#you do that with asmo all the time so it shouldn't be hard

[lilirot]

Still laughing that tumblr absolutely refused to post my rant this morning. That said I'm not gonna retry to post it because my goodness it is incoherent (as I was very sleepy) Only important point from it is: I get why they went with Satan having a TTRPG setting, it's a more narrative/story-telling focused game that he can play with all his brothers, but they wasted it's potential. Also, they should have just done (Legally-distinct) Clue instead.

[another-lost-mc]

Solomon isn't just immortal. He's a vampire and we find out by accident. The moment MC sees the fangs and it's like the monster fucker light switch flips on. Wanting to see if it's true we feel pleasure as he feeds and feeling him take us til hes empty and full.

If you knows what I mean 😏😉

➤ temptations | solomon x afab!reader

solomon knows all the secrets you try to keep from him. it's only a matter of time before you learn his secret too.

content: nsfw (18+). afab!Reader (gn!pronouns). vampire au. canon-typical vampire behaviour including biting/blood drinking and possessiveness/jealousy, past killing/murder, minor angst, pining, pet names, teasing, thigh riding, overstimulation. 2.5k+ words.

Vampire!Solomon who hides his true identity from you because you’re overwhelmed adjusting to life in the Devildom. He wants to be your human exchange student friend, someone you can trust and turn to. He swears to the others that he’s no danger to you, and they agree to keep his secret in return.

Vampire!Solomon who offers to cook for you sometimes, and you’re absolutely stunned by how terrible his food is. (It’s too bitter, or too salty, and the meat he serves you is so raw it's inedible.) You accept the food with a grimace because he’s so enthusiastic and sweet when you visit him and the angels at Purgatory Hall. You notice quickly that he doesn’t eat when you do—he sits across the table from you with a soft smile and tells you that he already ate or, "Don’t worry, darling, I’ll eat later."

(You don’t remember when he first started calling you “darling” but you realize that you like it, and he knows you do, too.)

Vampire!Solomon who notices the collection of vampire-themed books and movies in your room. He pretends to be curious about what you’re reading, even though he knows the book in your hand is an explicit romance novel about a human and vampire having a steamy love affair. You squirm in your seat and tell him it’s just a silly vampire book, and he doesn’t bring it up again when you awkwardly change the topic.

Later in the privacy of his dorm, he wonders what it is about vampires specifically that you find so appealing. Is it the danger of being approached in the darkness by a handsome stranger? Do you want to be claimed by someone who will protect and worship you in exchange for your blood? There’s so many different versions of vampires in human pop culture, it’s impossible to guess without more subtle investigation.

(He tries not to think too hard about why he cares so much.)

Vampire!Solomon who doesn’t realize that his feelings for you have grown into something beyond friendship until its too late. He follows a delectable scent to the RAD library where he finds you studying by yourself. He tries to convince himself it’s just a new fragrance you’re wearing, or perhaps Asmo has given you some bath products to try.

(He’s been so sensitive to smells lately, and it’s only now that he realizes it’s because of you.)

Vampire!Solomon whose nose nearly brushes against your neck when he approaches you silently from behind. His eyes flutter shut in wanton bliss at the mere scent of your blood, thick like honey and just as sweet, pumping through your veins. He salivates at the thought of sinking his fangs into your skin, and he swallows thickly around the lump in his throat. His fists clench at his sides as he resists the urge to touch you and he steps back quickly, just in time for you to turn around and finally notice his presence. He stumbles through an awkward greeting before he makes his excuses and flees to the safety of his dorm, far away from you.

(He feels betrayed by his own desires. He swore to himself that he would be your friend—but that’s not enough. Not anymore.)  

Vampire!Solomon who tries to ignore his feelings for you, stomping them deep down into the black chasm where his soul used to be. It’s a futile effort—he’s enraptured and tormented by you, the one person in the three realms he shouldn't want but he craves so much. He tries to find relief for his bloodlust in the human world, but there’s none to be found.

When he arrives in the human world to try to satiate his thirst, he tells himself he’s just hungry. Maybe a proper meal instead of bagged blood will alleviate the bitter hunger swirling inside him.

Before he met you, he liked to play with his food. It used to be such a rush, fucking them or choking them on his cock before feeding from them. He doesn’t seduce his prey tonight, even though they try to entice him—the human’s sultry smile and wandering hands across his chest do nothing but make him shudder in revulsion.

The clouds part and moonlight peeks through. He realizes the human he chose looks like a poor imitation of you, and he didn’t even realize it. He’s tempted to bite them anyway, to rip out their throat and bleed them dry in his frustration—but you wouldn’t approve if you ever found out, would you? 

(He stopped killing for fun a long time ago, and he refuses to let this break him.)

He mutters a spell to jumble the human’s memory and lets them wander away from the alley unharmed. He returns to the Devildom hungry and frustrated, and he's determined to fix this problem once and for all.

Purgatory Hall is dark and quiet when you let yourself inside. Solomon called you earlier and claimed he didn’t have anything in particular he wanted to talk about, but he sounded strange. His voice was rough and bitter, so unlike the friendly sorcerer you’ve grown fond of.

“Sol, are you okay? You sound upset about something.”

“Oh, darling,” he sighs heavily into the receiver, “you have no idea.”

“I can come over if you want company, unless you’d rather be alone.”

“You’re so sweet, aren’t you? Very well—the others are out at the moment and I'd rather speak to you privately. I’ll leave the door unlocked for you.”

There’s a flicker of candlelight coming from underneath his bedroom door, and you knock softly before entering. There’s only a single candle lit on the mantle and most of the room is shrouded in darkness. You can’t even see Solomon at first, but you hear a noise near his desk and realize he's watching you from his wingback chair. He crooks his finger for you to come closer when you hesitate just inside the doorway.

He grabs something off his lap and tosses it on the desk haphazardly. The book slides across the smooth surface towards you, and your cheeks flush when you recognize the cover of one of the erotic vampire novels you’ve read.

“It wasn’t as bad as I expected,” he admits, tone far too casual to be sincere, “but like most books, this one isn’t very accurate when it comes to vampire lore.”

You laugh nervously to try and cover your bashfulness. “I suppose you know more about vampires than most humans do?” 

He rises from his chair and walks around the desk so that he's in front of you. He leans back against it as he picks up something that reflects the moonlight—a wine glass, one you didn’t notice before in the dark room.

“You could say that,” he murmurs as he swirls the liquid in the glass before lifting it to his lips.

It would be easier to pretend the red liquid he drinks is wine, if it weren’t for its viscous texture and the metallic scent filling the air. You stare at him as he licks away a smear of blood from his lip; his eyes glow unnaturally bright in the dark room as he stares back.

“You’re…you’re a—“ you're stunned into silence, barely able to utter the word as you try to process what's happening.

He sighs and sets the nearly empty glass on the desk. “A vampire, yes.” He scrutinizes your expression. “You don’t seem afraid, darling—but maybe you should be.” 

It suddenly makes sense now, how the others always warned you to stay away from him. He treated you so kindly, you didn’t believe he was dangerous. Somewhere along the way, your feelings for him changed into something more. You’ve thought about what it might be like to go on a proper date with him, to kiss him and invite him to your bed and feel him move inside you.

You should be terrified, but you’re not.

You think about his sweet gestures and gentle touches, and the way he says your name with so much fondness. You don’t want to doubt him, but you have to be certain you’re not mistaken about his intentions for you. “You're not going to hurt me.” It's not a question because you already know the answer.

"No, I would never hurt you. Quite the opposite, really." His gaze softens, but he still seems uncertain about something. "I’m not sure you can truly understand what it's like to be with someone like me."

You walk towards him before you lose your nerve, and you place a shaking hand on his chest, over the empty place where his heart should be. “Then help me understand, please? Because I like you, as more than just a friend—and learning about this hasn’t changed that.”

He says nothing while his eyes search your expression, and it feels like he’s picking apart your soul until he unburies the truth behind your words. He must be satisfied by what he sees in your eyes because he takes your hands in his and leads you around the desk to his chair. He sits down and tugs you down onto his lap.

You straddle his thighs nervously, trying hard not to put too much weight on his lap while you grasp his shoulders for balance.

“There must be a lot of things you’re curious about,” he says softly as he strokes the side of your face. He brushes your warm cheek with his thumb. “Let’s start with the basics, shall we? At least your book got something right.” He opens his mouth wide enough for you to see the fangs he normally conceals from view. 

You lean closer to inspect them in the dim lighting of his room. They don’t look that sharp and you reach out curiously to touch one. The tip of a fang pricks your finger and you pull back with a hiss. He grabs your hand before you can wipe away the little bloom of crimson where his fang cut you.

“There’s something else you should know before we go any further, darling.” His tongue laps at the droplet of blood pooling on your fingertip, and his chest rumbles with a purr at your taste.

“I don’t like to share.” He watches another drop of blood slowly ooze from the cut. He pops your finger into his mouth with a quiet hum, twirling his tongue and sucking gently before pulling your hand away again. “I won't share your blood.”

His hand on your cheek slides down your neck and pauses over your pulse before smoothing over your cotton shirt. His hand stops on your breast where he feels your heartbeat thrum rapidly beneath his palm. “And I won’t share this.”

His hand glides over the curve of your belly before he dips into the space between your legs. “Or this,” he breathes, spreading his fingers as he rubs you through your pants. He exhales sharply through his nose, surprised at how damp you are already. He teases you a little more with his fingers, mesmerized by the heat of your arousal against his cool fingers. The scent of your slick permeates the air when he pulls his hand away.

“You’ll be mine alone, and no one else’s.” He holds you in place as his fingers clench possessively into the soft swell of your hips. "Can you accept that?"

You don’t know the words to express how overwhelmed and captivated you are by him. He might be a monster, but you’ve never wanted someone more in your entire life. You lean forward and kiss him, and you hope he understands all the feelings you can’t say. 

He groans into the kiss as he tilts his head to slot your lips together. His kiss is hard and demanding and passionate. His tongue flicks at the seam of your lips and you open your mouth to him. You taste blood when his tongue curls with yours, but for some reason it makes you want him even more. You break the kiss with a gasp when you start to feel lightheaded.

He wraps an arm around your back and pulls you to his chest in a tight embrace. “Did you know that I could smell how wet you were when you read those naughty books of yours?” he whispers against your ear.

His lips graze along your jaw as he starts leaving hot, open-mouthed kisses against your neck. “Did you ever fantasize that I was one of the monsters from your stories?" A gentle flick of his tongue against your pulse point. "Did it make you come, thinking about me biting you as I fucked you?”

He huffs in amusement against your throat when you squirm in his lap. "Oh, you did, didn't you?" He licks up your neck and tugs on your earlobe with his teeth. "Don't worry, darling—I thought about it too."

“Solomon, please,” you whine in his ear as you wind your fingers through his hair and to try pull him closer. 

“Do you know how long I’ve wanted this?” he asks as he nips lightly at your neck. “Fucking you senseless, tasting your pretty little cunt, feeding from you after. I don’t think I can wait much longer.”

You whimper when his hand grasps the back of your neck and tilts your head to allow him better access. “Will it hurt?”

His eyes flick up and meet your hesitant gaze; you look so lovely with lust-darkened eyes, brightened with a hint of fear. “Oh, you’re going to love this,” he murmurs darkly, voice thick and full of promise, just before he bites you.

You cry out in surprise when the sharp pinch of his fangs break your skin. The slight pain dissipates and leaves behind a warming sensation that builds where his greedy lips drink from you. Waves of molten pleasure spread down your neck and courses through your veins, and you moan loudly and unashamed as desire pools in your belly.

Your thighs are warm and sticky from the slick soaking your underwear and your clit throbs with need. You grind down against his thigh in search of friction, and he moans appreciatively as he continues to slurp noisily at your neck.

Your fingers dig into his shoulders as you chase your pleasure, riding up and down his thigh as slick seeps through your pants and eases the glide. The wet fabric of your underwear pulls taut against your folds and adds a hint of friction to your clit every time you rub yourself against him. 

He grunts and pushes your hips down, encouraging you to move even faster as he rocks against you. He relaxes his jaw and pulls his fangs from your neck, but the sensation of his tongue licking over the small bite marks is enough to send you over the edge. You hide your face against his shoulder when you cry out his name when you come, another surge of slick coating your folds and seeping through your clothes onto his.

He grabs at your ass and encourages you to keep moving against him, riding out your orgasm and wringing every drop of pleasure from your body. You fall limp against his chest and tremble from sensitivity, exhausted but so satisfied.

“You did so well for me. You’re perfect, darling.”  He rubs your back and waits for you to catch your breath before he tilts your head up for a kiss. It's softer and sweeter than the kisses before, but it still stains your lips crimson.

You groan uncomfortably when you shift in his lap, and you realize just how wet and sticky your underwear and pants are now. There are dark streaks of your slick on his thigh and the pant leg underneath your dribbling cunt is soaked.

He looks delighted when he glances down and admires the mess you made of him. “You smell so delicious, I might never wash these again,” he teases, “but for now, perhaps we should move this to the bedroom? There’s so much more I want to show you, and I’m still hungry.”

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[brayneworms]

two for the show | mammon

kinktober day six. collar + leash.

word count. 3k

content. MINORS/AGELESS DNI, smut, collaring and leashing, light petplay, mammon is called 'pet' and 'good boy', kissing, praise kink, brief crying, anal fingering, sub!mammon + dom!reader, gender neutral reader, safe sane and consensual.

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"This is humiliatin'."

You don't necessarily disagree—it sure is humiliating, just not for you, so you can't quite bring yourself to care as much as you probably should. Still, you're feeling disagreeable tonight. Maybe it's the weeks' worth of frustration eating away at you, or the stress of not having gotten enough sleep over the last three days, or maybe you're just sick to death of Mammon's whining, so you don't rise to meet him halfway.

Just this once.

You level him with a pointed look. "Humiliating would be making you walk around like this. We're just in your room."

A red blush melts over the tanned skin of his cheeks, and oh, isn't that interesting?

Mammon kneels on the floor, wearing a disgruntled expression and a collar. Attached to the collar is a leash, which is casually looped around your closed fist. They're both made of baby-pink leather, sitting lurid and pretty against his tawny skin. It's unfortunate how good he looks with them, actually, the way the juts and veins of his throat disappear behind the thick band. A dainty silver heart adorns the front, practically begging for you to slip your fingers under and tug.

"Stupid Asmo," Mammon growls. "Stupid bet, stupid Demonus—"

"Stupid you?" you quip, then immediately retract it when you see the glower on his face. "I'm just saying, it's not like Asmo tricked you into agreeing. You're the one who had to make it a bet."

"'Cause I thought I'd get money," he whines. "Sweet, sweet money! Now this... that weirdo and his perverted mind."

You hum as though giving this some thought. "And me? What about my perverted mind?"

Mammon chokes on his own spit. "Wha... um... y-you—"

"Better yet," you say thoughtfully. "What about yours?"

"Mine?" Mammon echoes, ostensibly outraged. Two dark spots of colour burn bright on the apples of his cheeks. "Now I know you're crazy. What are ya—"

You tighten your fist 'till the leather creaks, and you tug. Hard.

Mammon's whole body jerks forwards towards the bed, and at the same time and airy groan spills forth from his lips. He braces his body against the edge of the mattress, large hands flying forward to grip the wooden frame, and then he looks up at you. His eyes are wide and round as the Grimm he covets so much, his cheeks perfectly scarlet above his open wet mouth.

"Wh—what are you playin' at?" he croaks. "Stupid human..."

"Y'know, you call me that a lot," you tell him conversationally, and scoot to the edge of the bed. Mammon audibly swallows as you kick your legs off the side, one on each side of his body, pushing into his thighs. His spine straightens ever-so-slowly, pushing his chin up to meet your eyes. "It's just—sorry. If I'm such a stupid human, how'd you end up here?"

"Wha—" Mammon licks his lips nervously. "What do ya—"

"You know. On your knees in front of me." Your hand loops through more of the leash, shortening the distance between your fist and the collar. "It's just—you know. If you're such a big, bad demon and all, and I'm just a stupid human... it shouldn't even be possible, right?"

"C'mon," he says weakly. "Ya know I didn't... 's not like that..."

"Oh, no?" Your brows knit together in such a cruel parody of concern that Mammon feels his stomach lurch. He absolutely should not be enjoying this as much as he is. But everytime you talk down to him like he's actually beneath you, he can feel a sort of film slipping over his brain. "You wanna know what I think?"

Mammon gets the vague sense that his question is rhetorical. He nods anyway, quick, instinctive. He can see all the shadows in your mouth when you smile.

"I think the reason you're here right now," you murmur. "Is that you like it. You like being under my control. You like when I tell you what to do. And you like kneeling on the ground for me, waiting for me to decide when you're worthy of being acknowledged. Isn't that right?"

Yes. "No!" he blurts out, so hot that he's starting to sweat. You look so sexy, all mean and sadistic leering down at him. Those piercing eyes, that little half-smile, like you can see right through him. Mammon shudders almost imperceptibly. He feels like a bird caught in a cage, and he likes it, and he hates that he likes it.

You consider this. "Oh. Okay. Well, then good news. I'm officially ending your punishment early."

Mammon looks at you blankly. "H-huh?"

"Yep! You can unfasten the collar at the back. Just be careful not to run into Asmo so he doesn't know you skimped out on your loss," you wink, and throw yourself back onto the bed, turning your attention fully to your DDD.

Mammon stays right where he is, dumbfounded. "Th—that's it?!"

He knows he's boned when you give him a sly look out of the corner of your eye. "I'm sorry," you say all innocently, and Mammon nearly curses. "Was there something else you wanted?"

Oh. You're fuckin' evil.

It's so, so hot.

He makes an unintelligible mumble.

You cup your hand to your ear. "Hm? Sorry, did you say something?"

Evil. Evil. Evil. "Pick the stupid leash back up, then."

Your sweet smile is all cavities and no sugar. "What's the magic word?"

Goddammit. "P... please?"

"Good boy!" You clap your hands together in ostensible delight, and Mammon shivers form the roots of his hair to the pits of his stomach. The way you sort of... coo at him. It should be disgusting, it should revolt him. Instead he can feel himself stiffening in his jeans. You lean over and kiss him on the head, pick the leash back up and wind it around your fingers. "That wasn't so hard, huh?"

"Human," Mammon whines, eyes screwed shut against this all-encompassing humiliation. "Please..."

"Come up here," you mutter fondly. Mammon scrambles so quickly that he trips over his own shoelaces and rises, blushing, but there's hardly time to be any more mortified than he already is before you're pushing him backwards onto his bed and climbing on top of him. His brain abruptly short-circuits; fuck, okay, okay—

"Breaths, Mams," you remind him gently, toying with his earlobe. Mammon sputters, turning away from your burning stare.

"Breathin' just fine," he mumbles, like you're not on top of him, silhouetted by his slick colour-changing lightbulbs like some freaky kaleidoscopic angel. Blue to red to green to purple, and you're backlit like a stageplay. A fuckin' violent one where everyone dies.

"You look so pretty," you croon, and Mammon's heart drops to his stomach. The slow, silk-soft tone of your voice is sending all his blood rushing to the wrong place. The right place? He can't decide. He hates how pliant you make him feel, but the truth is he's barely scrounging up the energy to put up much of a fight at all. You're gonna get sick twisted ideas about his psyche at this rate.

You might start to think he actually likes being bossed around by some naive little human.

As if.

"Come off it," he says weakly, fighting the urge to hide his face.

"Nah, it's comfy," you reply without a beat, and Mammo groans. He's definitely at least half-hard now, and with his shitty luck you can probably feel him pressing up against your thigh. "Want me to help you out with that?"

Mammon shoots you a surprised, suspicious look; it's not the first time he's suspected you can read his mind. He tucks his chin against his chest and nods.

You roll your pretty mean mean mean eyes. "Come on, Mams, meet me halfway here." A finger under his chin, guiding him back to look at you, and Mammon can't breathe. He's suffocating under you, but in a sort of nice way, a way that makes him feel a bit less like himself, also in a sort of nice way. He doesn't know. It's confusing. You do fucked up things to head. "Good boys use their words."

His throat sticks. For a moment he imagines he'll tell you to piss right off, you uppity human, he's the Mammon, okay, so he doesn't need you clambering all over him and telling him what's what, right, so you can very well just—

"Pleaaaase touch me, yer bein' so mean," he whines, lower lip wobbling. "I'll be good, okay, I'll be real good so just s-stop teasin' me already and just—"

"Okay, okay," you giggle softly. "Don't strain yourself. You sound so pretty begging for me, Mammon." Your hands on him, finally, gliding up under his shirt and running over the warm skin there. Every callus and ridge on your skin catches on a ribcage and he has to bite back a desperate groan each time. You waste no time pulling his shirt up and off, though you have to do some careful maneuvering to get it over the leash which leaves you both laughing weakly.

You press kisses to his collarbones, his neck and chest, and it's nice, it's real nice and he has a fleeting thought that he could probably do this forever and it would be cool, like, he wouldn't ever even have to eat again or nothin' if it meant this was his morning noon and night. But every brush of your lips against his sensitive skin is making his cock twitch in his jeans, and he's so fuckin' hard now that it hurts. He makes a whimpery, pathetic kind of noise when you press a carefully orchestrated kiss to the skin under the collar.

"Don't worry," you hum, lips and then teeth skating over the skin of his naval. Mammon tosses his head back against the comforter with a moan. "I'll take care of you. My favourite pet. Promise."

Pet. The word ricochetes through his body like a bullet, setting every nerve it hits alight.

Your hands on his belt buckle makes a small, panicked noise escape from somewhere in his throat, and whilst your hands occupy themselves you lunge forward to kiss him. Mammon groans, melting back into the covers as you kiss him stupid, his hands flying up to cup the back of your neck, the side of your face. The hot flash of your tongue in his mouth distracts him enough so that he barely feels the flash as his jeans are yanked down. It's only when your pinky finger slips under the waistband of his boxers that he drags himself back from the kiss with a shaky gasp. Blown eyes follow the taut line of your arm to where it rests on his pubic bone.

In your eyes is taunting, but there's also a question. "Still okay?"

Mammon feels the strange urge to cry. Damn you, bein' all sweet. The way you can turn it around on him makes him feel so lost sometimes. He likes it when you get a little mean, sure, loves the darkness that blows your eyes and the mean steely smirk that makes your face look, just, so much sexier—but Mammon loves you. And he loves you 'cause you're patient with him, 'cause you're kind. And 'cause you love him too.

He hides his face in his elbow and says "If you don't touch me in the next thirty goddamn seconds I'm gonna lose my fuckin' mind."

A giggle, and the tension breaks. "Alright, alright, you big baby." He gasps, spine arching off the bed when you pin his erection to his stomach. "Just lie back like a good little pet and trust me, 'kay?"

You peel off his soaked boxers. Mammon waits, tense, for your fingers around his cock, or your mouth or something but when nothing happens for a good few seconds he cracks open an eye tentatively. You're leaning away from him, facing the bedside table. His stomach twists once he realises what you're looking for.

Ohhhhhkay, okayokayokay—

You turn back with a bottle of lube that's—actually, it's going dry at an alarming rate. Mammon can't quite bring himself to feel embarrassed about it, especially as he watches you deftly uncap it and coat two of your fingers.

"What's—" Mammon swallows hard. "What's the, uhh... what's the plan?"

"You're gonna cum on my fingers," you say matter-of-factly, tossing the lube aside. He goes to reach for it, to stow it away, but you tap his hand away good-naturedly. "Don't. Might need more later."

That promise slips low and heady into his gut, and he swallows and relaxes against the comforter. You grip one of his taut thighs in your hand and prop his leg up, then slip your hand between his legs. He makes a high, shivery noise as your fingers brush teasingly over his dick, collecting the pre already leaking enthusiastically from the tip, but you keep going, lower, lower—

Mammon grunts as he feels your fingertip circle his hole.

"Relax, baby," you murmur, pressing feathery kisses to the knee of his crooked leg. "Doin' sooo good for me, yeah?"

"Mhm," he whimpers. "Mhm, yeah."

"Yeah," you affirm, and slip the tip of your finger inside. Mammon breathes out quick and hard, but it doesn't hurt—not at all, really. There's a familiar stretch, but no burn, no ache. "That okay?"

"Y-yeah," he mumbles, wiggles his hips experimentally. "I can—you can put more."

Achingly slowly, between breaths, kisses, and more feather-light touches to his cock that have pleasure sparking bone-deep, you ease your finger in to the knuckle.

"Doesn't hurt," Mammon pants. "You can—can ya—"

"Alright, pet, I got you," you murmur. Two fingers is a stretch but God, God fuckin' dammit, once they're in Mammon feels like he could weep, and once they twist expertly inside him and find that tough spot a few inches in he damn near does.

He arches off the bed with an exceptionally embarrassing noise. "F-fuck, oh holy shit, fuckin'���do that again—"

"Don't forget your manners." You give your fingers a warning twist that has him whimpering. "I don't wanna have to train you all over again, baby."

"S—fuck, sorry," he babbles damn near incoherently. "Just please can you touch me there again, okay, please 'cause it feels so fuckin' good, you feel so fuckin' good, baby, angel, please."

Your fingers slip in and out, push against that spot inside him that makes him feel like he's gonna burst out of his own skin, and Mammon moans, and your fingers slip out for a moment and before he can do so much as growl in frustration you're drooling more lube over them and you go back in with a third.

He feels so fuckin' full and so weirdly brainless, like you've pushed all the common sense out his head to make way for your stupid good fingers. As though you've read his mind, they start jackhammering his prostate like you've found a goddamn doorbell, and his moans get pitchier and wispier until he's almost wheezing.

"Babe," he almost sobs, "Oh, fuck, yes—right there, right there, don't stop pleasepleaseplease don't stop I feel so—"sob—"so fuckin' good, I—"

"Shhh, it's okay," you soothe, and finally your other hand comes up to wrap around his cock and Mammon keens. Your hand is a loose fist, your thumb swiping at the head in a move that makes his whole buddy judder and he arches into the touch and away, it's so much, it's too much—

"'M gonna cum," he gasps out brokenly, hips bucking up into you, spine so bent it nearly aches. "Fuck, sorry—fuck, I'm gonna cum."

"Good boy," you whisper. "If I can just—"

Your hand leaves his cock, and Mammon opens his mouth to ask what you're doing when you seize a handful of the leash Mammon had almost forgotten was there, and you tug so hard that the leather constricts around his throat and and his head snaps up to meet the crush of your lips.

Mammon cums so hard that he sees stars.

He always thought that was some sorta exaggeration, but look here, ladies and gentlemen, come observe the great Mammon flat on his back with his eyes rolled up into his head, panting like he'd run a goddamn marathon with your fingers still buried inside him. Tears spill over his lashline as his orgasm rips through him, and he cums with a strangled "Fu-uck, love you, I fuckin'—fffuckin' love you, fuck—"

When he can breathe again, approximately a minute later as you carefully ease your fingers out of him, you kiss his lips tenderly and tell him, "I love you too, Mams. Just in case it wasn't clear."

"Mmmn," he grumbles. He feels the bed dip and your warmth leave him and his stomach drops, goes cold. He fists a hand in the fabric of your shirt. "Wh—where d'ya think you're going?"

It's meant to sound aggressive but it comes out more sad. He has to fight back a drowsy wince.

You pet his hair. "Just getting a wet cloth to clean you up, baby."

"Later," he grumbles, and tugs you back down. You sigh and pick up a dirty shirt from the unofficial laundry pile beside his bed and clean up his stomach and your hands before tossing it back into the basket. You make a mental note to bury it under other dirty washing so nobody catches a glimpse of it.

Once you lay back down, Mammon twists his body and jams it up against yours, his head wriggling onto your chest, arms so tight around your waist you think he's afraid you'll slip away.

You bring a hand up to his hair and play with it absently. "Want me to take the collar off, now?"

Mammon pauses. "...'S fine for now," he sniffs.

You bite back your grin as you feel him slip into sleep beside you.

[obeymematches]

MC acting oblivious!

since you're accepting hcs now, how about an mc whos a big tease/bully (aka mammons worst nightmare lol)? im quick to realize when someone has a crush on me and when i like them back i turn into the biggest tease on earth until the other person confesses. im good at acting oblivious so its always "wait, they cant possibly know i like them, right??" poor, poor souls lmao. so im wondering how the brothers+undateables would handle an mc like that! keep up the great work! 💕

Hi, good to see you again !!! <3 

okay i love this so much lets go ! 

Lucifer: 

Okay so in his case it’s mentioned several times that he is in love with the MC so this ain’t just some crush he’s being teased about but that’s one of the reasons why he loves you so much.  

He is rather guarded emotianlly as his pride isn’t going to let him just fall for anyone. But once he does he is not going to deny it!  

Lucifer is someone who will ask you out on a date without a warning. The only thing you might notice beforehead is that he spends suspiciously lots of his time with you. (by a lot in his case I mean something in between 30 and 60 mins every second day. he’s a busy man) 

Him: My schedule is tight today but I would like to spend time with you, MC, would you care to join me at a confectionary?  MC: sounds like you’re very busy, are you sure about that? 🥺 Him,  slightly offended but still lovingly: Yes, MC. Let me express myself better... would you please have a date with me today? MC: oh....um-

Mammon:

● oh god, oh jesus, oh no

● We all know The Great Mammon has a hard time admitting his feelings out loud, with words, bluntly.

● So the way I see it, the situation is about to be Awkward As Hell.

● Mammon is clearly sweating, butterflies occupying his entire stomach, he fiddles with his nails.

● Him: So MC, I was thinking- I mean I'm thinking- wanna go skating with me tonight?

MC: Oh that's a very romantic idea- but I think friends don't just go skating, you know.

Him: Friends??! I don't wanna be just your friend MC-

You: Then? Then what?

Him: Goddamn I- I just want to be yours- Jesus ya are makin' it so difficult MC, it is not easy as is!!

Leviathan:

● ahh the frustrated face he makes through this conversation isn't just a facade. He really is stressing right now.

● Him: MC.... there is something I must tell you. And you only. Please listen and don't tell anyone!

MC: Don't worry Levi, I too hate people who gossip-

Him: No it's not like that. I have a desire in my heart that I must share with you as you are the most special person I ever met and I can only hope you feel the same way for me and- I feel so embarassed but I've been meaning to ask you this- would you be my partner? My player 2?

MC: well if you wanted me to play you could have just said so like you always do-

Levi: What?? Is that what you understood? No MC you don't get it! Ahhh I knew I shouldn't have asked you my chances with you are close to zero-

MC: Wait Levi I'm so sorry-

Satan:

● You could tell he was acting different these past couple of days. He was texting you more, he offered to spend more time with you- it was obvious he likes you.

● He knocked on your bedroom door and as you liked him just as much as he liked you, of course you let him in.

● I think you acting like you don't know what's going on turns him on? Like he know you ain't stupid. He knows you like him at least a little bit too, otherwise he wouldn't be here talking with you.

● Him: So MC, are you free now?

MC: Well, it depends on how you define "free" I think.

Him: Oh quit it please.

MC: I would if I knew what you were up to right now-

Him: Alright. You are going to make it more complicated, I see. In this case, meet me at 4PM at the common room. Please. I'd like to take you on a date if you're free.

MC: Inside the house? Weird if you ask me-

Him: ...... you are right actually. Let's meet at the park then. Don't be late.

Asmo:

● Again he would absolutely love you acting like you noticed nothing when he couldn't be more clear about what he wants.

● He knows this game though & he is quicker than you are.

● Him, cuddling you: So MC I have been thinking about us....what are we?

● MC: We are.... the best. Me, a human, and you, a demon.

Him: Nooooo, you know that's not what I meant!!!

MC: Well I don't know what you mean Asmo. Aren't we though?

Him: Aren't we what? A human and a demon?? Ahhhhg stop playing with me MC!

Beelzebub:

● Ohh babe is going to believe you actually don't know what' going on-

● I think he'd find it funny when he realizes you were just acting like such-

Him: MC. I like you.

MC: Okay, I like you too. That's why I'm your friend.

Him: Yes we are friends I know... but to me you are the first person I want to talk to if anything happens, good or bad... you are on my mind all the time, no matter what- I haven't felt like this in my entire life- you are the most special person to me, MC.

MC: Ohhh... I didn't realize-

Him: I only went out with Mammon yesterday because I thought... I was hoping you'd be there to, that you'd join... I just wanted to spend more time with you. But you weren't there. Let's go somewhere together today- I mean, if you want to-

Belphegor:

● MC you are about to annoy him to deatg to be fair.

● Depending on his mood he might join you though!!!

Him: So human- I mean MC. Let's hang out today.

MC: We already do.

Him: I meant as a date, stop playing stupid.

MC: I don't like being called stupid. Is this how you are asking me out on a date??

Him: See I knew you knew what I meant!

MC: Why would you ask me on a date though, aren't we just friends?

Him: .....

Him: We could change that- I want to be your one and only.

MC: Well if you are my one and only friend I might get lonely when you're too busy for me though-

Him: Stop it don't say another word. Are you coming today or not? MC? You listening?

MC: you just asked me to shut up-

[thedevildompolybunch]

18+ Smut Texting with Temptation (Lucifer Solo Play x Poly MC)

Also on: AO3 and Wattpad

Will Lucifer give into temptation when Asmo sends some erotic photos of MC in the group chat? (Poly MC, Masturbation, Sext messages, Alcohol Use, Tipsy, MC Begs in a naughty video)

Both Sexes included, general gender neutral.

It was the middle of the night and Lucifer poured himself another glass of Demonus to go with his paperwork. Even the classical music wasn't enough to ease the tension of the amount of tasks he had to do today. Rubbing the stress from his temples, he attempted to read and sign the next document in front of him. Unfortunately, he had been looking at the pages for so long the words had become a gargled mess. 

Lucifer sighed and took a sip of his drink, it was then that his D.D.D. vibrated from the drawer in his desk. At first, he ignored it, surely it could wait and everyone was home so they could just come to his office if it was an emergency. 

Bzz. Bzz. 

The D.D.D vibrated again.

Bzz. Bzz. 

And again.

Bzz. Bzz. 

And again. 

Not in the mood. 

Opening the drawer, Lucifer picked up the D.D.D to check the ID, which read the brothers .

What now? He thought to himself as he rolled his eyes. 

Opening the chat, he began to catch up:

Asmo: Check this out. Me and MC had a little photo shoot. 

Scrolling down, Lucifer is greeted with sensual photos of MC in lingerie posing on a bed.  He takes a deep breath to retain his composure and continues to scroll through the chat. 

Asmo: The camera really does love them, don't you think?

Mammon: Whoa! You're just gonna send photos of MC like that in the group chat? 

Asmo: Oh come on Mammon! MC said it was fine 

Asmo: Aren't they delightful? Look how cute MC is in this one? 

A photo of MC in an erotic position enters the chat. 

Belphie: I wouldn't describe that as cute. 

Satan: Tastefully Sexy.

Asmo: See Satan gets it. 

Beelzebub: Nice. 

Asmo: That's it Beel? 

Beelzebub: Very nice? 

Asmo: Ugh, come on guys!

Levi: I'm not looking at those! I'm about to get into a PvP match online and I can't let normie things get in the way!! Too distracting! 

Belphie (Vag Reader): Hey, In the 2nd photo you can see a bit of MC's pussy. 

Belphie (Penis Reader): Hey in the 2nd photo you can see how hard MC is.

Belphie:

Asmo: You can? 

Beelzebub: Oh totally.

Asmo (Penis Reader):  They’re such a cutie!!!

Lucifer scrolls up to review the second photo. His eyebrows raise, so you can . Biting his lip and swallowing hard he takes another sip of Demonus as he continues to read.

Mammon:🥵

Mammon:  I'm leaving the chat. 

Asmo: You don't have to tell us

Belphie: Yeah Mammon, just leave

Mammon: Fine! 

Lucifer: Shouldn't you degenerates be doing better things with your time?

Asmo: Oh Lucifer! Finally! What do you think of the photos?

✔️Read

With a sigh, Lucifer rubs his eyes, puts his phone back in the drawer and returns to work. Once again looking at the documents in front of him he begins to file through them again. 

+++++

Lucifer was finding it hard to pay attention. As much as he hated to admit it, those photos teased him and they were all he could think about. He found himself re-reading the same lines on the document over and over again and still, it made no sense. He was distracted, and it was all because of you. Unbuttoning his shirt, he released some of his built up heat. 

Damn it . He thought. 

He had a fantastic grip on ignoring his urges and he intended to do that tonight, as he did most nights, but you tested him. He can't go around indulging himself now can he? But, with the image of you dancing around in his head, maybe he could. 

Twirling his pen in his hand, he began to get lost in thought. He was imagining all of the things he wanted to do to you tonight, and most nights. And oh, how those photos teased; you all sprawled out on the bed for the camera. Ah, How he'd love to "punish" you, for not only taking such photos, but also giving Asmo permission to share them.

How very naughty of you. 

Lucifer found himself at the bottom of his bottle, horny and tipsy. Picking his phone up he opened an app that required a passcode and began to scroll through the different albums until he got to yours. 

By the way Lucifer usually leaves your lewds on read, you would have never known that he had saved every single one you had sent him. In moments like this, where his inhibitions are low, and tensions are high, there's no greater increase to his pride than seeing the abundance of photos and videos you've taken specially for him.

Lucifer begins to find it nearly impossible to resist temptation as he scrolls through them. The heat in his pants begins to rise. 

Sitting back in his chair, he undoes his pants to release some agitation. Oh how divine you look in every single shot. It’s so tantalizing. 

Rubbing himself through the fabric of his pants, he continues to scroll, stopping when he comes across a video. The sweet sounds of your moans pervade the room. It’s like a symphony to him. Your labored breaths as you play with yourself, the way you involuntarily moan his name as you get closer to climax. 

You are just so tempting. And didn’t he teach you not to tempt a demon? 

Releasing himself from his pants, Lucifer leans his head back, closes his eyes and fantasizes about images of you. His body shivers at the feeling of his own touch and with a sigh of relief his ache begins to subside. 

He can’t remember the last time he has done this, but he was well due for some stress relief. Speeding up the pace slightly, he begins to become flustered, his hair falling in front of his face as he sweats.

“Oh, Oh, Oh, please Lucifer, I want you so fucking bad. Pleeease!” 

Gritting his teeth and growling, Lucifer listens to your begs on repeat. Sing to him your sweet song.  

He indulges his thoughts of you. Oh what he wouldn’t do to have you over his desk right now, pleading for him to let you cum, instead of the other way around. 

He starts to play around with his tempo, speeding up and slowing down as he gets to the edge. Why was he torturing himself like this? 

Fuck, he can't take it anymore. 

Finding his correct momentum, Lucifer lets loose, the classical piece playing in the background guiding him to crescendo. The thoughts of you spinning around in his head like a blizzard.

His growls begin to fill the air, as he clenches his teeth harder, bracing himself for release. He needed to cum.  

And just like that, Lucifer allows himself to; staining the paper in front of him, and saturating his hand. He sits back for a moment, allotting his mind and body to relish in the peace he so rarely gets. 

After a few deep breaths, he cleans himself up, and returns back to reality. Adjusting himself back at his desk, he notices the few spots of his document. 

Shit.

Maybe there’s a reason he doesn’t do this often. 

[666writingcafe]

Level One

Dedicated to @completelyshatteredbrokenmschf and @thunderlightning351

Content Warning: referencing human sacrifice, slightly(?) unhinged Barbatos

"Hello, MC." Barbatos' sudden appearance at my side causes me to curse. I know he has the ability to teleport anywhere he wants to, but a little warning would have been nice.

"Apologies, MC," he continues. "I was simply following my instructions. Did you have a nice time with your parents?"

"Y-yeah, I did," I respond, still a little spooked. "We went out to eat at a Chinese buffet."

"That sounds lovely." He wraps an arm around me and guides me to the couch, remaining glued at my side as we sit down. This isn't the first time we've sat next to each other, but he's never been quite this close before.

And then I take a proper look at him. I'm not dealing with Barbatos the butler, but rather the Barbatos that accompanied me to the Severa concert. The one that I told Asmo I found incredibly attractive in great detail.

The Avatar of Lust is playing dirty right from the start.

Barbatos' lips are moving, but I'm not registering a single word he's saying. The parts of my brain that aren't obsessing over his natural scent are short-circuiting due to him being so close to me. One hand rests on my thigh while the other one plays with my hair and gently brushes up and down my arm. It all makes me rather jittery. I'm surprised I'm able to remain still. I want to simultaneously bolt out of the room and--

"You're not listening to me." Barbatos' harsh tone forces me to pay attention.

"I'm sorry. I'm finding it incredibly hard to concentrate." My explanation makes him smirk.

"Am I making you nervous, MC?" I can only manage a nod. "Good. Now you know how I felt when the roles were reversed."

"That's not fair!" I exclaim, remembering the exact moment he's referencing. "You told me to seduce you!"

"And you did, much to Diavolo's joy. He wouldn't stop teasing me about it for weeks." He repositions himself so that he's able to lean in closer to me.

"Once upon a time, you would have been given as an offering." His voice is low and menacing. "Not to the gods, like so many people believed, but to us. We're able to be entertained by sacrificial lambs for a long time. Inevitably, though, they become dull and boring. It's not their fault; it's simply the result of being exposed to sin over long periods of time.

"But your soul is different, MC. Due to the angel blood that flows through your veins, it maintains its brightness despite it constantly being surrounded by sin. Some might even say it feeds off it, making it that much stronger. If it weren't for Diavolo's mission, we'd have so much fun with you." His smile is that of a predator. I should be shitting my pants right about now. That would be the appropriate reaction to having a demon look at me like I'm his next meal.

Instead, I wait with bated breath for his next move. Barbatos tilts his head to the side.

"Of course, that doesn't scare you." he asks. "You find the idea rather arousing, don't you?"

It's messed up, I know. I shouldn't be turned on by any of this, and yet...

"I told myself long ago that I would only use my powers to help Diavolo, but you've made me reconsider that decision many times." He's pretty much on top on me at this point, holding me in place with his body weight.

"Why?" I whisper. He brings his mouth right up to my ear.

"Because the idea of messing with time in order to play with you is incredibly tempting." He kisses the base of my ear, sending a shiver down my spine.

Do not succumb to temptation.

I grab his shoulders and squeeze them as hard as I can, making him pause on his trail down my neck and look up at me.

"I can't," I tell him, despite my body screaming at him to continue.

"Are you sure?" I close my eyes and take a deep breath, forcing myself to answer,

"Yes." I feel him get off me. Seconds later, he grabs my hand.

"It's okay, MC. You can open your eyes." Doing so makes him smile softly. "The first stage of your test is complete."

"Did I pass?"

"See for yourself." Looking down at the ring I slipped on earlier, I notice a mark that I'm pretty sure wasn't there before.

"From my understanding, a tally will appear for every stage you complete successfully," Barbatos explains.

"That makes sense." He walks out of the room, returning moments later with a note in his hand.

"When you are ready, this contains information about the next stage," he tells me, handing me the note. "Of course, you're allowed to take as much time as you need to recenter yourself. I can make you some tea if you'd like." I shake my head.

"I know this might sound crazy given what we just did, but would you mind holding me?" He chuckles.

"Not at all." He stretches out on the opposite end of the couch, and I snuggle up to him. He begins stroking my hair. After a few moments of calm, I gather up the courage to ask,

"Did you mean what you said about time, or was that part of the act?"

"I wasn't acting," he answers. "I merely displayed emotions that I normally keep suppressed. Everything I told you is one hundred percent true."

[melverie]

⸺ LESSON 10 ⸺

Solomon

Lucifer

Solomon & "Nightbringer"

MC's magic

strange feelings & soup

the 'MC is human' situation

records of a banshee

misc

- lesson 9 || lesson 11 || all posts so far -

I'm going to reveal my crack theory on Nightbringer's identity soon since the brainrot is getting out of hand, but then again, it shouldn't be hard to guess based on the points I bring up for this lesson :) I'm still preparing a sideblog for that tho, so it might take a bit Also if someone wants to get tagged for these recaps, do let me know! General spoiler warning for all of Obey Me Nightbringer, as well as for the original Obey Me

⸺ SOLOMON ⸺

Solomon suddenly shows up at HoL uninvited and claims he and Simeon have plans for drinking tea together. Simeon doesn't remember ever making such plans [10-4] -> while we're not told what they are talking about, I'm guessing it has to do with 10-A -> love how he just was at Nightbringer's tea party, and now his immediate response when asked why he's here is just "......Simeon and I are having a tea party" lol

by the time Solomon arrived at HoL, Satan was already outside, yet he didn't realize Solomon came over [10-18] -> while you can argue that Satan was just so caught up in watching the cat, he does notice MC coming over, the brothers leaving to the Demon Lord's Castle, AND this is the same demon that could later tell on that MC was standing in front of his bedroom door based on the intervall of their footsteps

⸺ LUCIFER ⸺

Belphegor talks about Lucifer trying (+ failing) to hold in his laughter [10-1]. Demon!Lucifer would never :(

Lucifer seems overly reluctant to take MC with him and Belphegor at first [10-4]. When asked why, he deflects -> he was kind of quick to entertain the idea of taking Solomon with him as the 'uninvolved third party' though

Lucifer seems surprised that Belphegor was denied entry to a shop back when they first arrived in the Devildom [10-6; pic below] -> since this treatment from the denizens was part of the reason Mammon wanted to gain the title of 'Rulers of the Underworld', you'd think that Lucifer would be aware of this kind of treatment happening in the first place...

it's raining, which reminds the brothers of the day before the Great Celestial War + according to Lucifer, it was unusally quiet [10-9]. The brothers talk about what everyone was doing that day:

Belphegor was napping in a tree and was all alone that day [10-11] Beelzebub was off in the human world to run an errand on Michael's behave [10-11] Asmodeus was taking a bath, and thinking of ways to get out of Raphael scolding him later on [lesson 10 hard mode] we don't get any comment on Satan, but he was obviously still part of Lucifer, so uh... Would have been interesting to know if he has any fragments of Lucifer's memories of that time tho Leviathan and Michael were taking a walk and talking [lesson 10 hard mode] Mammon was tasked with covering Beelzebub's gatekeeping duty, but he ended up skipping out of it [lesson 10 hard mode] and then there's Lucifer who was......somewhere. The game doesn't tell us what he was up to, but instead points out that no one knows where he was [lesson 10 hard mode; pic below]

Lucifer hogging the family braincell as usual and immediately realizes that, yep, MC has the Ring of Light [10-16] -> btw kind of unrelated but I do find it funny that out of all the characters to (originally) head to the Demon Lord's Castle to free Beel, it was MC and Luci & Belphie. You know. The only two brothers that wanted to attack MC once they found out that they are a human. Imagine what would have happened if Mammon, Levi and Asmo hadn't shown up lol

⸺ SOLOMON & "NIGHTBRINGER" ⸺

[hi, this is probably the only time I'm bringing the Japanese version into this recap simply because I already translated this specific scene here]

illusion!Diavolo and illusion!Simeon pressure Solomon into choosing either demons or angels. Solomon chooses the secret third option :) [10-A] -> since this illusion was most likely created by Nightbringer, we can assume that he wants Solomon to either choose his side (whichever that may be), OR to simply abandon humanity altogether -> a little later on Solomon implies that Nightbringer should know by now that Solomon won't ever waver on his convictions -> Nightbringer knows Solomon well enough to know that threatening MC's safety might get him to change his mind. Solomon does stop smiling at this threat, so he does seem to take the threat seriously

during the illusion tea party, Solomon says that he just wants to be free, and that that's part of his agreement with "him" [10-A] -> while we don't know for certain, I'm guessing his agreement is with Nightbringer since it would make sense narrative-wise

Solomon also tells Nightbrignger that he sounds like a demon [10-A] -> sounds like something you'd either say to someone who isn't a demon, or someone who only recently became a demon

Nightbringer says that Solomon is acting more like a demon than he is because of his arrogance [10-A] -> Solomon then says that it is inevitable that he behaves like a demon since Nightbringer made him to the person he is today

Two fun facts about the Japanese version! 1. Nightbringer uses 「傲慢」 for 'arrogant', which also happens to be the word used in the game for the deadly sin 'pride' 2. instead of saying "you're the one who made me who I am today", Solomon says that Nightbringer is the one who reduced him to what he is now

when Solomon calls Nightbringer......'Nightbringer' (lol), he actually puts his name in quotation marks in the Japanese version [10-A; pic below]. Makes you wonder if he actually is the historic Nightbringer we learn a little of later on, or if it's just someone using that name...

「」 are the Japanese quotation marks

⸺ MC'S MAGIC ⸺

MC one again absorbs the brother's magic in order to calm down Beelzebub [10-16]

⸺ STRANGE FEELINGS & SOUP ⸺

beast mode Beelzebub is heading to the colosseum, and Lucifer points out that it was build on the exact spot the brothers first landed in the Devildom [10-13]. That was a year ago. Why is it built already??

Leviathan points out that the Great Celestial War feels like a really long time ago [lesson 10 hard mode]

⸺ THE 'MC IS HUMAN' SITUATION ⸺

[hey, we finally reached the reason I wanted to make this its own category, whuu!]

so here's the thing:

1. back in lesson 8, Diavolo said that while he is now fairly confident that MC is indeed a human, he still can't be 100% sure because there is "something else" within MC [8-1; first pic below] 2. back in OG season 3, fairy illusion!Lucifer asks MC what they are. If MC answers that they are an angel, illusion!Lucifer says this that he knows when he is in the presence of an angel, but also admits that there is something else within them and that he can't say so for certain [OG 52-5; second pic below]

THE REASON I'M BRINGING ALL THIS UP is because now in lesson 10, Lucifer once again mentions being able to tell when he's in the presence of an angel. This time, however, he indirectly claims that he can tell that MC isn't one [10-16; third pic below]

⸺ RECORDS OF A BANSHEE ⸺

Beelzebub managed to escape from his prison cell and we learn about the state he is in [10-9; pic below]. Once again, it seems like too big a reaction for just hearing the word 'banshee'

we also learn that Beelzebub's rampage started right after the brothers left earlier [10-9; pic below]

Barbatos actually blames the brothers for Beelzebub's escape [10-9] and I am inclinded to believe him because:

1. Solomon was (supposedly) with him earlier, meaning Barbatos would have known had Solomon tried to pull something. And yet he is blaming the brothers 2. while Solomon could have just been sneaky & teleported away right after putting some kind of spell/curse on Beelzebub, the other characters mentioned last lesson that Beelzebub was already acting beside himself during the dinner party, meaning it must have been someone who was also at the dinner party. From what we know, Solomon was with MC at the time 3. while it could have been both Solomon AND Barbatos, I seriously doubt that Barbatos was involved in this situation in any way. Diavolo is already in a lot of distress because of suddenly having to govern the Devildom, MC's situation, Lucifer's comment last lesson and so. much. more. The Beel situation right now just causes Diavolo even more stress, and doing something like that just feels COMPLETELY out of character for Barbatos 4. speaking of seeming out of character, it's not like Barbatos to just baselessly accuse others like that, meaning he probably had a solid reason to blame the brothers 5. I am reaching with this one, but I like the idea lol--Diavolo still has the ability to tell lie from truth, and while Belphegor vehemently denies having played any part in Beelzebub's escape, Lucifer never outright says so

they suddenly start arguing that Beelzebub is acting like this because he's hungry [10-13] -> thing is, we later learn that he's lacking his "demonic disposition" and that the hunger he feels is all No. 6's doing. So unless No. 6 suddenly decided to go all in that can't be true

⸺ MISC ⸺

Belphegor tells MC a little more about Lilith + we get Michael lore (he looks like a jellyfish :] ) [10-1]

Belphegor also tells us that the Celestial Realm forbids angels from intervering with a human's life [10-1]

Belphegor's line from the website [10-1; pic below]

the sibling bickering <3 [10-6; pic below]

Simeon reassures Satan that they will one day be known as "the seven brothers" [10-18]

[badperson-8]

You can write that M!MC starts to go crazy and starts having not very pleasant thoughts against everyone until he gets tired and can't take it anymore.

I interpreted this ask in my own way, because I'm pretty sure that 'can't take it anymore' was for something different, but here we go.

I love them.

Even when Mammon breaks into my room and sneakily steals something to pay off his debts. He's the Avatar of Greed, he can't resist his nature. I've been saving up for several months to afford this stuff, and now it's gone. But things come and go. Love doesn't.

I love them.

Even when Levi throws a tantrum after I beat him in his favorite game and accidentally slashes my body with his claws. He's the Avatar of Envy, he can't resist his nature. I now have a scar, but I think it suits me. Love can't be hurt as easily as my body.

I love them.

Even when Satan doesn't come to our date. He saw me flirting with Lucifer earlier, and it was too much for him. So when I come to my room and see all the destroyed things, I understand. He's the Avatar of Wrath, he can't resist his nature. He was very sweet afterward, even replaced all the things he broke. If only he knew that my love for him couldn't be replaced by my love for Lucifer.

I love them.

Even when I find Asmo in bed with another man. It doesn't matter that we didn't discuss anything of the sort; I should have known. He's the Avatar of Lust, he can't resist his nature. He studied my reaction very closely, and when he saw that I wasn't angry, he decided that he shouldn't hide his other partners anymore. But he says that he loves me, so that's all right.

I love them.

Even when Beel constantly eats all my food. I think I lost some weight, but I'm sure that he needs food more than I do. He's the Avatar of Gluttony, he can't resist his nature. I tried to ask him to leave me at least something, but despite his best intentions, his hunger always wins. It's all right, I'll figure something out. It's great that my love doesn't need any fuel to sustain itself.

I love them.

Even when Belphie refuses to help me with anything. Cooking, cleaning around the house, or something more simple, like going for groceries. He's the Avatar of Sloth, he can't resist his nature. It must be hard, wanting to sleep constantly. I've never been in his shoes, so how can I judge? I'll do everything myself; my love will live even without his active involvement.

I love them.

Even when Lucifer gets mad at me. I didn't do my homework in time and disappointed Lord Diavolo. It doesn't matter that Mammon stole my PC and Satan destroyed the room, so I couldn't do the task. It doesn't matter that my scar hurts too much, and I feel a little dizzy from the lack of food. It doesn't matter that after finding out about Asmo's numerous secret partners, I couldn't get my shit together. I think something is breaking inside of me. It doesn't matter that I had to do all the chores alone, so I didn't have any time to find alternative means to do my homework.

I am an exchange student. And I should live up to this title, no matter what. That's what Lucifer is telling me. He's the Avatar of Pride, he can't resist his nature. He's used to being perfect, no matter the circumstances, and he expects his partner to be perfect as well. It's his way to show that he cares, and I love him for it.

I love them.

And they love me back. They feel safe around me. They would never see me as a threat. So when I come to their rooms in the dead of night and slice their throats, they don't struggle. Not even Lucifer. I look at the blood that slowly colors their bedsheets in red and wonder: When did my love become so exhausting? But now, when it's finally quiet and lonely, I smile because I realize...

Now I love them even more.

[tellodona]

hii, from the heat sensory issues anon (loved it btw)

may i request the brothers with an mc with dyspraxia/DCD? i’ve never seen anyone cover it before so just curious about your take on it and stuff

i'm glad you liked it !

i searched it up and it intrigued me, so let's how this would turn out

the brothers with an mc who has dyspraxia / dcd

heads up: gn!mc, spoilers for lesson 16 in belphie's additional info: dyspraxia or dcd (developmental coordination disorder) is a neurodevelopmental condition that starts in childhood that makes the person have difficult time doing motor skills (such as walking, closing your buttons on a shirt, etc.)

lucifer

informed beforehand through your files

at first, only helped you for diavolo's reputation, but now helps you willingly

your uniform is closed with a zipper, he doesn't require you to wear a necktie (but if you want to, he'll make sure he'll be help you or have one of his brothers do when you want the help)

takes you out on short walks to help you get accustomed to the newer environment that is the devildom

obviously gives you easier tasks or chores, but if you want to help out more, he'd supervise you

"mc, let me help you with that" "mc, you shouldn't carry such heavy things. please, let me" "mc, put that broom down right now or so help me-"

helicopter mom

mammon

the info about you is basically drilled into his head

he has to ask satan what dcd means though

at first, he's annoyed that he has to babysit a clumsy human, because how can you be such a klutz? are you stupid-

he absolutely pampers you the next day

he'll have your arm hooked around his whenever you walk together, insisting that you need all the help you get

would still want to include you in his shenanigans, but has been choosing the easier things whenever he's with you

"human, the floor's slippery, hold my hand" "'c- course i'm only doing this because i need to, alright?! don't go getting the wrong idea!" "mc, forget that assignment and hang out with me! me! you're only getting your back strained the longer you sit there!"

he'd purposely get lazy with his tasks just to hang out with you

leviathan

doesn't care at first

"normies and their weaknesses"

he felt like an idiot for how he acted back then

he finds you characters that you can kin

"hey, you know about-"

he ends up ranting up to 3 hours about whys and hows you and said character are the perfect mirror

doesn't know how he'd be able to help you tbh, but he'd probably serve as a crutch for you if you need one

"mc... are you supposed to carry that?" "i don't know about this one, mc..."

he would sew you easier to wear clothes though

satan

has studied that human condition before, at least

so when the human exchange student living with them had it was a surprise and a big coincidence

he really wouldn't bother with you at first, just starting with the "do you need help?" questions just to be polite with you

later on he'd help you without even asking

he'd tie your necktie, your shoelaces. heck, even your hair if it's long enough so it wouldn't get in the way of your eyesight

he's read physical therapy might help, he'd be taking you on short walks too. even letting you help out in the kitchen for little tasks like putting the onion on the stove

"oh, mc. care to help me in the kitchen? you can wash the bat wings this time" "hm, this might be too hard for you. no, don't even try to deny it"

helicopter mom 2

asmodeus

he'd coddle you too much at first tbh

he'd stop if you express distaste or that you're uncomfortable

that wouldn't stop him with helping you around, though. at some point

"oh, mc, mc! let's get beel to carry this, shall we? we're both so frail and i wouldn't want us both to get hurt!"

he'd probably have a few remedies that he thinks might help you, but would consult lucifer or satan first if they're safe for humans

"mc, dear! i found this lotion that might help you! don't worry, lucifer says it's 100% safe!"

"i didn't say it's a hundred percent safe, asmo."

"oh, hush!"

would give you massages

beelzebub

he'd think you're completely paralyzed at first

so the first thing that occurred to him was to put you on his shoulder the first time you two met

"don't worry, lucifer. i can carry them"

"beel, no-"

eventually puts you down after much convincing that you're not a fragile doll

thinks you might get stronger if you eat a lot

"mc, try this one"

absolutely hovers over you and always carry everything you have

"mc, let me do it" "mc, the door's too big for you to push open" "mc... maybe you'd be safer on my shoulder"

he's reminded of the times he used to coddle someone else in the past (that isn't belphie)

belphegor

not only are you stupid, you're stupidly fragile

^ his thought on you during his time at the attic

you were so easy to manipulate, so when he got his hands around your neck-

he wants to stop thinking about that

he avoids you for the most part, thinking he'll hurt you again

you'd have to initiate an interaction with him if you want him to talk to you

when you do, he'd keep a safe distance, but keeps an eye on you if you looked weaker as the day goes on

he'd make sure you'd have the most peaceful dreams so you'd be energized in the morning

he's the literal avatar of sloth, it'd be a miracle if he'd do anything with you

"mc, just leave that alone. let lucifer find it or something" "mc........ let's go back to bed" "mc, i want to bestow the sin of sloth on you just so you would stop moving around so much"

don't use him as a crutch, chances are you'll both fall to the floor

i love them you guys

[annkous]

Lesson 22 came out last night aaaaaAAAAA

They always catch me by surprise, I swear... It seems this time they're releasing lessons every 7 days instead of 10.

Anyways, lesson 22!

Previous lesson!

We start the day by going to the House of Lamentation again. Mammon, thank heavens, seems to be acting a bit more normal. So far, so good.

Instead of the usual dynamic of Luci and Mammon, we get Belphie being worried about him this time around. I love these brothers so much.

Even while we're busy taking care of the brothers and walking them to RAD, Solomon's words about the possibility of getting stuck here ring through our head. We can't catch a break.

Things are chill for now. They're reuniting with Diavolo to try and get ideas for future RAD events, and Mammon comes up with something to raise up funds and... maybe things aren't back to normal just yet.

I CALLED IT PREVIOUSLY I mean it wasn't really hard, was it jdshfd but yes. They're starting to be less subtle about this whole thing being about Mammon being the Avatar of Greed. Diavolo's father gets a mention (gasp) and they even drop a bit of foreshadowing about how the titles he bestowed upon them seem to be important.

We get sent to clean the library (whohoo) and we're atop of the stairs cleaning the top of a shelf. Your shoujo or fanfic senses might tingle a bit. I mean, we already got a sprained ankle scene.

And there, we find a book. Not any book. THE book. The one that tells the story at the beginning of Nightbringer: the one of the human and the demon.

Cue me screaming.

GODDAMMIT.

They all guess the demon in the story is Nightbringer, and Satan comments that he found a mention about Nightbringer in a Celestial Realm book about the Father of Demons. Apparently, Nightbringer was The First Demon to be "born."

This whole thing isn't working on Barbatos' favor about NOT being Nightbringer, let me tell you. If I remember correctly, we are told somewhere (either main story or an event/card, I forgot haha.....) that Barbatos wasn't exactly born: he just started existing. He didn't have a childhood, he just poofed into existence. That would fit the First Demon ever.

However, there's no more info he can give us for now. To match the sprained ankle energy from lesson 21, the ladder shakes when we move and we fall down to the ground, BUT LEVI COMES TO THE RESCUE AND CATCHES US and honestly it was really sweet. Then shit goes down.

The title is "what's come over mammon", so you can guess where this is going.

This brings og!OM flashbacks where he says something similar, but it's not in this way. In the og!OM if you remember, around the beginning after he's grown attached, he says he's the only one that wants to come to your rescue, and that you shouldn't call anyone else first, but he's in full "tsundere" mode, so people found it endearing. This is going down a different route, but because Greed has fully taken over him, to the point he's going to actually fight his brothers over you. We all know Mammon, and how he wouldn't do this seriously. It's obvious something's wrong.

Asmo being really angry is such a treat to see, though.

We try "stay" and it doesn't work, so we try to step in. It doesn't work, either. Mammon's so gone it gets to the point he tries to shove you if you step in.

Satan tries to use a curse-nullifying spell, but it doesn't work because it's not a curse. Beel can't hold Mammon, who has even transformed, for longer, so the only thing you all can think about is to book it.

Thankfully, you all find Lucifer on your escapade, who sees Mammon on your heels and knocks him out with one hit. Damn.

So Mammon's now knocked out, and you're all watching over him while storming ideas...

They're so right on the money. I'm so happy the whole Avatar of Greed was said outright. Also if helping Mammon implies making the pact, it means they're all probably going to go through this. They're a bit scared, though... And that's why I see mc trying to do anything so they don't go through the same thing Mammon just did, even if it means giving up the pacts for now.

In any case, they're worried about how they can possibly end up being taken over, just like Mammon...

:(

Lucifer comes to the rescue, saying he's spoken to Diavolo and that he's come up with an idea, so off we go. We get a bit more worried Belphie over his older brother as a treat before we leave, too.

According to Diavolo, the ones that can save Mammon are us (obviously) and Little D. No. 2 (what). Okay at first I was caught off-guard but then they dropped lore and I loved it and got hooked two sentences in. You know how the Little Demons have the Brother's qualities? Like, Little Demon of Greed, Little Demon of Pride, etc... all those little ones that are in the lower ranked cards? They get cool lore.

The Fairy King gets another mention! Solmare better not mention him too much, or people might want to see a design (it's me I'm people)

So apparently, every time a Demon is born, they can get a Little Demon counterpart, although it's extremely rare, yet according to Diavolo, every single one of the brothers has one, and those Little Demons are currently safe and sound working in the Demon Lord's Castle. Not for long, though, if the plot has its way LMFAO

This whole "mc entering Mammon's inner self to save him" is some Kingdom Hearts soriku kind of shit and honestly I live for it.

We have the option to consider sending one of the brothers instead, but we know Mammon has a special part of his heart reserved for us, regardless of where we stand with him, so in the end, we're the best option. I thought they'd send everyone together, since his brothers are also very important to Mammon, but maybe they'll play a role later. I want another Demon Brothers hug pile.

As a little add-on, Little Demon Number 2 is scared shitless of going into Mammon's mind, but the brothers staring very seriously at it plus us asking nicely (at least my option lol the other was "you've got self-esteem issues on par with levi" and I laughed way too much at that) make it fold pretty quickly pffft.

So we enter Mammon's mind in search of his inner self...

Of course it's the Celestial Realm HJDSFSF and the lesson ends just as someone (Mammon) is yelling "OUTTA THE WAY" near us.

Since this lesson was also short (9 battle stages and 8 story ones plus the extra), I went ahead and did the extra plus the hard mode. You also unlock a VIDEO CALL (AAAAAAA) but we'll see that one later.

The extra takes place as you're all walking to the library to clean it, talking about the 666 mysteries of RAD. Mammon is terrified, and admits he's been like that since Adam took over him.

Most options you get here are cute though lol (give him a laughing charm, a calming charm or prank him and make him more terrified) I have to try the laughing one. The calming one helps him and also makes everyone else ask for a charm as well.

The scene from hard mode is Barbatos looking around for Little D. No. 2. Clearly it's to bring it to the House of Lamentation, but Little D. is running away like a kid is running away from a parent thinking they're in for a scolding. Remember how Nightbringer is referenced as the Father of Demons? Okay it might be a bit of a reach but IT WOULD BE INCREDIBLE-

Anyways it gets found by Diavolo, who hands it over to Barbatos and gets dragged away to the House of Lamentation. Rip.

It's not over, though, because after finishing the hard mode, you also get a main story chat. We also still have to see the WW map situation, and actually both are related. I didn't realize though so I did the chat first and then the video call, but it made it funnier for me, so I'll put them as I read them.

Damn Solomon went STRAIGHT for his throat-

Note also the name he has saved Mammon as lol I love it. Between the German numbers in normal mode cards (this time we have Vier (Satan), Fünt (Asmo) and Sechs (Beel)) and this my nerd language lover is over the moon.

Well......... It was nice knowing poor Mammon. Seems like he has a contender about being greedy over you, too.

Okay but the fact that Mammon called MC's name when addressing Lucifer though that's actually pretty funny LMFAO

Then comes the video call, which is between Luke, Simeon and Solomon.

They're talking about Mammon, mostly because they're all worried about him, and Simeon lets slip that we are an important existence to Mammon, maybe even moreso than his own brothers, and Solomon latches to that piece of info while Luke begs Simeon to please stop talking... but it's too late. LMAO WELL. WE KNOW NOW WHO SPILLED THE BEANS TO SOLOMON.

rip Mammon........ oh Simeon what have you done...

Can't wait to see how the other siblings go through this mess and if we FINALLY get one pact out of this Our first pact AGAIN. And how we're gonna go on an inner-self adventure with their respective Little Demons. I don't like the way I'm wording this tbh JHDSFF

edit: LESSON 23 IS UP AAAA LET'S GO SAVE MAMMON

[darkdevasofdestruction]

Chapter 9 - Glimpse of Us

The next morning Kitsune didn't awaken peacefully, but to the sound of an ear-piercing shriek which made her and those cuddled into her side jump in their skin and ultimately fall off the bed. What a mess. Upon investigating the source of that high-pitched banshee screech was, they realised the source of it was an ecstatic Asmodeus who was staring with heart eyes at his phone, no doubt at the Lucifer picture he woke up to.

"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU DID IT! KITSUNE, YOU WORKED SO HARD FOR OUR FRIENDSHIP, I'M SO TOUCH I COULD JUST CRY!" Asmo went to her, kicking the other three demons painfully to the side to get the woman up and pull her into a bone-crushing embrace; Or, well, it would be bone-crushing, if Asmo had Beel's strength. "I'm SO happy, I could just scream!" he let out another pitched, hyped up squeal. "I knew I was important to you! You may act all cool and aloof, but you are SUCH a sweetheart! My, I could just eat you up, you're so sweet!"

"Uh... You are welcome... I suppose?" Kitsune choked out, her face twisted painfully from the pressure on her bones and the lack of air. "Simeon? A little help, pretty please?" thankfully, he was able to save her.

"YO, ASMO, PAWS OFF HER RIGHT NOW!" Mammon's loud shout resounded through the room as he tried to fight with Asmo, but Asmo simply laughed him off before dragging Kitsune to the bathroom.

"Don't bother us! We're going to take a LONG time getting ready! The most beautiful two people in Devildom must present themselves at their best!" his giggles made the other four present in the room widen their eyes in shock, yet even with this, Beel had to pick a tantrum-throwing Mammon up and throw him back in his room.

Needless two say, the duo were very late for breakfast, and although Asmo was outright glowing with glee, Kitsune looked miserable. She was mentally at her limit. There was only so much 'pampering' and 'self-care' that she could take from the overly-bright and narcissistic Lust Demon.

"You are very late. I wouldn't expect this of you, Kitsune." Lucifer scolded them.

"Trust me, if I had had any say in it, I would not have been late." she grumbled, pointing to the death grip Asmodeus had on her hand.

"Exactly! Lucifer, you should know by now, you can't rush perfection! Although, well - We're already perfect to begin with." he hummed innocently, dragging the woman to sit down with him.

"Oh, shaddap, Asmo! We all know you only like Kitsune 'cause she got you that sleeping Lucifer pic!" silence drowned them, save for the occasional wave-breaking sound of collective face-slaps and people yelling at Mammon for being an idiot.

"WHAT did you do?!" Lucifer's booming voice made some of the demons quiver in fear.

"It must be pretty humiliating for you, Lucifer, isn't it? Being successfully one-upped by a human, considering the single-braincell trio right there tried the same thing last night, only to get sent AGAIN to the underground labyrinth?" Satan smirked, easily alleviating the sublime pressure from the woman. 

"Gah, Satan, don't remind me, it was TERRIBLE! I wasn't even sure if I was more afraid of Henry 1.0 or of Beel not finding food fast!" Levi whined pitifully.

"Wait, what just happened last night?!" Luke's eyes were wide in shock.

"It seems you were up to mischief while we were asleep." Simeon smiled, very amused. 

Lucifer angrily transformed in his demon form and started glaring at the troublemakers, lecturing them. "And you three! What did you destroy to get out of the labyrinth?"

"Kitsune summoned us back to safety." Beel grumbled whilst munching.

"Yeah! We'd have been dead without her. But she shouldn't have rescued Mammon. It's all his fault we ended up like that anyway. He should just drop dead!" Levi sneered at the Greed demon.

"Hey, how was I supposed to know Lucifer cursed the damn door?!" Mammon yelped at them.

"If you hadn't tried to sneak around and steal, none of that would have happened." Satan shook his head at the hopeless demon who merely whined in defeat.

"I have manners. Back in my world, you could have your hands cut off if you dared enter the chambers of a nobleman without the required knocking." Kitsune shrugged her shoulders non-chalantly.

"Hear that, perhaps I should adopt the same approach." Satan smiled with intrigue.

"And the question remains, how did Kitsune manage to get such power?" Lucifer glared at her suspiciously, which made her point towards Solomon.

"Solomon summoned Asmodeus to save us from the snake, so I memorised the incantation. Figured it might be worth a try, and thankfully for those three, it had worked, and there were no casualties." she explained, looking with defiant leisure at the firstborn.

"So not only did Kitsune dare enter mine and Diavolo's room, but she also took advantage of me sleeping and disturbed Diavolo's sleep - But she also rescued the three idiots who needed punishing after attempting such a fruitless task. Impossible." Lucifer seemed to get far easier angry, compared to the Avatar of Wrath himself.

"Yep." Kitsune popped with a smirk. "I woke Diavolo up last night to cause mischief and make you miserable."

"All that effort for a pact with Asmo, of all demons." Levi sighed depressed.

"Hey, what's that supposed to mean?! Who WOULDN'T want a pact with cute, little me? Tell them, Solomon!" Asmo snapped at his brother.

"How many times must I clarify that I did not do it for YOU, but simply because I was in dire need of some entertainment?" Kitsune groaned, dragging an exasperated hand down her face.

"Ahh, I'm getting hot all over! She's acting so cool!" Asmo flustered himself up.

"You are in big problem once we return home, Kitsune." Lucifer glared at the woman, who simply smirked back at him.

"You are being difficult for no reason, Lucifer. Sit back and relax for once. You are going to pop and aneurysm if you continue this way. Take example from Satan, will you?" Satan couldn't help but snigger, being used as the epitome of calmness, despite his Sin - Especially to Lucifer, the man he hated the most in the world.

"It is you who keeps me unable to relax, with all the troubles you either create or enable." Lucifer grumbled.

"You are so upset all the time over me having some pretty impressive magical powers, even for a human, and for forging pacts with your brothers, as if they are going to help me with anything at all. Look at those three - Did either of them attempt to defend me in front of you? Of course not. Satan did. Do I have a pact with him? Nay." Kitsune let out a dry chuckle. "Everything I do, I do with the powers that I have made for myself. I say you should start being afraid for this realm as soon as I willingly go out of my way to trick you and Diavolo into making pacts with me and become the Queen of Hell." suddenly, it wasn't just Kitsune who was laughing, but Diavolo too.

"Stop, stop already, my sides are hurting!" the prince was doubling over with laughter. "I can't take this anymore, it's just too good!" he had to be patted on the shoulder by Barbatos to get a little better. "Lucifer, please, don't get so worked up, I'm the one encouraging Kitsune to be the little mischief that she is. It's all on me."

"That's it, I've made up my mind. I'll make a pact with Kitsune!" Asmo said out of a sudden, making Mammon gasp, Lucifer glare at her in disgust, and Satan to be surprised at Asmo's decision. The Lust demon got up dramatically, pulling the woman with him.

"Is it because of the picture?" Satan asked.

"Yep, but not only! I just looooove how she gets Lucifer so railed up for being spoke back to and outwitted! It's such a hot look at him, I can't help but want to see him in all his glory, without having to fear for my life. Kitsune's just so good at defying everyone, I love it!" Kitsune, and many others, blinked at him, incredulous.

"WHA?!" Mammon's aggravated gasp was heard, but nobody paid him any mind. Kitsune tried to protest, but Asmo shushed her with a finger to her plump lips, smiling like a tempting incubus.

"I don't want to hear it. We're going to spend so much time shopping and at photoshoots and spas. I'll make you the most famous celebrity on Devildom. I can't wait for that." he hummed in amusement.

"Look at this cute Kitten,  isn't she the cutest when she gets so puzzled? I can't help but gush over her. So, I'm allowed to do this, right, Lucifer?" Asmo stroked her hair gently, not caring about his brother's glare anyway. "Promise I'll be gentle, cutie~." and out of nowhere, Asmodeus grabbed and tilted her head back slightly, getting perfect access to her throat, before placing a long kiss. A huge uproar erupted at the table, and Diavolo especially wanted to sear the demon's lips off - How dare he kiss Kitsune? Blasphemy.The vixen felt the familiar scorching engulf her throat and go down her cleavage in a flower-like pattern with thorny vines around, flashing a variant of fuchsia and aquamarine, which at the same time appeared on his hand like a henna tattoo. "Solomon's pact mark is on my other hand - My two, beautiful humans - I just love touching you so much, y'know~?"

"Please, never do that again. I do not engage in such casual activities." Kitsune pushed him away instantly, only to have the demon giggling all happily and gushing about her. "Solomon, take your little friend off me."

"Score one more pact for the exchange student! That makes four!" Levi praised with a smile on his face.

"Mhh... Cheesecake..." Beel praised Kitsune in his own way.

"Congratulations, Kitsune, you're doing great!" Diavolo earned a pissed off glare for the woman, which only served to amuse him, though the lingering feeling of committing mass-murder hadn't left.

Thankfully, for the most part of the day, she was able to use the kitchen to cook the meals she knew best how to do. Satan had come over to help her out a bit, though he mostly read out loud some history books, as Kitsune was getting bored from all the hours of hard work. Once Solomon joined in, creating his own meals, the three could discuss further about cute cats and other types of ancient magic known to few.

The feast wasn't all that exciting, and thankfully, there was no troublemaking to be done, except for the demons who ultimately got sick after eating Solomon's cooking. Was it truly as toxic as Asmodeus mentioned? Apparently so. The Angels, too, seemed to be aware of that, as they only ate her food. Smart.

Night time came by again - Though it was always night in Hell, and Asmo spent the whole time on Kitsune's bed, analysing every inch of her body. "Interesting... Kitsune, you know that your ring finger is longer than your index finger, right? Hmm, your fingers are so slender, like pianist fingers. Ohh, and I looooove the feminine shape of your nails, so cute! Like kitty claws! Hmm... Your eye colour seems very close to Satan's but his sometimes get a shade to the blue side, while yours seem to be solid emerald green! Ah, your lips are so soft and pink, very nice for kissing! Awww, you're blushing again, how cute! Don't be shy, come on, you're so adorable!" Asmo kept tilting her face in every angle possible, touching her plenty, but Simeon seemed to be amused by it.

"You've certainly taken quite a liking to Kitsune, haven't you?" he asked with a gentle smile on his face.

"Well of course I have. Otherwise I never would've made a pact, would I?" Asmo pouted at the angel.

"Still, who would've thought that Kitsune kept such powerful magic hidden within... Where had it been hiding all this time, I wonder?" the angel asked in genuine interest. "Not everyone can summon three demons so quickly.

"That's what I intend to find out. We're going to discover where it's hiding. I'm going to take it nice and slow and be veeeery thorough, okay?" Asmo grinned so innocently, but his words were pure filth.

"Have you heard absolutely nothing out of what I just said? It is incredibly improper, as an unmarried maiden, to be touched like this." as usual, nothing she said was being picked on.

"Hey, Kitsune, is it okay if I sleep together with you in your bed together tonight? You don't mind, do you? Of course you don't! You slept with three peasants last night, there's no doubt you'd just love cuddling up with cute little me!" Asmo giggled confidently, and it was genuinely getting on Kitsune's nerves.

"OH NO YOU DON'T!" Mammon screamed loudly as he slammed open the door. "Asmo! What're you doin' in THAT bed?! And why do you have your arm around Kitsune's shoulders, huh?! You're too close! Get away! Get away right now! Far enough away that I can't see you! Go!" he freaked out, but Asmo put his hands on her face to redirect her gaze towards his.

"So, Kitten, when you wash yourself, where do you like to start? Because I like to start with my-" Asmo began, but was easily cut off by his older brother's loud voice.

"Hey! So you're just gonna ignore me, are ya?! Also... I said you're TOO CLOSE! Don't get near Kitsune! And NO touchin'! I won't allow it!" he yelled, but then Satan came in as well.

"Wow, I came here to praise Kitsune, but Mammon had to ruin it and make it a commotion." Satan noted, as Mammon jumped in bed, making her squeak in surprise. Levi also came by too.

"Satan, Levi, will you please save me? Simeon, you too- Please, I beg of you, get me out of here already." the fox girl whined in despair.

"Kitsune, Asmo and Mammon are all in bed together tangled up in each other and stuff. It's hard not to fantasize about where this my be heading." Levi giggled like a little schoolgirl who watched too many hentai anime.

"Levi, no!" Kitsune moaned in disbelief at the treatment she was getting, all while Asmodeus and Mammon were tugging and gripping on her painfully hard.

"Fantasize? Ohh, what sort of fantasy are we talking about? Like knights and wizards and stuff?" Luke who also arrived asked, like the innocent little kid he was.

"Asmo, you bastard! Quit snugglin' up against Kitsune! Go away, you moron!" Mammon called out, trying to rip her away from his brother.

"Eh?! Why should it be your business who I'm snuggling and getting lovey-dovey with! Besides, who wouldn't want to cuddle with a cute kitten like her?!" Asmo glared at his brother, pushing her towards him so sudden that she fell on his lap.

"Will you PLEASE let go of me already?! You are being uncivilised and disrespectful of my wishes and boundaries." Kitsune warned them.

"I'm the FIRST one Katrina made a pact with! You're the fourth demon! The FOURTH! And that makes me Kitsune's first man! So of course, you should keep your hands to yourself when I'm around, out of respect!" Mammon declared boldly, making Kitsune twitch painfully at the mention of the first man.

"Excuse me...What? Did you seriously just call yourself FIRST MAN? Are you TRYING to make me laugh? Look, you upset her, what's wrong with you?" Asmo frowned, putting his arms around her, pulling her into his chest again.

"If anyone dares mention a first man again, I am going to boil you alive." she threatened through her teeth.

"See! Urgh, don't upset me Kitten like that, you jerk! And besides, it doesn't matter who came first, you heard her loud and clear! If Kitsune didn't like snuggling with me, then it would be different. But otherwise, what gives you the right to boss me around?" Asmo huffed, tightening his grip around her.

"Kitsune, don't be shy! Let him have it! Tell this numbskull that he's too close and he needs to back off!" Mammon yelled at her from one side, while Asmo from the other.

"He doesn't know what he's talking about, does he, Kitsune? Naturally, you're happy to have someone as beautiful as me by your side, aren't you?" Asmo glared at his brother.

"I have been telling you for the past half an hour that I am not comfortable with all this." she said, but it felt like her voice was just a little wave in an ocean of screams.

"Hehe! I thought so! You know, you really are wonderful, Kitty-Kat! I love how honest and forthright you are. It's so adorable! I want to eat you up...  And do... Ahem, other things to you." Asmo declared in a sweet voice, which made her stiffen up, panic going through, as she tried to slip away.

"GRRRR DAMMIT! GO AWAY! STOP touchin' Kitsune! And what're ya even doin' rubbing your cheek against Kitsune like that?!"  Mammon screamed, probably destroying her eardrum.

"GET OFF OF ME RIGHT NOW!" Kitsune yelled at them, her fox features coming forth as she slapped and burnt away the two demons, allowing her to get off the bed and step away from them. "I HAVE BEEN MORE THAN TOLERANT AND NICE WITH YOU, BUT CAN YOU NOT UNDERSTAND THAT I WANT TO FLAY MYSELF ALIVE FROM GETTING TOUCHED BY THE TWO OF YOU?!" she screamed at them, making Asmo and Mammon hug each other, cowering in fear. "BECAUSE OF YOU, I WOULD BE DEEMED A WHORE WITH NO VIRTUE OR HONOUR, AND I WOULD HAVE TO KILL MYSELF. WHAT IS SO DIFFICULT FOR YOU TO UNDERSTAND THAT I CANNOT STAND BEING TOUCHED SO FREELY BY MEN WITH NO SENSE OF BOUNDARIES?!" she took a deep breath, hoping to calm herself a little. "I do not want to get intimate with any of you, nor do I want to marry you. Can you accept the finality of my answer already and understand that just because we have pacts, does not immediately give you permission to coddle up to me."

"Great job, idiots, you've upset her." Satan stepped away from the door, allowing Kitsune to walk out and cool her head.

"Oh man, I never thought I'd see Kitsune so miserable. You guys are pathetic." Levi, too, scolded them.

"Simeon, why was Kitsune so upset? I couldn't hear anything with your hands over my ears." Luke whimpered, unable to run after her because his friend was gripping on his clothes.

"Well, Luke, sometimes humans hold on too tightly to their traditional beliefs and the rules the had to abide at some point in their life, and it doesn't come easy to them to let go of the past so suddenly and walk a radically different path from what they are so familiar with." Simeon explained, earning a nod from Satan.

"That's right, you hit the nail, Simeon. Kitsune's mostly a very traditional person, but she's trying hard to break away from that. Thing is, with idiots like you, I doubt she's going to manage any time soon." he sighed, shaking his head... Only for Asmo and Mammon to start arguing again, blaming each other to the point of starting a pillow fight.

Kitsune found herself in front of Diavolo's chamber and she knocked on the door, this time loud enough to actually be heard, and she waited for it to be opened. It was Lucifer who answered, though she walked straight past him without another word, and marched to his bed, grabbing the pillow in her hand and turning sharply to look at Diavolo. "How do you fancy beating up some troublesome demon brothers?" she asked. "You did say you wanted a pillow fight, did you not? Here, I am giving you the opportunity to join me in my revenge."

"What did those idiots do now?" Lucifer grumbled, obviously upset. "Enough so that they started cowering together in fear... Of me." she scoffed, extending her hand towards Diavolo, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, grinning. Finally, Asmodeus will stop daring to approach his little fox. With one hand he grabbed his pillow, and with the other, her hand, and he leapt up to his feet with a large grin.

"Let's go have some fun!"

As soon as they got back to Kitsune's room, she kicked it open and watched the pillows flying around aimlessly. It was her, the first to use the spell that Satan taught her to painfully throw her pillow at Asmo's face, which made him fall off the bed. Everyone stopped, motionless, feeling the angry aura not only from her, but from Lucifer also - Only for the Avatar of Pride to snatch the pillow from Diavolo's hand and throw it so hard that it made a hole in Asmodeus' bed. Lucifer smirked, satisfied at the fear from their faces, as Diavolo started loading up more pillows from around. "Leave this to me." the sadistic grin never left his face, as he made Luke fly, Mammon got pinned to the wall, and even Beel was sent toppling over. It was outright war. Kitsune leaned on the frame of the door and looked up at Diavolo, high-fiving him. "Justice." she declared in triumph.

Everyone was tired the next morning when they had to return to their rightful homes only to go back to school and all their studies. What a drag. Still, the conversations over meals - Whenever most of them were present, at least - Always created quite the buzz, be it their fight over who had a higher friendship meter with Kitsune, or complaining over the sickness caused by the toxicity of Solomon's cooking.

But the worst chat that they could have had was about Kitsune's pacts and Levi mentioning she was doing a bingo game with the brothers, which irked her a bit. Not only that, but Lucifer clearly had to be there at the worst moment, hearing all the jokes and mess the brothers under a pact were creating, which made him question Kitsune's intentions not only with his brothers, but also, within the whole hell. Satan could keep himself in check, wanting to continue rubbing Lucifer the wrong way, to the point of declaring he would be making a pact with her just to spite his eldest brother. Not only did Kitsune spit her drink on Mammon, but Beel also got food caught in his throat from the shock.

"Satan, you are a dear friend to me, therefore I have to ask you to please reconsider and not take a decision just to spite someone. I want what is the best for you." Kitsune tapped her chest lightly to get her breathing back in chest.

"Do you really dislike me that much, Satan?" Lucifer asked, as a condescending look wouldn't fade from his face.

"Let me turn that question around on you. Did you honestly think I LIKED you? Really?" Satan's angry frown now seemed to truly mimic his own feelings.

"I see. All right then, if that's the way it's going to be, then get out of this house, Satan. Now." Lucifer's face was full of disgust, yet a tint of sorrow seemed to dance behind his eyes.

"Get out the popcorn!" Levi cheered, sharing a glance with Asmo, who seemed to mimic him.

"Will you people take things seriously for once? This is your brother we are talking about!" Kitsune snapped at them harshly.

"What, you want me to leave? Wow, for once you're actually giving me an order I'd be happy to follow. Okay, then. I will. Gladly." Satan smiled, throwing daggers at him.

"Satan, please, do not allow him to get on your nerves." she quickly rose to her feet, getting in between them, her hands on his shoulders. "You are better than him."

"Do you feel responsible for this? Is that it? You think this is about you? Pff... Don't make me laugh. This was going to happen eventually regardless. So, if that's clear, let me pass. I'm leaving." Satan slapped her hands away.

"Hey, you two, drop it-" Mammon tried to pacify those two, but to no avail.

"Drop it, Mammon. Let your hopelessly ungrateful brother do as he pleases." Lucifer couldn't even look at his brothers anymore.

"Lucifer, you are supposed to be the elder brother, how could you say such awful words to Satan? You have no right to kick Satan out of his own home." her scolding only made Lucifer angrier. "You both have such strong egos that you fail to listen to each other. If you were to have a proper conversation, things would differ."

"A proper conversation, you say? With whom, the jerk who calls me UNGRATEFUL?" Satan glared at Lucifer, growling at him. "Do you honestly think I owe YOU a debt of gratitude?! Fine, I WILL do as I please!" and with that, they both left the room.

"Awe, they're gone. I thought we were gonna see fireworks! Booooring!" Asmo complained.

KItsune slapped a hand over her forehead. "You men and your stupidly vast egos are so pathetic." she groaned. "All of you, we must talk. I will not allow Satan to leave, whether you like it or not."

"Well, I'm not surprised that Satan decided to make a pact with you. He'll also do anything if it means upsetting Lucifer." Asmo explained his brother's actions.

"But why is he so hell-bent on upsetting Lucifer? I know his reactions are hilarious, but this goes far beyond that." Kitsune pointed out, which made the brothers explain the creation of Satan, born from Lucifer's wrath as he was falling from the Celestial Realm - Somehow, this made Satan more or less Lucifer's child, rather than brother. Nothing made sense to Kitsune, yet all things considered, she just had to accept things as they were.

"At first, Satan was nothing more than the emotion itself. Satan was Wrath." Beel began to explain, letting the others continue.

"But then the rest of us taught him things. All sorts of things." Asmo took his place.

"Right, exactly. I guess you could say it was like one of those games where you raise your own character and train it and stuff. And like, we all raised one character together, passing around the controller to take turns. But Lucifer played way longer than anyone else, if that makes sense." Levi tried to explain in game terms.

"They are so alike that they hate each other. Yes, that makes sense, it happens very often." she nodded her head in understanding.

"Satan feels like he wouldn't exist without Lucifer. So it's like he's bound to Lucifer in that way and he doesn't like it." Beel sighed, explaining Satan's feelings.

"Lucifer isn't just an overbearing father figure when it comes to Satan, you know? I'd say he suffocates all of us." Asmo laughed dryly. "Actually, come to think of it, you give me the vibe that you're the Dad friend of the group, just like him! You always give me the same vibes as Lucifer does. It's super sexy you know?"

Kitsune cleared her throat. "Alright, alright, I understand. I will go see what I can do. Thank you for this talk." and with that, she rushed to the dormitory of the Avatar of Wrath. She frequented his room for months now, it was always a delight studying with Satan, and she didn't want that to change.

Kitsune was welcomed in the room, and watched Satan pace around, trying to decide what books to take with him before he leaves. "Solomon taught me this spell about enchanting a bag to have endless space, which would allow you to carry around all of your possessions." she spoke, slowly stepping towards him.

"Yes, I suppose that would be useful." he nodded absent-mindedly. "Did someone tell you to come here to stop me? Because if so, you're wasting your time. Although, none of those guys would send you here to stop me. They all think it's funny." he sighed, looking away from her and going back to his research.

"Your brothers think this is simply another one of your bickering, yet they do not see the way this has affected you. Regardless of what they are thinking, I would like to try and convince you to stay. I do not want to lose my best friend over the uncaring words of some thoughtless jerk." Satan chuckled drily, shaking his head as to say there was nothing that could be holding him back anymore.

"I knew you would understand me. You always did. Thing is, I'm at my limit. There's only so many thousands of years that I can take with that jerk existing in the same perimeter as me. I simply can't stand even looking at him, let alone interact with him. I want to rip him apart. I pride myself with being the only one capable of actually keeping my sin under control, but when it comes to HIM, well - That's simply a whole other problem in itself." he grinned angrily.

"Oh, Satan... It is simply unfair that you have to be feeling this way." she sighed. "Let me at least help you out a little. There are so many books around." she crouched, trying to get a book from the ground, only for him to rush and catch her wrist before she could touch it.

"No, don't touch it. It's a forbidden book. If two or more people touch it, they'll switch bodies." Satan explained, making her turn to face him.

"To think such a book existed... Fantastic, if not, a little terrifying." she spoke, slowly getting back up to her feet. "I wish I had more knowledge... Although I suppose we learn for a lifetime."

"Books are knowledge and all of that knowledge from these books is inside of me. Knowledge is power. People respect someone who's well-informed. No matter who you are, no matter the circumstances of your birth, if you're smart enough, then people can't dismiss you." he sighed with a sad tone to his voice. "I guess my loose-lipped brothers already told you about me, right? About the circumstances of my birth?"

"Yes, they did. And to that, I have to say, there is nothing that you owe anyone. Children do not owe their parents anything for being brought into this world, likewise, no creation owes its maker for being made. The same thing is applied to you also, You only owe yourself the responsibility of living life the way you wish to live it." Satan chuckled emptily; Though he did enjoy Kitsune's company the most, with how riled up he was, there was no way to act properly, let alone think. His brain was being afflicted by rage and hatred, and all he could think about was presenting his little human in all her glory, with their pact flashing powerful enough that it would blind Lucifer.

"Enough chit-chat, I've said too much already. But whatever, come on, let's make this pact. That's why you're here, right?" he grabbed both of her hands, looking into her eyes with an almost hostile spark.

"No, Satan, I cannot agree to this. You are upset, I do not want you to be making a decision out of anger. I care dearly for you, my best friend. Please do not use our friendship as another means of angering your brother." despite her gentle explanation, Kitsune felt the grip on her wrists tightening to painfully that she feared the pop of having them broken, along with every bone forming her hands. "Satan, please, loosen your grip, you are hurting me."

But Satan didn't care - Instead, he was seething with anger. "I told you I'd make a pact with you. You can't seriously be planning on REJECTING me? You, a HUMAN, reject ME?! Don't you DARE trifle with me! Do you think I'm called the Avatar of WRATH for nothing?! I usually work to contain my anger so it doesn't show, but I WILL make you suffer if you cross me and it will be much more cruel and much less mundane than anything my brothers would ever do. I'll slice off your nose and ears, rip off your arms and legs and feed you to the lower-level demons!" Satan's voice was so dark and scary as he threatened her, but she's been threatened before with far more painful torture methods, so she wasn't shaken. Instead, she could see the hurt in his heart, and feel the desperation he felt, trying to hard to break the shackles holding him down to the bottom of the pits of his own insecurities.

"You may go ahead and do that, but I refuse to make a pact with you. I am not rejecting you, Satan, please understand. I only wish the best for you, and I want you to take a few seconds to calm down and take into consideration my words." Satan's wrath bubbled up, and in a split second, Kitsune's hands were wreaked - Yet she could barely feel the agony from her hands being destroyed, as she was grabbed by the throat and slammed into the wall, and she was being painfully and slowly being suffocated. "Satan, please, stop this. I know you are hurting. Let me stay by your side."

"Listen well, human! If you dare say that you won't make a pact with me again, you'll pay for it with your-" he kept threatening her, in a low and dark voice, barely above a whisper in her ear, completely different from all the times he's spoken to her before. If he were to have continued squeezing down her airway and arteries, she was sure her consciousness was going to slip rapidly - Were it not for Lucifer barging in his room, taking all the attention on him, and leaving Kitsune forgotten.

"Enough, Satan." Lucifer's stern voice was heard echoing through the room, as Satan released his grip on her throat and shifted his attention completely at his brother. "Kitsune is our guest, whom Diavolo invited as part of our exchange program. I won't permit you to lay a hand on our exchange student." Lucifer masked his true concerns with the whole Diavolo trope.

"Oh, there you go again! Every time you open your mouth. It's Diavolo this, Diavolo that. You're telling me that you'd actually step in to defend a HUMAN? For Diavolo? Well, I had no IDEA you were SUCH a sweetheart!" Satan growled at his brother, and it made Kitsune's heart break.

"Satan, please calm down. Do not let your rage win over your ration." she tried to speak gently, but to no avail.

"Stay out of this, or I'll burn you to a crisp!" he yelled at her harshly, and as his wrath started amplifying, the books started flying off the shelves and shooting toward Lucifer - Not only that, but with Satan in his demon form, the whole House of Lamentation was shaking to the core, and everyone in Devildom was sure to feel his wrath.

"Satan, please, cease your actions! You are going to regret destroying your precious books." despite her broken hands, she tried to use the magic she knew to halt the tomes mid-air, so they wouldn't collide and get damaged.

"Don't tell me what to do! And DON'T touch my books!" Satan growled loudly as Lucifer touched the forbidden book at the same time as Satan.

"Oh no..." she gasped, as they realised Satan and Lucifer changed bodies.

And thus, they all found themselves in the music room with Kitsune bandaging her hands with some ointment as she explained the major fiesta that happened, and though most of them were shocked, Levi seemed unbothered - Rather, excited that the plot of some anime was happening before his eyes. Satan started mocking and impersonating Lucifer and his disgusting love for Diavolo, getting everyone to laugh at how well, though exaggerated his joke was; Then, he yelled out Mammon's name, which only made the Greed demon laugh even harder, though Lucifer was completely miserable. For some reason unknown to Kitsune, they had to find a place to stay at, as their rooms weren't satisfactory for some odd reason, so the bottomline was... Kitsune's bedroom it was... Which brought Mammon and Asmo too... Which brought Levi and Beel... And they were having a whole sleepover. 

As they were all bickering idly, Kitsune took out her phone and took a selfie from her bed, with everyone on the ground arguing vivaciously, while she was dead inside, and she sent it to Diavolo seeking immediate assistance. The Prince was laughing painfully heard, only to say he was jealous for not being present at the sleepover. When she finally had enough, Kitsune went to sleep on the large window pane from the library, knowing that nobody would think to search for her there and bother her, so sweet dreams it was.

The next day, however, a whole new craziness ensued whilst walking to class, as they actually met up with the Demon Prince himself, and Satan's mischief was triggered.

"Hello there, Lucifer." his gleeful smile greeted them, which made Lucifer freeze.

"Save me." Kitsune grumbled, making the man chuckle at her.

"It's nice to see you as well, Kitsune! But Lucifer, what happened this morning? You always stop by the assembly hall first thing in the morning, but you weren't there today." Diavolo seemed so upset by Lucifer's absence.

"Satan, you know what to do, right?" Lucifer whispered to Satan, who nodded with a frown.

"Yeah, I just need to be a convincing you..." he muttered, then his grin came onto his face, and they knew things were gonna get so bad. "Hello hello hello, Diavolo! I'm sooo happy to see you! You're all I ever think about, honey! I dreamed about you again last night, and then I ended up oversleeping, which is why I wasn't at the assembly hall!" Satan's words and voice were so pitched and full of happiness that Kitsune and Mammon couldn't stop themselves and laughed so hard they had to lean on each other for support and wipe the tears from their eyes.

"Diavolo, is it just me, or do you look tense? Want me to give you a nice shoulder massage? How about your arms? Maybe your legs too? If you're feeling tired, you just let me know, okay?" Satan continued with his comedic genius, his expression mimicking disappointment and concern so well, that it actually upset Lucifer too.

"Hey, Kitsune, I'm not actually like that, am I? I'm really not, right?" Lucifer tried to get confirmation, but she couldn't even breath from the laughing, all the annoyance from the previous night completely dispelled.

"I don't feel tense at all - or tired, for that matter." Diavolo spoke simply, before grinning at us. "Sooo, Satan, what are you doing inside Lucifer's body?" he asked with such innocence that it made all of them stop dead in their tracks.

"Whoa, now THAT was impressive! Lord Diavolo could tell right off the bat that Lucifer here ain't Lucifer!" Mammon praised.

"Damn." Satan scoffed, while Lucifer was so touched that Diavolo could recognise him right away, despite not having his own body.

"I did not rat you out." Kitsune swore.

Before Diavolo left for his duties, he reminded Lucifer about the speech he was supposed to give in a few days, and it only amused the others for Lucifer was never in distress.  Despite a long day of classes and Satan wreaking havoc, working hard to tarnish Lucifer's pristine reputation, the eldest brother tiredly asked the woman for a walk, having no one else to confide in, someone he knew wouldn't judge him and would actually offer rational advise.

"Speak your worries freely, Lucifer. I know you are concerned about the speech that Satan might have to do in your stead." Kitsune rubbed his arm, trying to calm him down.

"I have no idea what he might do up on a stage like that, with an opportunity to ruin my reputation in front of everyone. Hmmm, what to do... I mean, I can't very well go up there and give the speech in this body, after all." he sighed in concern.

"Why do you not try talking to Satan? He is not unreasonable, maybe you can get to a compromise? You are just so alike that neither of you wants to hear the other, and that is why you are always at each other's throats." she explain softly, to which he seemed to agree.

"Are you saying that you think Satan would understand where I'm coming from if I spoke to him about this? ... Hmmm... You're right. I can't simply decide that there's no way for us to understand each other. All I have to do is make an honest attempt at reaching common ground." Lucifer said thoughtfully, and that's how their conversation stopped, since he realised Satan was taking too long and he feared embarrassment.

Evening quickly came by and Kitsune was greeted by Diavolo, who decided to escort her to the House of Lamentation, only to be met up, as soon as they stepped inside, Levi, Mammon, Satan and Lucifer were being a complete mess, and although the Prince of Hell enjoyed Chaos as much as any demon, if not, far more; Kitsune felt a migraine creeping in. She now understood Lucifer and how hard it was for him to control these silly troublemakers.

"I'm in love with Ruri-chan! She's my baby! Kyaaaa!" his voice was as shrill as could get, getting them to laugh like idiots.

"They're taking advantage of the fact that I'm much less powerful here in Satan's body." Lucifer's voice was actually pitiful.

"But guys, I've got an AMAZING idea! I think I'm a genius! Believe me already, I'm your older brother!" Mammon yelled desperately at them.

"My new Dance! Dance! Anarchy Massacre! should arrive soon, you've GOT to play with me and Kitsune! lolololol." Levi laughed in glee, already imagining Lucifer dancing to Ruri-chan songs. Seeing that he wasn't going through to them, Mammon decided to grab both Kitsune and Diavolo by their wrists and bring them to Levi's room - Which, of course, made the other three follow also.

"Finally! Sheesh, that took so long! Anyway - Levi just got this game, yeah? We should totally register and play together! Maybe that'll patch things up between Lucifer and Satan."

"OH! YOU MEAN 'SENGOKU NO KOKORO' ?! OMG YES, WE'VE GOTTA! YOU CAN PLAY IT WITH SIX PEOPLE AT MOST, SO IT'S PERFECT!" Levi threw himself at the computer, registering everyone for the game.

He registered everyone with their names, save for himself who was Leviachan, Mammon is StupidMammon, and Diavolo was Lord Diavolo. Though hardly everyone listened, he put Diavolo and Lucifer as Lords, Satan as the Physician, himself as the trusted Vassal and Mammon, of course, was the peasant foot soldier and Kitsune was the heroine. Nobody heard Levi's rant of explanations, yet they found themselves in another world altogether, on a vast field filled with dead bodies, all of them armoured, surrounded by swords, arrows and banners.

"So, are we inside the game now? Wait a minute, look at my name! You just HAD to tack on an insult, huh, Levi? Now I'm stuck with Stupidmammon!" Mammon complained, but I couldn't help but feel so weird.

"LMAOOOOOOOO!! XDDDD" Levi said out loud, which only made me feel 2nd hand embarrassment.

"Seriously though, why am I Stupidmammon, but you're Leviachan?! Why do YOU get the cute name, huh?!" Mammon complained once again, but Levi only laughed in glee. "Anyway, what's going on? Is this supposed to be a... What exactly?" Mammon points out in curiosity.

"My home." the five demons looked at the woman wearing a pretty yet simple blue kimono; She looked distraught and completely out of it.

"Huh? Wait, no, this is just a game, Kitsune. It looks pretty old anyway, look at that castle in the horizon - And the dead horses. Where is out character level though? This IS an RPG game, a'ight?" Mammon reassured the girl, though she seemed not to hear anything.

"NOPE! Not entirely! Sengoku no Kokoro is a samurai dating sim!" Levi's comment only made Kitsune feel faint, her knees giving up, and she'd have fallen to the ground, were it not for Diavolo catching her.

"Oh no. This is bad." Satan, who was back in his body, frowned; He remembers Kitsune telling him little bits about her life and how the only period of her life when she truly felt alive was the warring Sengoku period, though he had no clue why exactly.

"One character, in this case, Kitsune, is designated as the heroine and you've got to work hard to increase your intimacy score higher and higher. Then, in the end, in front of the sacred Wisteria tree, you go to profess your love to her, and if she accepts you, you win. Secondly, if you admit you love someone when there on the final day and become an official couple, then you'll live happily ever after together." Levi seemed incredibly hyped up.

"Does that work on the other characters that are not human?" Kitsune slowly let go of the Prince, walking away, looking left and right and analysing the abandoned battlefield.

"Ergh... No, I don't think so. They're just pixels after all." Levi awkwardly spoke. 

"I just want to know something." she turned to glare at them. "Do you honestly hate me so much that you would want to see me suffering? Because if yes, then congratulations, you have succeeded." neither heard the woman being so spiteful, and they couldn't understand why. It was only Diavolo who picked up on her sorrow, which allowed him to realise that, perhaps, the warlord she mentioned was from this era, and chances were, if the game included human-world samurai, him, as a prominent figure in history, would appear also.

"Hey, Kitsune, what's the big deal? It's just a game, no need to be so upset, a'ight?" Mammon tried to run to her side, only to get pushed away. Kitsune went to rip the sword out of a dead soldier's body, and she walked ahead, following the trail of dead bodies.

"Get some weapons and get ready to fight. We are in the middle of war, and we must aid the rightful side." for someone otherwise so unbothered, she now spoke with such bitterness that it shocked some of them.

The demons didn't speak, instead, they did as instructed by the woman and watched as she picked up a long sash from inside her sleeve to tie them up properly to her torso, so they wouldn't get in the way. There was fire in her eyes, the way none ever saw before, and it was honestly terrifying. Satan suggested getting in their demon forms and fight that way, instead, they were forced to realise that they were unable to do that. They were powerless, didn't have even their enhanced strength or speed. They were like humans. Pathetic.

Their feminine leader crouched to the ground, trailing her hands over a discarded, bloody banner - It was black and gold, and it had the sigil of a quiche flower. Kitsune looked positively pained, almost close to crying. She took a deep breath and quickened her pace, right where the war cries boomed loudly, along with screams of anguish as people were getting sliced into pieces and falling to the ground, bathing the grass with their crimson blood. "Unless you are sure you can bare the horrors of a human war, stand back and make sure you do not die. I will not stay here to protect you." she didn't even look back at them.

"Huh? What're you talkin' about?!" Mammon gasped loudly.

"What am I talking about? I am going to war, of course." she said, scanning the place properly.

"GOING TO WHAT?! Kitsune, you're a human, you're weak! Look at your arms, they're skinny like Asmo's! There's no way for you to fight, they'll kill you!" Levi cried out, not imagining that the game was going to be so brutal.

"Yes, I am a human, and I am weak - Compared to demons, that is. You are humans here also, which means that I am capable of easily killing all five of you without as much as breaking a sweat. Instead of worrying about me, how about you allow me to do what I know to do best in this wretched life, and you continue playing your silly little game?" she scoffed, narrowing her eyes at them.

"You are demons, you have killed tons of people before, surely this would not be any nightmare scene for you." before their very eyes, they witnessed Kitsune whistling at the rider-less horse running about, and whilst running, she jumped on the saddle with such ease, that it was almost mesmerising. She rode into the midst of the army at full speed and swung her sword around killing people with no hesitation. 

Splashed with scarlet all over her clothes was the way Kitsune knew how to live best - Killing used to be what she did best, yet ironically, she used to be the castle's physician, for the women especially. Now, however, it was a time little before her meeting with her fateful Lord, and she could only wonder if he would be depicted in this game also, or if they simply used the premise of the sengoku era and the samurai wars. Endless questions were swimming through her head, yet none had any answer, except for the dead bodies that she was piling up, all of them, fighting against those on the side on the banner that she favoured; No doubt, the game was happening on the good side also, otherwise, it wouldn't have allowed her to do such a massacre.

Diavolo felt Kitsune's emotions, and though the sorrow was overbearing, he could sense a bit of... Relief? Serenity? Was it because she felt back at home, he wondered? But was a home truly that with so much war? Still, he understood the necessity of such a carnage - The irony of bringing peace through war was not lost on him, especially considering the endless wars Devildom also had with the Celestial Realm. Regardless, watching his beautiful little fox so valiantly fighting with all of her might had compelled him into joining - He had been stressed out with work for a while, might as well let loose a little and act as the human warlord that he was supposed to be. With a low chuckle, he snatched another sword from a corpse and motioning with a hand for the others to follow, they started their own little fight also.

There was a man there, a pixelated human, dressed in heavy black and gold and red armor, slashing away at the enemies threatening his country's and people's peace, yet for a split second, he allowed his eyes to wonder at the woman with the long flame-like mane and how she was aiding them, out of nowhere. They had killed her horse, yet she was able to jump off before it fell, and she picked the musket from the ground, aiming... At him? But he didn't fall - Instead, the bullet went right by the side of his head, and the gasp of a dying man was heard right behind him. "Be more careful. People are depending on you." the woman snapped at him, running by his side. He watched, mesmerised, as she transformed into a kitsune, her numerous, large tails fanning around, acting as a shield from the enemies, and she created searing blasts of blue fox-fire that scorched down enemies who dared approach.

The demons had no clue how long this fight lasted, yet by the time it ended, they were tired as never before. "Gee, Kitsune, I'm BEAT!" Mammon fell to the ground, as they gathered by her side. 

"Yeah, me too. Physical work isn't for me." Levi, too, allowed himself to topple over.

"When you are fighting for your life, and of your whole kingdom, you do not feel the exhaustion." she spoke nonchalantly, wiping the bloody sword between her arm and forearm, like a samurai, before sheathing it.

"You, woman, are they your companions?" the man she had rescued took off his helmet, revealing a messy flock of beautiful dark hair. The man had other worldly handsomeness, his eyes were pitch black and sharp, his jaw was chiseled masculine, and the arrogant smirk on his face only made him even more attractive.

"Yes, I suppose you may say so, My Lord." she was able to answer, though the demons weren't happy with the way her eyes were sparkling so fascinated by the man.

"It was good you came when you did. You saved my life, and I owe you my thanks." his voice was so low and velvety that it made her legs want to give up. Diavolo understood why she was so easily enchanted by him, this man was the definition of a proper Lord, and he could respect that. In a way, he had the aura of a perfect fusion between himself and Lucifer, yet he didn't like that thought at all. "Why are they staring with such bewilderment?"

"They do not know who you are, My Lord." Kitsune's voice was uncharacteristically tender. 

"You saved me without knowing who I am? Not expecting reward or favour?" he seemed genuinely shocked by such concept. "So be it, I shall tell you my name. I am the man who will rule all under the sun--" he began, but was cut off by Mammon's whining.

"Nah, man, shut up already! We don't care who you are, we just wanna rest and eat a little, y'know? We fought hard as hell today, knowing your name won't do anything to me." Kitsune's head snapped in horror at the idiotic demon.

"What?" the lord blinked, not having expected such an outburst from a simple foot soldier. "You have curious companions, woman. No one has ever dared speak so impudently to me before."

"Oh, man, he sounds like Lucifer." Levi groaned.

"You idiots, just shut up already." Satan growled at them.

Panicked, Kitsune quickly fell to her knees, bowing her head at the man - Such submissiveness was shocking to the demons. "Forgive them, My Lord, they are fools, they do not know who they are speaking to. They serve as nothing but the entertainment of our Prince, yet they are simple half-wits. I plead to you, forgive them." 

The Lord let out a low chuckle that reminded the demons of Lucifer's menacing tone, watching as he crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin and tilting it up. "You interest me, woman. You have the bravery and strength of a man, yet the beauty and grace of a Princess, and even your hands are delicate as though you have only ever played cards with other noblewomen and applied make up." he picked her hands firmly, helping her get up to her feet. "You have valiantly saved me from mine enemies - You have become my lucky charm. How would you like to rule the world by my side?"

All the demons gasped collectively hearing the bold statement. Kitsune's heart stopped in place, and she could only gaze starstruck at the man holding her so tenderly to his chest. She couldn't help but feel like a cute little maiden again, like a real woman, and she found herself blushing, yet unable to tear her eyes away from him. She was so in love, that she forgot entirely this was not a game, and she believed it a second chance at re-living her most passionate love. "I would love to." everyone's protests fell on deaf ears, as the two only had eyes for each other.

"HEY, GET YOUR FILTHY HANDS OFF HER! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!" Mammon was the only one capable of protesting, despite his brothers hitting him to shut up.

"Ah, correct, I suppose I have been so enchanted by this kitsune woman that I failed to introduce myself." he barked a laugh. "I am the Lord of Azuchi Castle and the Daimiyo of Owari, Oda Nobunaga, The Demon King of the Sixth Heaven!"  hearing his title of a Lord, though it didn't make much sense as they didn't know history nor geography of ancient human times, made them keep silent for a little while. "Give me your name and introduce your companions." he looked down at the woman who tried so hard not to swoon.

"I do not have a name, My Lord. I was born an orphan, centuries ago, and remained as such... Until now." his eyes widened in surprise.

"Then what is it that they call you?" he tried again.

"By my race, I suppose. Look, there is a kitsune there, after her. Kill that kitsune, she is evil. Burn the kitsune before she brings us misfortune." she smiled wryly.

"What, no, don't say that, you're not evil! You're my friend." Levi whined lowly.

"I see you wear the taunts and insults of the lesser as a badge of pride. As the Lord of Owari and the future unifier of Japan, I am going to make you a Princess. Kitsunehime. They will know your name far and wide, the kitsune who saved Oda Nobunaga, the Shogun of Japan." for the first time since they've met her, the demons witnessed tears escaping from those beautiful green eyes of hers, and streaming down her pale cheeks - Yet that smile was so gentle, so... So happy, as never before, not even with Diavolo himself. She felt light, and floating with bliss. It was as shocking as everything that Satan did in Lucifer's body. 

"Serving you is my entire life, My Lord. I would love nothing more than to live my entire life by your side, and should that not be possible, then death may drag me down to hell." she declared, melting in the man's arms. "Allow me to introduce my companions to you, My Lord." she cleared her throat, subtly wiping away the tears. "These are Lord Diavolo and Lord Lucifer."

"Ah, yes, our fathers were allied before you castles fell to the Uesugi-Takeda alliance. It is good meeting old allies." Nobunaga nodded his head at them.

"This is Satan, their royal physician, Leviachan the Vassal, and StupidMammon the... Jester turned Ashigaru." Kitsune continued the introductions.

"Hey, what the hell is a Ashi-whatever?! And who allowed you to call me a jester?! I'm THE Great Mammon!" the greed demon got a sucker-punch to the liver by Lucifer.

Nobunaga laughed at the display. "I can see why you keep such a hilarious and deviant soldier by your side." he declared before whistling, and a horse by. "We shall return back to the castle. I can only assume you all know how to ride. Have your servants get the horses left without an owner and we shall depart." he said, before seeing the woman nuzzle her face to his black horse's. "I see even my horse has taken a liking to you. In that case, you may name him."

"Kage." obviously she named the horse once, and she will name it a second time also. 

"Mammon, Levi, go get the horses." Lucifer ordered them, and though not without protesting, the two ran to the horses... And everyone had to watch them struggle, yell, shout in fear and get chased around by the poor animals.

"I see your servants are not as efficient in their duties as they are at joking." the Lord of Owari barked a laugh.

"Honestly, they are hopeless fools." Lucifer sighed, depressed.

Kitsune shook her head in disbelief and ran by their sides, grabbing the reins of the horses and stopping them in their tracks before appeasing them. She easily delivered two of them, before getting another for Satan also. Normally, servants like Mammon wouldn't have a horse, but this time, he would ride with Lucifer, while Levi rides with Satan. Diavolo had to watch with a pained heart as Kitsune was so easily helped up on the horse by the human Lord and was resting back on his chest for the whole duration of the ride to the Castle.

He had enough time to think about his feeling and how much he wanted Kitsune to be his lover, and seeing her like this only re-enforced that desire for her. He didn't take her blind love for the human Lord as an attack, but for desperation.

She loved this man for centuries, and even preferred death instead of an eternity without him, yet he was capable of switching her views and was slowly encouraging her to find a passion for living again. He was proud of herself, and happy that he was able to get his feelings across to her so well that it changed something inside of her shattered heart - He was capable of mending it.

Watching the unfulfilled love story only served as proof of Kitsune's endless well of love, and soon, it would be he she would swoon over and no one else. With this game, he was finally able to see why Lord Oda Nobunaga was her reason for living, and what happened that completely destroyed the woman that was 'kitsune'.  To think that her name was actually just her race and she was never truly given a real name was shocking to him, but now it only made sense, why she claimed to have been alone since birth, an orphan, unwanted by the world.

Once they arrived at the grandiose castle, they hadn't the time to rest, but Nobunaga had them sit at a council with other intimidating Lord. Thankfully, Mammon was far too tired to comment much, and possibly scared to hell also, so the meeting went on with no disruption as it normally should be.

Servants had pillows added for the five other demons to sit on, and another one, more comfortable, for Kitsune, who was to seat in front of one of the two rows created by the men, to the Lord's left, facing Lord Toyotomi who was always on Nobunaga's right. The Lord of Owari was seated in his usual place, a step above the others, and lazily fanning himself with his golden fan. The pressure was high, and although Diavolo, Lucifer and Satan felt normal and not intimidated in the slightest, Mammon and Levi were feeling the strong pressure from the war leaders.

"Henceforth, you will reside in this castle and give your services to me." Nobunaga spoke, as though he was giving an edict. "Lord Diavolo and Lord Lucifer and guests here, and will be continuing to attend the war councils. The same privilege will be given to Princess Kitsune. Satan may be allowed to study and practice at his leisure. Leviachan and StupidMammon are to answer to their Lords."

"My Lord, you cannot--" Hideyoshi gasped loudly, looking at his Lord. "You cannot have a woman attend the war council. What does she know of war? Of politics? Women are not educated, even noblewomen. They cannot read, they cannot write."

"You don't seem to be bothered by my man's words, Kitsune." the Lord chuckled, a mischievous smirk on his face.

"Kitsune, you said? Kitsune? Truly? Hear that, Hideyoshi, now you have not only Mitsuhide, but her to be aware of also!" the one with the eyepatch, Masamune, laughed loudly.

"My Lord, please, I beg you, reconsider!" poor Hideyoshi pleaded to his Lord, earning a few chuckles.

"The lion does not concern itself with the opinion of sheep, My Lord." Kitsune smiled enigmatically. "Ashigaru." her smirk only amused them, though Hideyoshi had to be held down by two of the Lords.

"It seems our Princess managed to naturally charm our Lord. Perhaps she truly is a kitsune." Mitsuhide bemused.

"My Lord, can you really trust this waif you have just met?" Ieyasu asked, looking with distrust at her.

"If it is Lord Nobunaga's decision, I am sure he thought it over well." Mitsunari pointed out.

"This woman saved me in war. She is my lucky charm and will be ruling by my side." the Lord shut them all up.

"If I may be allowed to speak - How am I to serve you, My Lord?" the woman asked in a gentle yet stern voice.

"Your only duty is to stay nearby. That is what I need of you. You will be my lucky charm as I unify this nation and all that lies beyond." he smirked. "Once I unify this country and bring peace to it, I will wife you." the bashful look on her face was so adorable, so innocent - If only they knew how it would disappear forever. "From now on you shall be known as a Princess from afar and will be treated as such. Spend your days on make up, or cards and games if it suits you." he continued. "Moreover, there is no need to ask for permission from anyone to speak or do whatever it is that you want to do."

"You are most benevolent, My Lord. I thank you for your favours." it felt so peculiar to the demons, seeing the otherwise introverted and defiant Kitsune being so lost in the magic on this Lord, as though Asmodeus charmed some human and was manipulating it.

What felt like days in the game, in the real world, no second passed. For the first time in his life, Mammon actually had to work, and Levi had to speak to other people. Satan was the happiest, having tomes and books of all kinds to study, whilst Lucifer was trying to accommodate Diavolo. The Prince wondered if anyone could tell that his eyes were constantly lingering on the diligent princess who was working day and night as the chatelaine of the castle, or helping Satan and Ieyasu with medicine making; She'd go help Mammon with the horses or show Levi how to instruct the peasants to sword-fight.  During war councils, Diavolo was smiling, hearing her ideas revolutionary for those times, and she was so bold and righteous - He wasn't blind to the way women of those times were treated; worse than slaves and animals alike - But despite all the prejudices of that place, Lord Nobunaga cherished her like a precious jewel. He was a true man, a true Lord, a true peace-bringer, and Diavolo found himself rooting for this man, almost forgetting his premature demise. His leadership was above all, and he understood why so many powerful Lords wanted to support his cause.

For a long time, Diavolo was asking himself though, whether this experience would only serve as a suicide-wish for Kitsune, who was bitterly reminded of her never-ending love for the man, or if she would see again that her heart was capable of beating again, and she would accept him and his love for her. He watched the woman curl up so shamelessly to the Lord, being so tender and lovey-dovey - He was supposed to romantically pursue her in this game, but he hadn't the heart to interfere in her fairy tale love story.

Even Mammon, who was the most lovesick over Kitsune, felt unable to even stay around her. She just looked so perfect, grinning without a care in the world, being carried around by him, dancing and singing for him, even playing the zither. They were all mesmerised at the huge difference between their Kitsune and this Kitsune, as though it was a completely different person.

And even during the grand banquet where she surprised the Lord with a beautiful, mystifying dance, wearing the most beautiful dress and accessories - She sang and danced to the song of the zither played by Hideyoshi's wife, only for Nobunaga to raise from his seat and whip out his flute, continuing the song. With only his tune playing, they watched Kitsune's graceful moves, every wave of her hands and every twitch of her fingers, every twirl and every swoon of her fluid body, only to end up with their faces so close, so intimate -

They were so close to kissing, but they needn't. Everyone could feel the overflowing love surrounding them. They didn't even need to touch each other to see how radiating their smiles was, and the sparkles from their eyes were brighter than even the stars on the night sky. Oh, how Diavolo wished he would one day end up with a love so pure, so genuine, just like this. It was no wonder she didn't care about his own Princely status, when she walked equally by the side of a leader such as him, it was in her heart, leading, being a Princess, bettering the realm she was governing - And she was bloody good at it. She was finally at home, and she belonged.

He loved seeing her so charismatic, always smiling, always laughing, helping out the poor, healing the broken, leading the lost - Unlike the aloof, introverted Kitsune from the Devildom, she was so sociable here, and although her speech was just as formal, it felt natural and jovial. He hoped he would be able to make her feel comfortable enough to make her feel less guarded, less on the edge. She had the very same problem that Lucifer often faced, but at least with her, Diavolo felt he could break through.

The five demons completely forgot why they even got into the game, or that it was supposed to bring together Satan and Lucifer; Somehow, they actually got used to this world... Or, rather some of them, considering Mammon was constantly whining about his work, and Levi hated the social interaction... Although he did like that he felt again like the Great Navy Captain.

The end of the game came by faster than anticipated, and although Nobunaga said he'd wife Kitsune as soon as he unifies the country, he was unable to resist, and he made the ceremony in secret, by the Wisteria tree, when the Sun was setting, and the sky was most beautiful, in shades that the Devildom will never be capable of recreating. Diavolo almost felt jealous on this gift that only the humans had - Forever night in Hell, Forever day in Heaven - And a mix of both, turning into magnum opus, in the human world.

Kitsune was wearing the most beautiful, white shiromuku - What he could only guess was a traditional wedding dress; And Nobunaga too, was wearing his most Lordly garments, though they had no priests to officiate the marriage. It was only Kitsune and Nobunaga, under the Wisteria tree, with the five demons there, prepared to toast with sake cups.

"I have been married once, and that woman tried to poison me. My child with her rebelled and got himself killed. I had a consort, who fed her traitor father information on me, and I killed her. The other concubine ran away after having a dim-witted son, and the last one died in childbirth. All these women, yet only you are by my side, offering me your heard and devotions endlessly. I have never met a woman such as yourself, so brilliant and eager to govern the country so efficiently. The days spent with you at my side have been the most fruitful for myself and the people also. Kitsune - You are the sole woman who was capable of capturing my heart, and it is yours alone to hold." Nobunaga declared, holding Kitsune's hands gingerly, caressing her delicate face, vibrating with sheer glee.

"You are the only one to hold my heart, Nobunaga... The only man that I will ever love. The only man for whom I would wage war and burn down countries to the ground. I would lay down my life a thousand times, just to have another day spent in your arms. There is nothing in this world that could hold me away from you, not God, not the Devil, not even Death itself. You are my whole world and my entire reason for living. Without you, life has no meaning. You are my home." the scene was so romantic that it even got Mammon and Levi crying, as though they were watching some movie.

When the groom was finally supposed to kiss his most beloved bride, Nobunaga cupped Kitsune's face gingerly and leaned it...

A collective group of loud gasps and yells was heard, and Kitsune's snow-white dress was splattered with the crimson blood of her beloved, painting the crimson spider lilies of death all over her very being. Behind Nobunaga was a monk the impaled the Lord of Owari, slashing him where he stood. Kitsune cried out his name, holding him in her arms. "My love, no, don't die -- You can't -- You can't..."

"I should have know... Those impertinent Buddhist warrior monks were going to... Destroy everything..." he coughed blood. It was Diavolo who first reacted, taking out his sword and furiously slashing away at the enemy. "Kitsune... You may be a woman... But the others... They will follow you." he continued, despite his face contorting in agony. "Lead our people, Kitsune... You can do it... Unify the country... Bring them peace and... Equality... Save them from themselves..." 

"I cannot do it without you. I am powerless, I am useless... I can't... I do not have the heart to, not without you." just like in a Greek tragedy play, or the story of Romeo and Juliet, Kitsune's tears were rapidly falling down, sobbing as she was tightly gripping on the still warm body of her beloved.

"Yes... You can... Do it. For me. Promise me that you will." he brought up his face with a decrepit hand, and though he knew in his heart that she won't do it, he wanted to hear her one more time.

"Alright. I promise. I would do anything for you." she choked out through the tears.

"Kitsune - I want you to end it for me." she remained breathless. "I am in agony, and my consciousness is slipping away. End my suffering. Please, my love. End it."

With a trembling hand, Kitsune reached out to Nobunaga's waist and took the short sword from its sheath before tilting up his upper body. "Though your body is dead, your legacy remain alive, and your heart is forever mine. Though my body will live, my legacy dies here, and my heart is forever yours. I am yours, and you are mine, for as long as our world continues existing." she leaned her forehead to his own tenderly. "You are the love of my life and the sole reason for living that I have, Nobunaga. I love you." and with the last declaration of love, Kitsune pulled Nobunaga into a deep kiss, keeping his mind away from the thrust of the dagger in his heart, abruptly ending his existence.

Though the demons were all expressing their sadness through graveyard silence, Lucifer was the single once unable to watch the heartbreaking scene. He couldn't help but remember the time when Lilith died in his arms, and his heart ached another wave. Mammon and Levi were crying, gripping on each other, and Diavolo cursed himself once again for having been so forceful with her previously.

Lucifer and his brothers were mourning thousands of years after Lilith's death, and they still haven't gotten over it - It wasn't easy asking Kitsune to get over the man that she lost her sense of present over - The second she saw this pixelated version of him, she completely forgot he wasn't real, or that this wasn't truly her home, centuries ago. He couldn't even blame her - What he witnessed scarred even him. Sudden cheers and rapid footsteps were heard, and another army of warrior monks coming their way. With one swift move, Kitsune burnt away Nobunaga's body with her fox fire and got up, throwing the dagger away. Her angry glare could put to shame even Satan's, as she snatched the paper hat and all her accessories, and ripped the shiromuku with all its padding, leaving only the light undergarment dress at the base.

"It was you who took him away from me the first time, and you who took him away a second time. I was a coward, running away, on the night of my wedding, allowing him to sacrifice himself to save me... And now, again, on the evening of my wedding, I have to watch the love of my life take his last breath in my arms." she bitterly growl, everything burning around the kitsune. "I will disintegrate all of you. I will do away with the whole Buddhist sect, whether they are innocent or otherwise. You are all dead and you shall feel the wrath of the Lord of Owari." they watched as the woman, looking like a malevolent onryo, sprinted in a ball of fox-fire in the middle of the army and slashed them away, ripping them apart as though it was her the demon.

"WORSHIP ME!" she cried out, in a voice raw with rage. "DIE FOR YOUR CRIME OF DEFYING THE HOUSE OF ONE HUNDRED DEMONS, AND REPENT IN THE AFTERLIFE!" an inextinguishable bright blue blaze cremated the monks where they stood. "THERE ARE NONE BEFORE ME, AND WILL BE NONE AFTER ME!" when there was none standing, and the breeze was carrying away the ashes of the army, Kitsune screamed blasphemy up in the sky, so loud and with such torment, that they were sure even those from the castle could hear. "I AM THE DEMON KING OF THE SIXTH HEAVEN, ODA NOBUNAGA!" 

Her wail resounded throughout Japan, only anguish, only suffering, carried away with every leaf, every bit of water and every wind blowing - Every living being had to know her pain, and they all had to pay for everything that Kitsune was forced to endure. A disembodied voice called out, as confetti were thrown at them unceremoniously and completely anti-climatic."MISSION COMPLETE! Congratulations, Game complete!" and they found themselves being teleported back into Levi's room. But none celebrated their return, and what was worse, Lucifer and Satan were switched once again. They daren't speak a word, instead, they all looked cautiously at the depressed woman whose head was hung. They needn't any particular ability to discern what kind of feelings were tormenting her. "And thus, the Demon King and the Asura died together. Happy end." they heard her lifeless mutter as she exited the room and walked aimlessly out of the House.

Somehow, Kitsune ended up on one high hill, close to the mountains, and it started to rain heavily - In fact, it was outright pouring cats and dogs, but at least now it made no difference between he crying and wailing, and the wetness of the rain and the slapping sound of the water hitting the hard ground. 

Hours she spent there, just whimpering her soul away, so caught up in her own misery that she didn't realise when the rain stopped falling on her - Or rather, that there was stopping it from hitting her any longer. "You will get sick."

"I have not gotten ill in seven centuries." she replied emptily. "Leave home, Little Prince. There is nothing but misery and hopelessness to be found here. You belong to the light, and I am stuck at the bottom of the ocean."

"I have always been proud of how good of a swimmer I've always been." his joke went on deaf ears. With a sigh, Diavolo enchanted the umbrella to stay above their heads as he took off his blazer and placed it over her shoulders, bringing her into a tight embrace to his chest. "Tell me about him."

"I thought you would resent me after what happened in the game. I have spent the entirety of my time with a man made by a computer." her fingers were gripping painfully hard on his loose black shirt.

"I could never resent you for loving someone, Kitsune." he said. "It was rather refreshing, seeing you so happy for once. I wish I could see that beautiful smile of your again, yet this time, addressed to me."

"I wish the same, Diavolo. Trust me, I do. But... Fuck... This was so painful... So, so painful... I was I was going to suffocate there. I thought I was going to lose my mind. I feel so awful that I want someone to rip the heart out of my chest and end it all. I want everything to end so badly... But I do not want life to end, but this pained existence. It is the only thing that I have known for so long... Torment and void." she sobbed pitifully, nuzzled in his chest.

"Allow me to take away your pain, Kitsune. Please, know that I want to make you happy, and the way I saw you in the game - Kitsune, you are not broken. You are still capable of living, of loving - You just need a safe place to grow and allow yourself kindness again." he kissed her forehead. "Take my hand, Kitsune. Allow me to take your pain. Allow me to help you. You have less than two months until your birthday." she was gripping onto his flesh so tightly, that he wondered whether she would be able to rip it from his bones; It was fine though, her torment was going to end soon.

"... I was playing the flute and dancing on the sheen of the lake one night. At that lake, by the wisteria tree. Fireflies were everywhere, the water mirrored with diamonds from the silver light of the moon, and the lotus flowers were brightly glowing. He... He was so young back then... And he found me there, in all the glory of a kitsune... And he declared so boldly that he has never seen a woman so beautiful, and that he was determined to make me his wife." Diavolo attentively listened to the tender way with which she was remembering her lover.

The way he taught her how to ride a horse, how she danced for him, sang for him, how they governed the provinces, how he'd get her all the most beautiful and expensive clothes and accessories, how he'd make her laugh with his eccentric personality, how just he was, how he strove for peace and equality. Everything he did, everything about him, everything that Nobunaga was, captured Kitsune's heart forever.

"He had no more patience and wanted to officially marry me, despite all the complaints from the elders. How could he marry a kitsune? A monster? A yokai, of all things, when there were endless beautiful princesses to choose from. So... Before another war, we decided to go away at a temple, only the two of us, without any of the Lords or guards or retinue. It was just us. We planned to officiate and consummate our marriage, after so many years together..." Kitsune sighed with another broken sob.

"But we had been betrayed... By one of our own. It was Mitsuhide. He sold us to the Buddhist monks, and they came over, burnt the temple and attacked us. I was not as strong as I was back then, I had barely gotten my fifth tail after all... I could not fight more than two hundred warrior monks." she took a few breaths to keep her voice under control.

"He told me to run away. There was no way that he could escape, but at least me, I could stay alive and continue what he started. I ran away... Abandoned him there to die... And returned to Azuchi to tell all the other Lords loyal to him what happened. In nine days, Hideyoshi managed to kill and parade Mitsuhide's head for all to see, and he became the first real unifier of Japan. In spite of all this, it was Ieyasu that I helped more. I always got along better with him. I went to war with him, delivered his children, befriended his wives... Helped him reform the Shogunate and rule Japan justly." she continued her tale.

"However, after his death, I was not welcomed there anymore, despite of all the development. I was too depressed to carry on, and with no more wars to allow my anger to leak, I decided to join the shinto shrines and become a priestess. And, well... Considering I have been ruling over them for four centuries, I have done a good job, not only as the Guuji, but to numb my heart also."

"Anyone would be devastated after everything that you have gone through. You are not alone anymore, Kitsune. You have me, and you have the brothers; They all care for you dearly, I hope you don't forget that. You may always rely on us." he kissed her face, soothing her.

"Dia... It is not easy, allowing myself to go through the same pain as before... It is frightening. It truly is... And in such a short time... I did not realise I had so little time left... And even to this day, I have not disclosed to you the condition to becoming a Tenko." she admitted bashfully. Diavolo shifted her body so she would comfortably sit on his lap, flushed against his chest, so-so close to his body. His large hands cupped her face, his thumbs wiping away the stray tears gleaming down her cheeks. There was beauty in sadness, he once heard, and although he hated seeing her cry from sorrow, all those tears were statement of her emotions overflowing from her darling heart. "Will you trust me with that knowledge?" he wondered what that precious secret was, that she couldn't meet his eyes, and her cheeks were flustered so. She gingerly placed her hands over his chest and leaned in to whisper in his ear. "You must remain a maiden until the day of your ascension."  Diavolo's grip tightened a little, unconsciously, at the thought of Kitsune being this innocent little maiden, saving herself for marriage, like the angelic rules dictated to harshly, decades ago, in the human world. Such a silly concept always amused the demons, who were hedonistic and self-indulgent by nature. The heat of lust and desire started scorching away at his whole body, and Diavolo felt the need to rip away all of his clothes and throw himself in the glacial lake.

Flashes of her body, laying down on the silks of his bed, whimpering and sighing underneath him, calling out his name so tenderly, so absent with pleasure. He wanted her. He desired he. He was lustful, he was in love. His mind was hazy, and were it not for his powerful self-control, he would have claimed her then and there. Instead, he carefully tilted her face up and leaned in, capturing her luscious soft lips like morning dew on the petals of a rose. So sweet, so tender, so loving.

"Give me your mornings, give me your sun, and when it sets, give me your dark nights too, 'cause I am ready for anything from you. I want to hold you in love, rage, melancholy or misery; And though the seasons of my heart may change, I will still be holding you just the same, for you call yourself heartless, yet you have the most gentle of hearts, and I love you for being so ashamed of showing it."

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[misc-obeyme]

second ten pull I got luke, Lucifer, and belphie, so this is me blessing everyone's pulls 🙏💪 may your boys come home in 20 pulls or less !!!

BUT ALL I WANT IS LEVI AND I GOT LUCIFER AGAIN, AND THEN SIMEON. 50 PULLS TOTAL SO FAR BUT TECHNICALLY I'M INVESTING BECAUSE I GOTTA WIN THE VOUCHERS BACK AND MAKE IT TO BOX FOUR FOR MAMMON'S OUTFIT

also the event ssr with thirteen and asmo like... I am on my KNEES and DROOLING AND NO BETTER BECAUSE SHE LOOKS SO HOT AND PRETTY AND I'M AKWKWJDJF. she's wearing an outfit with stars and moon detailing, LIKEEE ONE CHANCE PLEASE MA'AM

this was the universe making today up to me because work was bad today and i cried in front of everyone 😭 I've just been pushing myself too hard/out of my comfort zone a lot training in framing these two weeks. Unfortunately my coworker trying to rp a difficult framing customer so i could design an order was what broke the dam (i still feel terrible because he felt so bad)💀

they're requiring managers to learn basics now, but framing always terrified me and i avoided it before they required it. BUT i am learning more than the basics, as scary as it is, out of SPITE and because I want to negotiate more pay. The company is fucked silly and doesn't want to pay me more for being bilingual either. My old coworkers tell me to not utilize that skill if they won't compensate me but I can't find it in me to do that. Like customers shouldn't have to suffer because of a poor company decision, it's not fair. Especially when i see the relief on their faces knowing I can speak spanish, and having seen my own parents struggles when I was younger.

That took a complete 180 I'm so sorry 😭 i hope i don't work sunday because i really wanna ramble about mc's mortality and stuff, THE IDEAS ARE RATTLING IN MY BRAIN

- ✨ anon

WOOO that is some good luck!!

I have pulled an unfortunate amount of times, but so far only Luke has come home. I wasn't really aiming for anyone in particular, I just wanted cheat cards lol. Though I would love to get Simeon, Levi, or Lucifer...

OKAY that Thirteen SSR is honestly giving me so much life, I can't even BEGIN to describe. She looks absolutely STUNNING. I mean, I didn't think anybody could upstage Asmo, but yo... Thirteen is giving him a run for his money~

Ah, now see, all companies are fucked. Due to being in the workforce for many years, I know this to be true. My advice? If they won't pay you for being bilingual, find a new job that will. I obviously don't know your entire situation, but my experience is that most companies will never pay you more for things you're already doing. If you find another job, you can give them your two weeks notice and let them give you a counteroffer where they pay you what you're worth. You might not even need to leave, but if they don't give you what you want, you still have another job.

Of course you understand your own situation best. In the end, you have to make the right decision for yourself. I hope things work out! I believe in you!

Also no worries, you're free to talk about anything you like! I would love to hear about your MC mortality ideas!

[itzcherrybonbon]

Obey Me OC: Makoto Gushiken ~ ✰

[The design is innacurate in Gacha but- just take it-]

-"Age?"

-"I'm 20!"

-"Birthday?"

-"July 3rd"

-"Nationality?"

-"Japanese!"

-"Sexuality?"

-"I'm straight, but I do support LGBTQ fellows!"

-"What about your pronouns?"

-"She/Her..?"

-"Things you're fond of?"

-"Wellll, I really like chocolate, photography, diving into mysteries and solving them, haunted places, nice and kind of airheads type of people..like Mammon, otome games..And I'm a huge fan of roses, dresses and cute aesthetics. Let's see, what else..Oh, I also really love mythology, especially Greek mythology. I hope I didn't forget to mention anything else..-"

-"How about things you dislike?"

-"I dislike messes, a lot. I always make sure to keep my room clean and everything to stay organized. I also really want to stay away from rude, disrespectful assholes. The nerve some people have..Lucky for them, I'm patient with others. And very much a pacifist. I don't want to get myself in too much trouble. Another thing I hate are..well, guns. The sound of them also..Loud noises in general trigger me. Oh, and I can't really handle alcohol or spice well-"

-"Favorite song?"

-"Hmm, Jenny by Studio Killers!"

-"Thoughts on everybody?"

-"This will be long..Well, I'm gonna start with:"

Diavolo

"Well, I'm really fond of him! I love spending time with him whenever I can. He's such a gentleman, I respect him and look up to him a lot. His friendly attitude reminds me of how protective my dad is..Ahh, I miss home.."

Lucifer

"I don't know how to feel about him. I don't even know if I should trust him..First he protected me from Levi and..just when it seemed we were somewhat on the right foot, he nearly killed me. I probably shouldn't have stepped in, but I had to protect Beelzebub and Luke! Had it not been for Diavolo that day, I wouldn't be here right now. Ever since then, I've been even more uncomfortable and wary of Lucifer."

Mammon

"Assigned to keep an eye on me? More like the complete opposite, I've become this airhead's babysitter ever since I've stepped foot here. For some reason he spends more time in my room than in his, he's even beginning to sleep here now. If I didn't know any better, I'd say he likes me. A lot. That's cute..

To be honest, it's true that he may be kind of stupid, but that still doesn't give the others the right to treat him this badly. I hate it when the others call him names, jokingly or not. So I've been giving Mammon validation ever since. He gave me a nickname too, the guy has been calling me "Maki" a lot recently. Well, isn't that sweet..♡ "

Leviathan

"I'm still trying to get closer to Levi, I think the pact we made is a good start to a nice friendship? He's kind of hard to get along with, but I'm sure he'll open up eventually! I'll keep trying to get into more anime and be extra nice to him! Looking forward to playing videogames together one day. The day of the competition though..When he turned into his demon form and tried to kill me..That was really scary, but I was kinda asking for it, right..? I'm grateful Lucifer saved me. At this point, I've had near death experiences twice in a row. I'm scared for the future, I might not be so lucky next time. But, I'm determined to go back when this all ends and see my parents, so no way I'm going to die here!"

Satan

"We're not that close yet, I'm trying to decide whether or not it's a good idea to trust him. The guy is as mysterious as a snake, I can't tell what he's plotting in his mind. But I know I need to be close to him somehow, how else am I going to make a pact with him? Anywho..he seems like the second most mature and smartest beside Lucifer. In that case, this will be harder than I thought."

Asmodeus

"For the Avatar of Lust..Asmo is really sweet, actually. I really like his company! And he's really good at doing his make-up, maybe he can give me some tips? I'm positive we can get along really well, as far as I've seen he's really such a sweetheart!"

Beelzebub

"Honestly, I think he's another one of my favorite people here. He just..reminds me so much of Kuro..

...

Beel is really sweet..For some reason it breaks my heart when he says "I'm hungry" everytime. I don't want him to starve, even though he's just like that because he's the Avatar of Gluttony. I make sure to share every snack I get with him, I know he'll appreciate that a lot. Being in his presence makes me feel like Kuro is still here with me..heh.."

Belphegor

"Hmph..I'm genuinely not surprised to hear about how he got locked up there, knowing how Lucifer is. I am determined to help him, he deserves better than this. And Beel deserves to see his twin again, it's unfair for them to be separated like this. Sometimes I wonder if Lucifer ever thinks about the happiness of his younger siblings. Because this isn't what older brothers are supposed to do. I hope he learns his mistake once Belphegor talks to him..I'd really love to see all the brothers get along like true siblings, and actually show respect to eachother. I trust Belphegor, I think he knows what he's doing.."

Barbatos

"I don't really have much of an opinion on him, unfortunately..- We haven't interacted much. I hope it's okay to trust him."

Simeon

"He's really friendly, and our interactions have gone pretty well! He seems to be fond of me, a lot. But despite that, he's also got this mysterious aura..I'm not sure if I'm just being paranoid or my instincts are right. Guess I'll stick around and find out."

Luke

"He's really adorable, and very much talkative..A little too talkative..But hey, that's okay. I know he's a reliable kid, and trustworthy for all the matter! I'm just a human, but I'm going to protect him and try to be there as much as I can. To me, he's already like a little brother! I adore him a lot"

Solomon

"Something about Solomon feels rather off, if you ask me..I'm glad I'm not the only human here but..I wonder if it's okay for me to trust him? Though, our friendship so far is going pretty well. Then..maybe I'm just being paranoid. Come on, Makoto, keep up the positivity! Me and Solomon make a good duo, I'm glad about that! When we go back to earth, will we still be friends I wonder..?"

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Fun facts:

-Makoto's mother is a paranormal investigator, and her father is a private detective. She learned a few things from the both of them, and this is the reason she shows interest in mysteries and haunted places.

TW TW TW TW TW!! TW FOR MENTION OF SCHOOL SHOOTING AND DEATH

You have been warned!

-Makoto had a little brother, 4 years younger than her. His name was Kuro. Sadly, the school Makoto and Kuro attended was suddenly shot one day. While they were trying to escape, a masked man found them and pointed his gun at the children. Kuro stepped in to protect his older sister and got shot in the head, and another time in the stomach. Makoto got shot in the stomach. Before the man could shoot Makoto a second time, three policeman had surrounded the man and arrested him.

The injured kids were taken to the hospital immediately. Makoto survived, but Kuro didn't make it. The Gushiken family was devastated, but Makoto struggled the most. Her parents took her to therapy, also taking the opportunity to get some therapy themselves. The homelife wasn't going well ever since Kuro's death. Makoto's mother started to drink, and her father tried to make his wife snap out of it by reminding her the tension in the house wasn't good for Makoto.

Makoto's mom soon found healthier ways to cope with the grief.

-Yes. Yes, Makoto does *like* like Mammon.

-Makoto is a fan of manga and small figurines, as well as telenovelas.

-She cares a lot about her looks, taking her time to style her hair and do her make-up. She likes staying pretty ♡

-Kuro used to ask his sister for food when their parents were too busy, so Makoto would make him snacks. She gets reminded of that bittersweet memory when she makes snacks or buys candy and shares them with Beel.

-Makoto always wanted to learn to play the piano. The piano is her favorite instrument.

-She's really, really touch starved. She wants to be hugged constantly and cuddle with someone, but is a little too shy to ask.

-Mako has stomach rolls, the baby is really insecure about them :(

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@amberheavendremurr Ding Dinggg! My MC's info is hereee! :33

Enjoy!

[darkleysgarden]

Meeting Lucifer

Ship: Mephimon

Words: 1425

Note: Also posted as day 17 of Ficmas.

Mammon bit his lip anxiously, gripping Mephisto's hand tightly.

Mephisto chuckled, gripping his hand back, kissing Mammon's cheek, "It's going to be okay, Mams. You're more anxious then I am."

Mammon groans, "Ya don't know my brothers like I do. Lucifer is extremely overprotective. He is never going to accept ya, or anyone else! Asmo brought home a super kind and successful man and it took Lucifer a year to even consider talking to him."

"I'm sure it will be fine," The purple-haired man rubbed his thumb across Mammon's hand.

"I'm glad ya think that," He sighed, "I really want them ta like ya. I love ya, Mephisto."

They leaned their heads together, relaxing into the uncomfortable chairs. The flight wouldn't land until early in the morning.

For now, they had to sleep as much as possible in hopes of not being exhausted when they land.

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Once they got off the plane, they quickly noticed Asmodeus. The strawberry blonde jumped up and down in excitement, running over to greet the couple.

Asmo squealed, "Aw! Aren't you handsome! I had no idea that Mammon actually had good taste in men!"

Mephisto chuckled as Mammon glared at his brother.

Asmo slapped Mammon's arm, "I'm just playing around! Let's get going. Everyone's eager to meet you. Oh, what was your name?"

"Mephistopheles," He answered, noticing Asmo's quizzical expression, he laughed and said, "Most people call me Mephisto. It's much easier."

Asmo holds out his hand, shaking the man's hand, "Alright! We should really leave now. My cars parked right outside."

He leads them to his car, opening the doors for them.

The drive was short, they made it to the large house fairly quickly.

Asmo let them out of the car, "Hopefully Lucifer hasn't murdered my fiance in the short time I've been gone."

A giggle left Asmo, but the notion made him slightly nervous and curious, "Wait, wait! Solomon's proposed?"

A large smile built of the boy's face, he held out his hand, showing off the ring, "Yup! And, oh, the ring is just gorgeous. It was such a romantic night."

"I see the looks on your faces," Asmo leaned forward, "Don't worry. Lucifer is extra harsh on me just because I've had more significant others and one night stands than he's had breaths in his life."

The three went inside, spotting people all around.

Asmo walked away to check on Solomon, the twins taking his place instead.

Beel held out his hand, "I'm Beelzebub! And this is Belphegor."

Mephisto shook his hand, "Hello, it's nice to finally meet you. I'm Mephistopheles, though you can call me Mephisto."

The twins nodded, Beel speaking again, "Make sure to treat Mammon well, okay?"

Mephisto smiled and nodded.

It didn't take long for them to run into the next family member.

Satan approached, "Are you Mammon's boyfriend?"

"Yes," Another friendly smile, "I'm Mephistopheles."

"What a nice name," Satan smiled, turning to Mammon, "Maybe you shouldn't take him to Lucifer. He's been upset about loosing his precious, favorite, baby brother to some random college kid. And I've had to live with him through it. He is not happy. Plus, Asmo's broken to news about the upcoming marriage next year. He's loosing all of his kids."

Mammon frowns, "Asmo's 19 now, I'm 24. He needs ta allow us to mature."

Satan rolls his eyes, "I'm 14 and still have a bedtime. He doesn't let up on anything. He's going to be overprotective until the day he dies. You could be 85 and he'd still be worried about you."

A groan leaves Mammon's lips, "He makes life so hard sometimes."

Satan then turns to the forgotten boyfriend who had been listening to the conversation the whole time, "Good luck. You'll need it."

The couple approached the kitchen, getting drinks. Mammon noticed a lone otaku sitting I'm the corner, he made sure to grab something for him as well.

Mammon dragged Mephisto along to meet Levi.

Levi curled up, hiding his face behind his Nintendo switch at the new face.

The two sat, "Hello, Levi. It's been awhile."

"Hello, Mammon," Levi mumbled.

"Are ya still living at home?" He questioned.

"Sadly," Leviathan sighed, pausing his game and moving the switch, "I need to beat the final boss known as getting hired first. I don't have enough money to buy or rent a place of my own."

"I'd say Lucifer's the real final boss," Mammon chuckled, "He attempted to sabotage both mine and Asmo's moves. I wonder why half our boxes suddenly went missing at the time of our move."

Levi laughed, "So....are you Mephisto?"

Mephisto nodded, "I see he's mentioned me by name to you."

"Yeah," Mammon laughed, "While I talk ta all of my brothers, Levi always gets the most detail. Then Satan and Asmo."

Lucifer entered the room.

"Uh, oh," Levi whispered, "Hope you've equipped the correct weapons, because the final boss is here!"

"So you're the one my brothers been mentioning," Lucifer calmly spoke in a way that made all of them shiver.

"Yes, sir," Mephisto replied politely, holding out a hand for Lucifer to shake.

Lucifer ignores the hand, "No need to fake politeness to impress me. How old are you?"

"25," He instantly answers, trying to stay on the man's good side.

"Ah," Lucifer thought, "Are you, perhaps, a bad influence on my little brother in any way."

Mammon cut in, "Luci, please let him be. He's a good guy, I promise."

Lucifer glares, "You have a cane. Are you injured?"

Mammon could see the annoyance on Mephisto's face from the questioning, "Frankly, I don't get why that's any of your business."

Mammon winces. This is going to end horribly.

"Frankly, it is my business," Lucifer glares harshly, "I deserve to know about the seemingly disrespectful man my little brother should not be dating."

"Luci-" He was cut off by Mephisto, "I am only acting 'disrespectful' because you are overprotective and lack respect. We like each other and that's all that matters. Or do you not care about Mammon's happiness."

Levi curled into himself, trying to hide from the line of fire.

Mammon stood up, joining his boyfriend and brother who were both already standing, "Guys, it's okay! Differences in personality, that's all! I'm sure ya guys would really like each other if ya talked things out! No need ta fight!"

The two glared at each other, Mephisto sitting back down, mumbling loudly, "You didn't warn me that your brother would be this much of a dick."

Lucifer scoffed, "You didn't warn me that your so-called boyfriend was a disrespectful imbecile."

Mephisto gasped, "Wow I didn't-"

"Stop!" Mammon yelled, "Stop fighting! Jesus.... I thought this was going to work out! How are ya already upset, Lucifer! Is this because of Asmo? Ya need ta grow up and let us grow up! And Mephisto, ya aren't any better! I told ya how hard Lucifer was ta please, and ya decided ta provoke him! It's been not even ten minutes and there's already an issue! Can we get along and just have a happy Christmas?"

Levi squeaked, worried about all the yelling.

"I'm bringing Meph to my room," Mammon glared, "I want you to calm down, Lucifer. At dinner, you both better treat each other kindly."

He dragged Mephisto back to his childhood room. They both sat on his bed.

It wasn't long until an awkward knock was heard on the door, "Come in."

Asmo awkwardly walked in, pulling Solomon along with him, "Lucifer's too overprotective for his own good."

"Yeah," Solomon spoke, "He still doesn't trust me."

"You're Asmo's boyfriend?" Asmo held his hand up, "Fiance."

Mephisto chuckled, "Sorry, fiance."

The majority of their time was spent sitting in am awkward silence. They did talk some.

Asmo laid against Solomon's shoulder, Mammon on Mephisto's.

Dinner was incredibly awkward. Everyone was either part of the argument or heard it. No one wanted to enrage Lucifer and consequently ruin Mammon's relationship with his boyfriend.

Over the whole visit, Mephistopheles and Lucifer never warmed up to each other.

Though, on a good note, everyone else loved him!

It stayed that way too. They never did like each other. But, they seemed to grow okay with that. It was almost playful how much they hated each other.

Lucifer still allowed Mephisto. He even gave him his blessing in marriage!

Even if they always hated each other, Mammon was still happy. Mephisto and Lucifer could always agree to do whatever made him happy, even if that was tolerating the other at their own expense.

[666writingcafe]

Strange Behavior

A Text Conversation Between MC and Solomon

MC: Asmo's acting weird.

Solomon: How so?

MC: Ever since Simeon and Luke arrived at the House, he's been spacing out frequently and looking rather sad, and yet whenever I ask him what's wrong, he brushes me off and quickly changes the topic, trying way too hard to seem upbeat.

Solomon: I see. Perhaps he's homesick.

MC: That's what I'm thinking. He probably doesn't feel right being here in the Devildom. Unfortunately, him returning to the Celestial Realm is out of the question.

Solomon: I can relate to Asmo on a certain level. While I miss the place where I was born sometimes, I've lived too long a life for it to still be recognizable to me. But unlike our demon friend, I'm not sure I want to go back even if it WAS the exact same place I left.

Solomon: The only reason I would is to witness the nature there one last time. It was the sort of place where the earth and the sky seemed to go on forever. The vast meadows, the deep blue sky, the shadows that fell over the valley...it was truly magical.

MC: If circumstances were different, I'd have liked to go visit it with you, but I understand if the memories are too painful to retread.

Solomon: *blushing crow sticker*

Solomon: The last time I was in my hometown was also when I first met Asmo. I'd come back home after being away for several decades, and I decided to pop in a local tavern to grab something to drink. Asmo was sitting at the bar, drunk beyond belief.

MC: Good or bad?

Solomon: ??

MC: Was he having a good time or not?

Solomon: OH!

Solomon: He was rather depressed. Apparently a human he'd been pursuing rejected him, and so he was sobbing uncontrollably. I couldn't help but feel sorry for him, so I tried talking to him. That was a choice I immediately regretted, because once he started talking, he just wouldn't stop, and I hadn't intended on staying at the tavern for very long.

MC: That sounds about right.

Solomon: The good news is that I was able to propose forging a pact with him, and the rest, as they say, is history.

MC: *shocked crow sticker*

Solomon: What?

MC: No wonder this version of Barbatos doesn't like you.

Solomon: Now what's THAT supposed to mean? *angry emoji*

MC: You LITERALLY took advantage of someone while they were drunk!

Solomon: It wasn't like I slept with him!

MC: It doesn't matter, Solomon. You shouldn't have made a pact with him while he was drunk and heartbroken.

Solomon: I didn't think I'd have another chance.

MC: Save your excuses.

Solomon: Well, OBVIOUSLY I wouldn't do that sort of thing now, MC.

MC: Really? *eye roll emoji*

Solomon: Yes, really.

MC: Prove it.

Solomon: What?

MC: I dare you to make a pact with Asmo without manipulating him into it.

Solomon: While we're here???

MC: YES

Solomon: I suppose that wouldn't interfere with the timeline TOO much...just as long as I still have my seventy-two pacts when we return, it shouldn't really matter what order they occur in.

MC: I'm being serious, Solomon.

Solomon: I know. You didn't exactly consent to all your pacts, so I can only imagine how Asmo might have felt when he sobered up and realized what he'd done.

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[artstorieshusbandos]

Wow....people really think that of Asmo? I haven't seen it but I guess I'm not deep enough into the community.

I haven't seen any indication in game that Asmo is sleeping with anybody but I would have a hard time believing he's not. Demons don't have human taboos around sex. Purity culture doesn't exist in the Devildom so there'd be no reason he shouldn't sleep with anyone he wanted to. I would think that he values himself enough to keep a very short list of people he'd share himself with but I doubt that list is blank. He's not just for anybody but I'm sure he gets his needs met.

A rapist? There's nothing to support that. I do have to say though that consent probably doesn't have to mean anything to demons. The game keeps the darker more demonic sides of the guys in the background. It's hard to say if Asmo has ever engaged in that or not but I'd be inclined to say if someone's writing him that way it's more because they wanted to write it than the story suggested it. In fact I remember in the golden Newt Syrup episode Asmo had MC pinned to the floor and had every opportunity to do what he wanted but he didn't. He just left her an offer to take him up on later if she wanted to.

I don't think this is a homophobia thing. The gay best friend thing is the gay best friend thing because women see them as less threatening and less likely to rape them than straight men. They feel safe to be around if you're a woman. Not to mention if you're a homophobe you probably wouldn't get very far in this game without being extremely uncomfortable with all the guys hitting on you let alone be part of this community.

This just seems like a case of someone who wants to write about the topic and who better to grab for a sex crime than one ruled by thoughts of sex. Honestly it would tell me more about the people who are saying it than it tells me about Asmo.

"none of the other brothers, or the rest of the main cast receive this level of demonization."

*side eyes the ever growing stack of sadistic domination fics about Lucifer I refuse to reblog.*

That's not entirely true.

I don't know what to say about his charm. I just can't see any other use for it if it isn't getting him what he wants, whatever that might be.

I was myself kind of sad to see that Solomon made a pact with him while he was drunk. That's really underhanded. I saw quite a bit of outrage for Solomon making the pact down in the underground labyrinth when they were fighting the spider. I wasn't overly pleased about that situation either but it was still at least slightly better than taking advantage of him when he was completely unable to consent.

Best thing to do really is just not interact with the things you don't like. If it's something particularly horrible there's a block list for that. If people aren't getting attention they'll write something different.

frustrated that people in the obey me community just

act like asmo is a rapist?

like, yeah, lust is a hell of a thing, but we have no proof in the game's text that explicitly stated asmo has ever engaged in unconsensual or dubiously consensual sexual situations.

we barely have textual evidence this man fucks. he's flirty as hell, but we never have any hints or insinuations that he actually goes all the way.

people will say shit like 'well, given the game's rating' the rating doesn't enter into it. how many card stories have we had with lucifer that heavily implied he's going to fuck mc? we never see this with asmo, even in his card stories.

like i saw people who were upset about the (spoiler) lesson where solomon talked about making a pact with asmo while asmo was under the influence and people acted like asmo had it coming?

and his whole 'charm' thing? we don't really know how it works. it doesn't seem to function like a date rape drug though, nor do we ever see asmo using it like one.

none of the other brothers, or the rest of the main cast receive this level of demonization (ha), not even belphie or thirteen.

and i just can't help but see a bit of homophobia here, as asmo is the most stereotypically queer out of all the cast. he's very gnc, his mannerisms very much evoke the 'gay best friend' trope and he's also the only cast member to openly flirt with the other love interests (excluding his brothers, of course.)

i see it, and yall need to cut it the fuck out.