke, no matter how much Diavolo teases him, too. But after their last baking lesson before the first year end to the exchange program, Luke hugged Barbatos goodbye, and Barbatos instinctively scented Luke. It was in a protégé/fondess way but Barbatos was still pretty embrassed as he didn't let his instincts overpower him like that. Luckily, if Luke noticed, he didn't say anything.

Since you don't have the same sense of smell as everyone else, you can't tell whose an Omega and whose an Alpha from scent alone. You also have a harder time telling apart scents and if you've been scented.

This causes an uproar in the house when you come home selling like Simeon after your weekly tea date.

Even though Solomon can't scent you the traditional with, he makes up with it the same way he fixes all (most) of his problems: magic! He created potions that increase his scent and give you long hugs afterward to mess with the brothers. It's his way of saying, "I'm here too. Just because I'm human, it doesn't mean I don't have a claim."

The brothers looooooove to scent you. Especially since you don't even realize that you're being scented/are scented. It allows them to be little tnusdere cowards.

Sometimes, random demons at RAD like to scent you too. At first, this was an intimidation thing. To try and scare you and claim you as "their" food. But as time passed and you got a few pacts, it became a way to get street cred. Like, 3 of the 7 Lords have pacts with them, and my scent is on them!

Some demons see scenting you as a power move against the brothers. Got your shit stolen by Lord Mammon? Did Lord Beelzebub eat your lunch? Did Lord Asmodeus sleep with your s/o? Override their scent with your own on their precious human!

This is seen as a very bold and very stupid thing to do by most of the student body. It doesn't matter if you and the demon aren't publicly mated. Don't override a Lord's claim! The only brother no demon would ever override (outside of his family and a very annoying human, angel, prince, and butler) is Lucifer. No petty grievance is worth becoming Cerberus' chew toy.

When you get a fan club (clut) of your own (otherwise know as the Human Appreciation Club) and demons start to respect you, secret admirers start scenting you. You just think that the Devildom is really touchy with how many surprise hugs and shoulder checks you get. It also helps that you don't seem to mind being scented, so the other demons assume you're fine with being scented.

The brothers absolutely despise this, especially when you come home smelling like a dozen other demons and not them. But they can't say anything, or they'll reveal that they've been secretly scenting you too.

Diavolo is a big fan of scenting, but he has to be careful. Him scenting someone he isn't publicly mated to will make the tabloids go crazy. So, no random scenting.... usually.

When you're not expected to be around the demon population, he gets a little bolder and is willing and excited to try scenting you. Like when you're in the Human Realm, for example.

He gets extremely excited about it, too. You think it's a little sad how excited Diavolo gets about a hug so you don't mention how long it is. Dia is luckily that you can't tell when something is scenting because he is SO obvious.

Barbatos thinks he's above such childish courtship rituals..... yet. You arrive home after a baking lesson with Barbatos and Luke smelling like a certain butler...

Belphie sents you constantly. Whenever you two nap together, he's cuddling up to you and rubbing his scent glands against you. Even when he's asleep, he unconsciously scents you. This causes quite a bit of infighting between the brothers as you'll go to sleep smelling like Levi and wake up only smelling of Belphie.

The time Belphie doesn't completely envelop you in his scent is when you're scented by Beel. Even when he's asleep, he will add his scent with his twin's but never overpower it.

Beel scents you before and after a Fangol game. Before because he feels like he plays better when he knows that you got his scent on him. And after because he gets so happy when he wins and wants to share the win.

Satan scents and claims all alley cats in the Devildom. Shop owners and residents know that if they come across a kitty that's been claimed by the Avatar of Wrath, they better treat it right and pamper it.

So when you come strolling through smelling like Satan, store owners are quick to give you similar treatment. You're surprised to see how generous the Devildom shop owners are. They're constantly offering you free samples, even when the store doesn't typically offer them, and discounts are constantly added to your purchase.

No shop owner wants to end up like that deli owner who kicked out one of Satan's claimed cats from his store.... collective shudder.

Satan gets very embarrassed if the shop owners do thus in front of him, and he pretends to have no idea why they're acting strangely. But he doesn't tell them to stop...

Levi doesn't think he's good enough to scent you himself before his room is kinda already covered in his scent on account of how many of his favorite items are in it. So after a long gaming session or anome binge, you end up smelling like Levi anyway.

Levi immediately blushes when he notices and retreats into his room without explaining. On one hand, Levi loves that you don't seem to notice that you're scented. Because in his mind, if you knew you'll be disgusted and immediately wash his scent off. But on the other, Levi so desperately wants everyone to know that you're claimed by him.

Levi also gets insanely jealous if you come into his room smelling like anyone else. He almost canceled your gaming sections when you came in smelling like Mammon. Once, when you were scented by Lucifer, Levi was pouting in his gaming chair. He knew he couldn't compete when the eldest, so he didn't see a point in throwing a fit.

It's only when you cuddle up to his Ruri-chan body pillow that smells like him, replacing Lucifer's scent, does Levi cheer up. In his mind, you chose him over Lucifer, even if it wasn't a conscious choice.

Asmo is incredibly shameless when it comes to scenting you. The moment he sees you, he's wrapping you in a hug and nuzzling unto your neck. He also pouts if you wash off his scent, even if you don't know what you're doing. He's the one out likely to spill the beans and tell you about scenting. His brothers will have to warn him about punishments for him, not to spill.

He likes to think of you not knowing like it's a little game, how bold can he be before you ask him what's he's doing? How long before you catch on?

When you come home smelling like some random demon who overrides his scent, he's pissed. His envy rivals Levi's and his rage rivals Satan's. How dare some no name, low level demon scum overscent his claim!!

[ifearzombies]

Flinch

The Brothers See MC’s PTSD. TW for mentions of abuse (nothing graphic, but just in case)

     Today you’re sitting in the living room, staring off into space as the fire crackles before you. It’s a ‘bad day’. Last night your memories haunted you of people who hurt you greatly and today you’re still feeling the effects. Every loud sound is making you jump a little, your eyes occasionally dart side to side, and you’re curled up in a small ball on the large couch.

     “MAMMON!” Levi’s voice being so loud makes you curl in further and you let out a small whimper. It’s upstairs, but it still feels like the voice is inches away from you.

     You decide to go to your room and as you pass the foyer, a hand grabs you and you flinch. A small cry of fear comes from you as you attempt to pull away.

     “... Did... I scare you,” Satan asks, shocked and hurt. You’ve never flinched from him before.

     You take a few deep and steady breaths and start to cry before grabbing onto Satan tightly. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry... I didn’t... It’s not you. I’m sorry. Please don’t be mad. Please don’t be mad I’m sorry I’m sorry.”

     Satan looks horridly pained that you’re afraid and crying. He holds you tight and gently leads you to your room. “What is wrong, my kitten?”

     Before you can answer, Mammon’s slamming his door and you flinch again and cry harder. You can feel the anger building in Satan and you push away. “I’M SORRY!”

     You dash for your room and close it. You lock the door and bolt under the bed, your cries shaking your frame as you try to calm down. You take out your D.D.D. and start texting everyone.

[MC:] Please stop. Please stop. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

[Asmo:] Sweetie? What’s wrong?

[Satan:] I think Mammon, Levi, and I scared them. They were already looking spooked when I stopped them.

[Levi:] Stupidmammon! If you hadn’t stolen my collector’s DVD of Help! I Got Teleported To A Galaxy Far Far Away And Now The Emperor Wants To Marry Me But I’m In Love With His Son And The Rebel Leader!

[Mammon:] Oi! I just borrowed it!

[Satan:] OI! Quiet both of you! Your yelling scared them! They were crying!

[MC:] I’m sorry. You guys didn’t do anything wrong. I’m sorry. Please don’t be mad!

[Lucifer:] Why would we be mad? Dearest. What is wrong?

[Beel:] I don’t think they can text anymore. I’m in the kitchen and I can hear them crying. I’m going to knock and see if they want anything.

[Beel:] That did not work. They let out a scared cry when I knocked. :C I’m sorry.

[Satan:] I’m reading up on the symptom’s and behaviours they’re displaying. ... Kitten? Did someone abuse you? Do you have PTSD? Please answer.

[Beel:] I just heard them mumble yes through the door. Who hurt you, honey?

[Lucifer:] Please. We want to help.

[MC:] I don’t... I can’t... It doesn’t matter. They’re not in my life anymore.

[Satan:] But the scars linger on your heart. I’m so sorry I scared you, Kitten. Please... Can you leave the room so we can comfort you? Mammon and Levi have stopped their yelling.

[Mammon:] Yeah. I’m sorry. Never meant ta scare ya.

[Levi:] I’m sorry too. I’d never want to scare my Player 2. :C *Offers hug*

[MC:] I will in a minute. Sorry. I’m trying to catch my breath still. I’m sorry.

[Belphie:] You don’t need to apologize. You got scared. It happens. ... Was it me? Did I cause you this pain?

[MC:] No. Like I said. They’re not in my life.

[Beel:] Was it your family on Earth? You don’t talk about them much.

[MC:] Yeah.

[Lucifer:] Mammon, Levi, Asmo, Beel, Belphie. Please take care of them. I have to go stop Satan. He’s trying to go to the Human Realm to dispense justice.

[Beel:] Do you want to talk about it? I can bring you snacks? I’m still outside your door.

[Mammon:] I’ll come down an’ cuddle ya.

[MC:] Okay. I’ll unlock the door.

[Asmo:] We’ll keep our voices low, lovely.

     You slowly climb out from under the bed and unlock the door. Beel is right there with your favorite snack with tears in his eyes. “Can I come in?”

     His voice is so soft. He’s being so careful to not spook you further. Mammon approaches with Levi and rather than speak, they gesture to ask if they can come in. You nod and move out of the way as Asmo comes in with some juice.

     “Hello sweetheart,” he says, his voice full of love, concern, and sing-songy, “Let’s all cuddle, hrm?”

     “Thank you. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt anyone or upse-”

     Asmo gives you a smooch. “None of those apologies, sweetie. You’ve done nothing wrong. We’re here because we love you and don’t want you feeling sad.”

     “You mean... You’re not... upset? That I didn’t tell you guys?”

     “Ya were clearly havin’ that, uh, whatever Satan was calling it.”

     “PTSD, Mammon,” Levi corrects.

     “What does that even mean?”

     “Post Traumatic Stress Disorder,” Belphie explains, “It means that our MC reacts to stress badly because they were hurt. I... probably didn’t help that.”

     You go over and hug Belphie. “You’re fine. You... It was once. What they did ... It went on for a long time.”

     “Well. How about we order out dinner and put on a nice movie and cuddle,” Asmo suggests as he starts re-arranging the pillows of your bed for just that, “And we’ll figure out something for Satan and Lucifer once Lucifer calms him down.”

     “I’ll apologize for causing this to them la-”

     Belphie interrupts your apology this time with a small kiss. “You didn’t do anything.”

     You start to cry again as a sense of safety fills you. You’re not in trouble. No one’s mad at you. You’re not going to be hurt. You hug the brothers as they gently guide you to the bed and cuddle you.

     You’re home. You’re safe. And it’s in the arms of your chosen family that you finally fall asleep and have good dreams.

[obae-me]

Hello, and welcome to another installment of niche content containing another mash of my two special interests. Written out of boredom at the airport. Today's edition, fueled with my excitement of being able to go to none other than Miku Expo 2024, I give:

The Brothers As My Favorite Vocaloid Songs!

Yes, I know, please, quell your excitement. I know everyone was waiting for this one. I will take no criticisms or judgments, only enthusiastic additions.

Warning: While nothing stated in this post needs a full content warning, if anyone decides to look up these songs, many songs themselves have plenty of individual warnings, so please search with caution.

Lucifer:

Now, the song I think he'd actually enjoy listening to is Daughter of Evil. It's got tragedy behind it, the song is a bit more classical/waltzy, exactly the kind of thing he likes. However based off his vibes alone, I'm gonna say Honey I'm Home. Mostly because I love Ghost and Pals but also because religious trauma. And I know other people agree with me because I've seen fanart of it.

Mammon:

I think Mammon would listen to Sand Planet. Oo, or Bring it On. Do I have a detailed explanation as to why? Not really in so many words, but it just seems like something he'd listen to, I feel it in my bones. I will not be taking any questions. Now the song I think he embodies? Wildcard. I mean, the whole motif is about playing cards, it's upbeat and fast paced and I love it and I love Kasane Teto even more.

Levi:

I will physically fight anyone who doesn't think Levi listens to Rolling Girl at least once a day (I won't actually fight anyone but I feel very strongly on this matter). It helps him get through hard times but it also makes him cry. Which...same, Levi, same. But if Leviathan were to be a song itself, I'd have to pass it over to Volt Tackle by Deco*27. Pokémon, talking about fighting and struggling at first to capture someone's love? Oo, or Digital Girl. It's got him written all over it. (Or if I want to be sad, give him Anthropophobia)

Satan:

See, Satan is hard because I never know if I envision him listening to heavy metal or if he prefers soft melodies. And, I mean, I know he can like more than one genre at once, but picking THE song I think he'd listen to is hard... but if I'm going off of what I like as well as gut instinct... Abstract Nonsense. Now, selected off his character, I'd have to pick Hikari Yo. It's just very emotional and desperate and the poor demon boi is like that on the inside quite a lot. WAIT or Pathalogical Facade! Oo, lots of options for Good Ol Satan.

Asmo:

Easy, he'd love Gimmie×Gimmie and I don't think I need any further explanation on this opinion. I actually think Asmo would unironically like a lot of vocaloid songs, personally. And as for his songification, I handpick Aishite, Aishite, Aishite. And I know there's a lot of different people's interpretations to this song and everything and people get very... I guess territorial when it comes to this song (at least from specific corners I've seen) but it makes sense to me. It's a really popular song and it's hauntingly beautiful and it's about wanting to be loved and adored and this is MY post so I can say whatever I want about it.

Beel:

Beel is another one that's hard for me to pin down... I think his music taste (joke not intended) is rather eclectic. He probably actually has no real preference other than more upbeat songs to make it easier to work out to. In which case I get to pick whatever I wish. For him I would make him listen to Happy Halloween. I don't care what time of year it is, it's cute and upbeat and about getting treats and it's one of my favorite songs ever. Now one to embody him?... Goodness that's even harder. I would love to say Appetite of a People Pleaser, but Beel's not a people pleaser... I actually don't know! Maybe I am a sham of a fan. I am open to suggestions for my baby Beel.

Belphie:

You know I have to pick Tokyo Teddy Bear. This mans is too edgy not to listen to it all too often. Plus, it's a classic. And, you know I have to make this all even sadder by giving him the song Error. Because I like to make myself cry. And Belphie needs a good cry, let's be honest with ourselves.

I'm also going to add the Distortanist as an honorable mention for unhinged Lesson 16 Belphie.

[koolades-world]

love languages of the brothers

Lucifer

his love language is acts of service! there’s nothing hotter than someone who can help him keep his brothers under control and help him manage the house single handed. all the small things mean something to him, like when you bring him his favorite coffee, or doing the dishes for him

Mammon

his love language is a mix of quality time and physical touch! as your first man, he can’t bear to be apart from you when he doesn’t have to be, but he also enjoys hand holding and cuddles as much as he denies it. it makes his entire day when you seek him out just to spend time with him and cuddle him

Levi

his love language is words of affirmation! as much as he panics when you tell him how great he is and puts himself down, he can’t help but take it to heart and hold it close. he remembers every time you’ve said something nice about him and treats it like gold

Satan

his love language is receiving gifts! he remembers everything big to small that you’ve ever given him, even if it was just a cute note and photo of you both. to him, it show how much you actually think about him when he’s not around

Asmo

his love language is a mix of physical touch and words of affirmation! as much as he hyped himself up, he can’t deny how different it is when it comes from you. he also absolutely loves when you accept his random requests for hugs and handholding whenever he feels like it

Beel

his love language is definitely quality time! all he needs is to be around you to be happy, and can feel the love through your support, especially during fangol games or during his workouts

Belphie

his love language is also quality time! just like his twin, all he needs it for you to be around to make him happy. his heart melts every time he wakes up and finds you somewhere nearby, showing that even when he’s asleep, you are willing to be around him

[anikasheep]

Replaced MC AU

Warnings: afab mc, chubby mc, short mc.

Reblog is the best support so please.

Don’t like don’t read.

When Diavolo announced that the new human exchange student would come.

After hearing about the arrival of a new human exchange student, MC is looking forward to making new friends.

Whether they are regular humans, witches, or warlocks, the MCs want to maintain friendly communication with each other.

Of course, they won't force each other, they just want to help them not to be lost in the magic world as they were at the beginning.

The seven brothers have mixed emotions at the beginning on the contrary, they might look forward to new humans under the MC's influence, but after seeing the MC's reaction, they don't want the MC's attention to be completely drawn away from them.

If the new human attracts the brothers.

Asmo is probably the first one to be friendly to the new lamb. He has the ability to see the beauty inside a person and he would be the bridge between his brothers and the new student. But if the new student thought that Asmo would trust them so easily, then they were wrong. Asmo is picky and he knows only MC and his brothers would love him no matter what. Since he’s the queen of gossip, he’d know the moment if the new student dared to say some misinformation about MC. No one could hurt or slander the second most beautiful creature in the three worlds under his watch.

Levi would be the second one since he actually has the urge to meet new people. However, he would be struggling because he felt guilt for betraying MC unless MC could comfort him that it’s not betraying and he’s just gonna have a new friend not replace them for the new student. But this sensitive and shy boy would remind himself that he can’t let MC feel they’re neglected. The Lord of Shadow wouldn’t forget and neglect Henry even though he has a new friend, and so does he.

The twins might be the third ones if the new exchange student is kind enough to give Beel some delicious food or be nice to sleepy Belphie. But they won’t give their trust credits soon, the twins would show their friendly but it’s not because they trust the student or like them already. They still need more time to ensure that this human wouldn’t threaten their family. It’s hard for the twins to replace MC with the new human unless they’re Lilith, but even though the new human is Lilith herself, the twins make sure that they enjoy MC and Lilith’s company. Beel and Belphie wouldn’t waste the chances with both of their favorite humans and they believe that MC are irreplaceable.

Mammon is proud of himself that he’s MC’s first demon. He’s greedy so he would be hostile to the new student and assumed that the human is trying to steal MC’s attention. He’d love to see if other brothers have less time with MC. He’d tried to threaten the new student for money and be scolded by Lucifer. He only hangs out with the new student sometimes when they ask him nicely or for goods. He might start thinking the new human is not bad but the intimacy level wouldn’t be higher than Luke. You better believe that you and Mammon belong to each other or this sweet idiot demon would cry, MC.

Satan though would be the SECOND one to act nice to the new human, but that is just all for polite and act. It’s hard to earn his trust, even though the new human also loves cats so much, the trust wouldn’t be the same as he trusts you. Still, would try to pull the new student to join the ANTI-Lucifer League. He knows the pain and the wrath when your whole being vanishes and only exists for someone’s replacement. You’re one and only, MC. He would remind you every single day if you forget that.

As the Avatar of Pride and the eldest, Lucifer who’s the last to trust the new student is predictable. Of course, he would supervise that his siblings wouldn’t harm the new fragile student or be harmed if the new student is a witch or a powerful sorcerer. He wouldn’t tolerate some mere human toy with his brothers and try to tear his family apart. Like Mammon, he is secretly glad that if you have more time alone, you’ll spend more time with him. If you feel lonely, the door of his room is always open for you, MC. And don’t assume that he’d easily replace you for some human, you’re one of his family members and that’s decided in his heart even before he knew you’re related to Lilith. It’s what you’ve done for them and your kindness makes you a family, not just some bloodlines. And he won’t let anyone forget that, not even you.

[opiopal]

mc as faph from the interpretation of shadows? Has the ability to see if someone is telling the truth or not? Shadow hands from ears? crackhead?

Ooo I had to do some research for this one!!(which I LOVE doing btw) and honestly this would go so hard, I did take a few creative liberties with this, since I didn’t end up researching as much as I wanted to, but I wanted to hurry and write this out!

but yk who would HATE mc having this kind of ability? Luci, the liar of all liars,

like, imagine the first season just with mc struggling to bite their tongue every time he tells a lie, bc they value their life ofc! but as the days go on they realize slowly that... lucifer cant lay a hand on them. not unless he wants to get in trouble with his little boyfriend.

so they begin making comments. Little comments of just.. them “making sure” they heard him correctly, giving him a chance to tell the truth.. from the outside it just seems as if they didn’t hear him, yet the way they ask puts him off. The way that they bat their eyelashes to try and hide the knowing look in their eyes, the way they carefully cross their arms behind their back as they stare up at him. They know something, and he can tell. And he does NOT like it.

though.. while Luci develops more grey hairs to dye later, mc thinks it’s hilarious. Because most of the time they’ll catch him in the most harmless lie.. well, harmless to the world and embarrassing for him. he came home from a trip to the human world, he claims to have bought a record player but he doesn’t want to show his brothers and Mc because it’s “expensive” and he “doesn’t want them to somehow damage it.” .. in reality it’s covered in cute stickers from some little kid who’s parent owned the record player before hand, Luci thought it was beautiful and figured he’d buy it and clean it off… though he didn’t want anyone to know he bought such a thing.. it was covered in my little pony and rainbow stickers for diavolos sake! And it just always baffled mc! Why lie about it? It’s easy to explain! Sure his son and the youngest may giggle at him, but who cares? He does apparently.

though in the beginning mc immediately learns more then they should have.. it’s hard to keep their mouth shut about the attic or Lilith… but somehow they manage to let it come out on its own. Which internally they are relieved about, they don’t have to pretend to not know who painting is of, or act as if they didn’t know there was an attic in the first place.

and after all the pacts are made and mc becomes apart of the family, they mess with the HOL as often as they can . Casually speaking up and answering questions they saw someone ask in their head and scaring them, “yeah I’m hungry to” “HUH-“ or “you probably shouldn’t buy 10 lottery tickets mams..” “WH-“ or “levi don’t buy that Gacha game it’s a scam.” “W-WHAT😨” Solomon somehow figured out this little ability of theirs right off the bat and decided to help them and keep it hidden. So mc has a blast messing with everyone with some help from Solomon.

maybe s8n&belphie at some point make assumptions and BEG mc to read lucis mind so they can prank him, or mams tries to take mc to a casino to get them to help him win, or levi begs for them to figure out what one of his favorite streamers think about him, or asmo sweetly asking if they could see if that guy from across the room is into him(though the guy CLEARLY is, who wouldn’t be? Asmo is obviously adored by all!!) though mc always shrugs and acts as if they have no idea what they’re talking about! Mind reading?? Are you crazy??? They’re only just human after all! Yet they’ll always act as if they could “tell” what someone is thinking, as if it was written all over the persons face, or they’ll always catch one of the brothers in a lie, claiming it was obvious!

so mc probably has everyone convinced they’re just some mini Sherlock Holmes(which gets s8n all hyped, what a nerd). Until eventually Solomon or even barbatos outs them, either by “mistake” or on purpose. and then all of a sudden it’s the brothers turn to mess with them. Suddenly screaming in their head to spook mc whilst they’re having a rare moment of peace, or repeating the same word over and over again, or luci thinking about assignments they have due to remind them instead of it being verbal like a normal person. Which just causes mc to ramp up their OWN antics.

[lou-struck]

A Demon's Duty

Satan x reader

Prompt: 🐈 + Park

~Satan leaves the dinner table abruptly, and you follow him into an impending rainstorm.

WC: 1.9k

~This is one of the requested prompts for My Emoticon Expression’s Event; check out the Masterlist on my welcome page.

“And then the photographer asked me to come back next week for another gig.” Mammon boasts from his seat at the dinner table. He looks around the table at each of his brothers before shooting you a playfully adorable grin. The Avatar of Greed fiddles with his utensils before continuing his story, “Just you wait; I’ll be swimming in Grimm before the next issue comes out.”

“Interesting,” Lucifer says, lifting his glass of demonus and taking a small sip. His crimson gaze stares his younger brother down from across the table. “Then you will have no problem paying me back on the loan I gave you last month. With interest, of course.”

Mammon’s eyes widen in fear as a few of his brothers snicker at his expense. 

“I just don’t understand it,” Asmodeus pouts, looking his brother up and down. “If they wanted someone to model, they could’ve asked me to do it, don’t you think so, Satan?” 

You look over at the Avatar of Wrath, who is paying no attention whatsoever to the dinner conversation. His fork absentmindedly dances across the porcelain as he rests his chin in his other hand, his light brows furrowed in deep thought.

“Satan, are you feeling sick? You haven’t touched your dinner.” Beel, who is seated next to him, asks gently, placing a large hand on the blond’s shoulder. The little nudge causes Satan to jolt up suddenly, the table shaking slightly as he springs to his feet.

“It’s nothing,” he says quickly. “I have to go.” Before anyone has the chance to say anything, he steps quickly out into the hallway and out the front door. 

The room falls silent; Belphie looks awake and alert, Levi has tucked away the Manga he had been trying to read under the table, and Beel is letting his food get cold. 

Everyone is worried about him, but no one knows what to say.

“Well, that was weird.” Mammon huffs after some of the longest seconds of your life. “What’s up with him?”

“Shouldn’t we go after him? He looked upset?” you ask, pushing back your chair. Come to think of it, Satan had been unusually quiet today; initially, you had assumed the demon was tired from a long night of reading. But with the way he had exited, you have a feeling there is more to it than that.

“I think that is a wise decision, Mc,” Lucifer says, doing his best to hide the worry on his features. “Would you like someone to accompany you?”

“No, it’s alright.” you say, already halfway across the carpet, “You guys should just finish your dinner; I’ll call if anything happens.”

Lucifer nods, prompting you to leave the room. Your steps are quick as you try to catch up with Satan to figure out what caused him to step out of one of his favorite meals so urgently.

~

The Devildom air feels heavy with unfallen rain as you make your way down the path. The one-minute Headstart Satan had on you makes following him difficult. But this is the only way he could’ve gone. As you search for any trace of the demon, your thoughts Jeff back to the conversation you heard earlier this morning about an impending rain storm. It makes you want to hurry up before the both of you get caught in the precipitation. 

“Satan?” You call out, your voice carrying through the ancient trees in the park. “Where are you?”

The pathway twist’s slightly as you walk toward the wishing fountain. But you never make it there…

A hand reaches out at you through the trees and covers your mouth. You clench your fist, ready to fight back against the would-be attacker, only to hear them shush and you gently. It’s Satan. Your shoulders relax, but you look at him quizzically.

When you lock eyes, he lets go of you. Looking at you apologetically. “I’m so sorry; I didn’t want you to scare it away.”

“Scare what away?” You whisper, looking around. But the only thing you see is Satan. His cheeks turn pink, and he casts his eyes to the leaf-covered ground as he pulls a folded piece of paper from his pocket. Your eyes squint to make out the text, but it is written in a language you haven’t learned yet. But you do make out a portrait of a heartbreakingly tiny black and white spotted kitten plastered in the center of it. 

“When I was walking home today, I saw there was a flier up for a missing cat,” he explains, keeping his voice low and steady. “I called the owner and tried to search for it earlier; they told me they were last seen around here. I thought I was getting close but found nothing. When I got home, all I could think about was that poor kitten lost and alone out here in the rain. I couldn’t take it anymore; I had to go back out.”

His words pull at your heartstrings as you nod in understanding. “So you think the cat is still out here? “You ask, looking around for any trace of a kitten, “It’s a large park.”

“I know it is. “He says confidently, and you believe him. After all, he’s Satan; he has a sixth sense about cats. “I just want to find it and bring it back to its owner before anything happens to it.” Dark clouds seem to roll in with a dense breeze that covers the waning moon; he looks at you with concern and reaches for your hand. “But you should go back inside; it’s about to rain, and I wouldn’t want you to get sick because you were out here looking for me.”

“You shake your head and give his hand a light-hearted squeeze. “Not a chance; we have a kitten to find,” you say optimistically. 

“You mean you’re going to help me find it?” he blinks in surprise before giving you a soft smile.

“Of course, I will,” you reply, crouching down and peaking through the branches of some dense shrubbery. “It means a lot to you, doesn’t it?”

“One of these days, that big heart of yours is going to get you in trouble.” He chuckles before going back to his search. His inhuman ears listen for even the slightest sound that could tip him off to where the missing kitten is.

He’s a bit of a hypocrite because his big heart is the reason why the two of you are searching through the forest. But you can save the teasing for later. 

“Any luck?” you ask, walking around the bush to check the other side. The first raindrop drips lightly onto your cheek, but it’s nowhere near a downpour yet. Your heart rate quickens at the idea of getting caught in the storm without finding the kitten.

“No,” Satan mumbles, brushing some thorny branches to the side. “And I’m getting worried; the poster said the kitten is too young to survive on its own. Its owner has been searching everywhere but hasn’t found anything either.”

“We’ll find it,” you mumble, peeking through the branches, “we have to.”

The raindrops get heavier and land on the top of your head. Already cold water is seeping down your neck as you bend over to inspect a new cluster of bushes. The forested area of the park goes on for miles. And the pit of your stomach turns at the thought of never finding the little guy. 

Your foot hits a dark tree root, and you stumble forward, nearly falling into a large berried bush before you catch yourself.

“Mc, are you alright?” Satan asks, coming to your side. “It’s too dark out here for you to see anything; you should go home.”

You shake your head, “I’m fine; let’s keep looking.” you start to say until you feel a slight resistance on your shoelace. Looking down, you see that it has come undone and has attracted a bit of fluff. 

A black and white kitten barely large enough to fit in your hand toys with it playfully. You and Satan stare dumbfounded between yourselves and the kitten.

“Hey there, little one,” you say, gently scooping up the little ball of fluff and tucking him into the inside of your jacket. “Let’s get you someplace warm.” You hold the kitten so carefully, and with so much love it makes Satan’s eyes turn glassy, but there is still a little quirk in his lips that tells you that there is something else he is thinking about. 

“Something’s not right,” he states, turning around and lying down on the ground. Leaves crunch all around him and stick onto his cardigan, but he is determined to settle this feeling of unease in his gut. He peers into the bushes and gasps, reaching under the bush quickly. When it comes back, you see that he, too, is holding a little ball of fluff in his hand; this one is orange and fairly larger than your own. 

“It has a friend,” you whisper as the black and white kitten kneads into your skin playfully, purring up a storm. 

Satan’s smile is victorious as his kitten blinks up at him sleepily and lets out a high-pitched mewl, “Hello there,” he chuckles softly as his kitten begins to lick his fingers with its sandpaper tongue on, “You must be hungry; let’s get you out of this rain and somewhere warm.”

He doesn’t turn to go just yet, turning his attention to you instead. “Is something the matter?” you ask. 

“Thank you for helping me,” he says, stepping closer and giving you a look of love and affection just for you. “If you weren’t out here, who knows when I would’ve found these little guys.” 

“You would’ve found them,” you smile, watching as the kitten looks between the two of you excitedly, “I didn’t do much.”

“You did so much,” he says, “And tomorrow, I promise to thank you the way you deserve to be thanked, but for now, I’m afraid you’ll have to settle with this.”

“With what?” you ask coyly, leaning in a bit closer to him. 

“With this,” he says, kissing you softly, the rain breaking just for the moment he takes your breath away. He parts gently and looks down at you with satisfaction. “Was that sufficient?”

“For now,” you hum, “as much as I would love to kiss you again in the rain, we have to get these little guys back home before we all get soaked.”

He looks down at the orange kitten who is currently trying to burrow into his sleeve and laughs as the two of you head back through the park with your new fuzzy friends.

~

“I thought you said only one kitten was missing,” you say as you make your way back to the House, the falling rain speckling the pavement below you. You cover the kitten who has dozed off in your hands, and Satan does the same. 

“There was,” he smiles, “But until we figure out what to do with these guys, I guess they will be staying with me. I’ll call the owner and explain the whole situation.”

“What about Lucifer?” you giggle, knowing the eldest brothers rule against cat ownership.

“What Lucifer doesn’t know won’t hurt him.” he smiles devilishly, “I’ve gotten pretty good about sneaking cats into my room over the years.”

[thewritetofreespeech]

Hello! Can I please request a headcanon for the obey me characters? I was thinking of the brothers (separately) having a s/o who is great at making music and decided to write a cute little love song to them? I was thinking of something like how they’d react or if they would like it etc lol, honestly it’s up to you! I’m okay with anything 😊

Obey me Brothers + s/o writing a song for them.

Lucifer

Obviously the biggest music fan out of the bunch. So he is very interested in their talent.

Incredibly moved by their song, knowing the work it takes to compose one.

Praises them, but also provides feedback which is appreciated.

Hopes to have it put on a vinyl. Which becomes one of his prized possessions.

Mammon

Shocked that they wrote a song for him & them.

No one ever does nice things like this for Mammon. The only songs he’s ever gotten are mean, bully songs about ‘Scummy-mon’ or something else his brothers call him.

He may honestly cry a little, but shrug it off like he has something in his eye.

Shyly asks them to sing it for him often when they are alone.

Levi

May pass out he’s so embarrassed and excited.

On the one hand, it’s embarrassing to have someone confess their love so passionately to an otaku like him that they wrote him a song.

On the other hand, have an original OST has always been a dream of his that finally comes true.

It’s his new favorite song. Tied only with Ruri-chan’s Mochi Maki Yeah Yeah Yeah hit from her 3rd limited edition album.

Satan

It’s….unexpected.

Given his past, and his temperament before MC, he never thought someone would write a song for him. Let alone love him.

He’s touched beyond words. Which is certainly something for Satan.

Tries to read about composing music to reciprocate, but he’s all thumbs when it comes to it; and he refuses to ask Lucifer for help.

Asmo

Has had songs written about him before. To hear him tell it, Asmo is the inspiration of all love songs in existence.

But this is a song from MC! It’s extra special!

Loves it, of course, and wants to get it put on Devilgram immediately for other people to hear it

Creates his own little dance for it.

Beel

Surprised, and a little embarrassed.

It’s a really nice song. He just doesn’t know how he feels about someone singing about him; even if it’s MC.

Beel is usually very shy about things other than food or his physique, so he’s a little nervous about having all these feelings on them.

He does like it but ask that they not sing it to anyone else but him this one time.

Belphie

Not sure how he feels about it.

It’s sweet, of course, and he does appreciate it. But grand gestures like this make him uncomfortable. He didn’t get you anything.

Smiles though and tells them of his appreciation. He’s never thought of himself as ‘a man of songs’ before.

Records it and listens to it every night like it’s a white noise machine.