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Good morning kisses courtesy of Dorian.

Update: Paint progress! (x)

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Dorian, a known necromancer…

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HAPPY PRIDE MONTH!!!

Here is one of my fav couples in the whole series :) 

I freaking love how the relationship between these two evolves in the game,It’s one of my fav parts in the companion banter. 

I imagine that bull would sneak in any chance to touch that butt ;p

(respectfully ofc)

Just a quick sketch to show show my appreciation to the story,couple and how that every love is beautifull!

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I mentioned working on obey me bracelets briefly in a post and a few people expressed interest in seeing them. I stepped away from making bracelets for a few months so I figured a little project like this would help me get back into it!

Clearly these are just based on the boys and their hair and eye colors, and I'm currently working on the undateables so part 2 will likely arrive in a few days.

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I mentioned working on obey me bracelets briefly in a post and a few people expressed interest in seeing them. I stepped away from making bracelets for a few months so I figured a little project like this would help me get back into it!

Clearly these are just based on the boys and their hair and eye colors, and I'm currently working on the undateables so part 2 will likely arrive in a few days.

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7 with Satan and Levi or Mammon?

“That makes,” Satan counts in his head, “Seven consecutive wins in my favor.”

Levi pouts and tosses the controller to the end of his bed, sinking down and crossing his arms, “That’s not fair. You’re supposed to be bad at these.”

Satan smiles and relaxes down next to him, “Isn’t that the reason you always ask Asmodeus? If you hate losing so much, you should practice so you stop being awful at the game.”

Levi goes a bit pink, “He got too good. I know I won’t be asking you again.”

“That’s okay. This isn’t the type of activity I tend to enjoy spending my time on.” He reaches over and ruffles the top of Levi’s hair.

“Why’d you say yes, then?”

Satan scratches gently at Levi’s scalp and runs his fingers through his hair, “You know why.”

Levi’s cheeks darken further as he turns away from his younger brother, shoving his hand away with his shoulder, “Don’t tease.”

Satan grins to himself and rolls toward Levi, thin fingers tracing up his clothed spine. He sighs and tugs at the short hairs at the nape of his neck.

Levi shudders and Satan can see the tips of his ears going pink, but he still lay unyielding, not giving Satan the chance to be entertained by this touch and go they’ve had going.

He sighs, “Alright, I’ll be going then.” He slips his hand away from Levi’s neck and swings his legs over the lip of the bathtub. Giving Levi one last look over his shoulder with still no response, Satan smirks and shakes his head, making his way to the door. 

At the sound of the handle moving Levi turns his head to see Satan out of his peripheral vision, “Wait.”

Satan holds back a cocky chuckle, “Yes?”

“Can you stay with me tonight?” 

After a beat of silence, Levi swallows, “I… Have some books laying around, if you don’t want to play anymore.”

Satan turns, a curled knuckle against his lip, “I don’t think I’ll be needing that sort of entertainment tonight.”

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42 dialuci pwease 🥰

Diavolo woke to the sound of pen scratching against paper. 

This wasn’t a rare occurrence. Lucifer often got up in the middle of the night to finish non-essential paperwork, effectively depriving himself and his boyfriend of much needed sleep.

Dialovo sighed to himself and sat up, looking over from Lucy’s wide bed over to his desk (Lucifer did have a study, but insisted that he’d get more work done if he had a place to sit no matter where he was).

Lucifer’s silhouette blocked out the light from his lamp, left shoulder undulating as he wrote. 

Diavolo sat up and scooted to the end of the bed, quietly making his way to stand behind Lucifer and peer over his shoulder. 

“And what holy hour is it, my dear?”

Lucifer jumped out of his skin and turned with a tired glare, “How many times have I told you to stop doing that?”

Dia sighed and leaned to rest his chin on top of Lucifer’s head, “As many times as you’ve gotten up late to work…”

Lucifer shrugged him off, “You can go back to sleep.”

Diavolo shook his head and tugged at Lucifer’s wrists, making him drop his pen, “Only if you come with me. You’ll be exhausted in the morning if you don’t.”

Lucifer grumbled and forced his wrist away, “I’m busy.”

Dia sighed and swooped back in before Lucifer was able to pick his pen back up, lifting him right out of the seat and into his chest.

“I’m afraid you don’t have a choice, my love.”

Lucifer scoffed and looked away, “So that’s what that feels like.”

Diavolo smiled down at him, eyes sparkling, “Maybe it’s good to get a taste of your own medicine every now and then.”

He dragged Lucifer over to the edge of the bed and wrapped him in the soft duvet in such a manner that it would be a nightmare to try and struggle out of, and joined on the other side. 

He wrapped his arms around Lucifer and buried his face into his hair, holding him in a vice grip, “You’re going to get some rest, whether you want it or not.”

Lucifer sighed, resigning himself to a night in bed, “Fine, dear. You win,”

Diavolo had already fallen back asleep, strong arms holding Lucifer in place, and warm huffs of breath tickling the back of his neck. 

“Goodnight, love.”

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18, with Lucifer? I'm curious how youd do this.

Sweat dripped from a soaked lock of hair and dripped into the sink. Lucifer’s eyes slid up to look at himself in the bathroom mirror.

Breathing hard, he brought his hand up to push the hair from his face, pressing it to the top of his head so he could look into his own eyes.

He stared at the dark circles underneath them, bruised and tired looking.

He glared at himself, “Who are you?” Lucifer slammed his hand down on the edge of the sink, feeling something crack.

He growled to himself, shaking his head and sighing as his hair fell back down into his face. His knees buckled and he slouched against the sink, resting his forehead against the cool stone, “Come on, get it together. Get your shit together.”

What does Beel think of him now? They don’t understand, he locked Belphegor in the attic for a reason. A good reason. 

“I was only trying to…” he shakes his head, “Trying to protect you. All of you.”

Maybe his cold disposition had convinced his younger brothers that he really did resent them… Why wouldn’t they think that? It’s not like you ever tell them you love them, you fucking idiot. 

Lucifer slowly knocks his head against the counter a few times, thinking, thinking, thinking of what he could possibly do to make this better.

A crisp knock at his bedroom door. 

“Lucifer.”

He sighed to himself, struggling to stand and make his way out of the bathroom to the heavy oaken door. He leaned against it.

“Diavolo.”

There was a pause.

“Have you calmed down?”

Lucifer took a breath, looking down at the bruise that was now forming on the back of his hand, “Yes.”

“You can come out now. We have the situation under control.”

He shook his head, more to himself than anything, “I need to freshen up.”

Diavolo hummed, voice softening, “Take your time, Lucy, it’s alright.” 

“Thank you.”

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16 - belphie and beel? 🤔

Belphie, as always, left RAD early to take a mid afternoon nap. When Beel came home from practice, though, and went to go in to take a shower, he paused at the sparkly glass on the bathroom floor. 

Eyebrows knitted, he made his way back into their joint bedroom. Belphie laid on his bed, wrapped in a blanket and leaning on his favorite pillow, scrolling on his DDD.

“Why is our mirror broken?”

Not looking up, Belphie murmured, “Lucifer pissed me off.”

Beelzebub knew his twin was lying, but decided to not push it. He slowly backed into the bathroom, “Well, okay. I’m gonna clean it up and get in the shower.”

Belphegor grunted in acknowledgement before the door closed. Not long after, he could hear the sound of water running. 

Beel never took very long showers, but this one was surprisingly brief. He came back out, towel around his hips and hair dripping not five minutes later.

The room remained comfortably silent as Beel dried off and slipped on some boxers, hair still a bit damp as he lifted the covers and slid in next to Belphie on his bed.

This wasn’t a particularly uncommon occurrence, more often than not the twins ended up sleeping in the same bed at night anyway. Something about separation anxiety or whatever. Though…

Belphie shifted to lean back into Beels heated torso, “Bit early for you to go to bed, isn’t it?”

Beel hummed, “I could stand a nap…” he smiled small to himself, “Besides. I know you’re being pouty because you hit your head.” He brushed his lips over the slightly warm spot on Belphies forehead, where he knew that Belphie had smashed it against the mirror.

“What happened?” He held back a giggle, smiling against Belphies skin.

Belphies pout deepened, “I was just real tired today, that’s all.”

Now he was telling the truth. Beel shook his head and kissed the spot again, “I’m sorry.”

Belphie put his DDD away and settled into Beelzebubs comforting warmth, “If you tell anyone I’ll skin you.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it.”

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Demon hunter kidnap MC after knowing shes back from Devildom. Thanks 💖

Trigger Warning for kidnap, emotional fear, and blades.

Dizziness. And… A strange sense of deja vu. 

Metal scrapes against the ground as you move to rub your eyes, arms weighed down with heavy chains.

“Oh, excellent, you’re awake.”

Shocked into silence, you force your eyelids to peel back, quickly adjusting to the dark room.

He scoffs quietly, “I’ve finally gotten one of you, I just knew that you’d come through that gateway eventually,” He flips through a notebook, scribbling something down, “You’re remarkably humanoid, aren’t you? Are you all like this?”

You shake your head, still foggy and confused.

“No? Alright, then.”

He scribbles more and approaches, taking the cap off the pen and clicking on the other side, exposing a thin blade.

“This might hurt. Or it won’t. Not sure you can feel anything anyway.”

He grabs your wrist, yanking your arm up into the dim light, where he slowly positions the knife against the skin on your bicep.

You squirm best you can, but whatever is flowing through your system has your muscles weak and useless.

You can still feel icy fear blossom from your neck down your arms, raising goosebumps. You tilt your head back to where you thought you saw a staircase.

“Help…”

Your voice is dry and croaky, far too quiet for anyone to hear. You struggle again, trying your hardest to yank your arm away from the blade that was dangerously close to pressing into your skin, but with no success.

You close your eyes and hold your breath, tensing to prepare for the undoubtedly painful incision.

There’s a shout, and a thud. Several shouts, actually, as you feel your arms being tugged at. You open your eyes to familiar faces painted with anger and worry. 

Mammon holds your face and pats at your cheeks as Lucifer wrenches the thick metal chains apart off of your wrists, “Hey, hey, we got you. You okay?”

You blink and glance over his shoulder, where you see Satan hunched over what used to be a body, blonde hair dripping with blood that isn’t his. Beelzebub stands over him, gently tugging on his shoulders.

Mammon rightens your head, “Don’t look. Just look at me, okay? We got you…”

Your limbs are free of the metal chains and you slump forward into his chest, both of your hearts thundering, “We got you.”

Lucifer inspects the tiny cut on your arm, sucking his teeth and shaking his head. You weakly grasp at his wrist and look up at him, shocked tears leaking from your eyes, “How…?”

Lucifer shakes his head, “The pacts. We could feel that you were in danger,” He smoothes a hand over your sweat-soaked forehead, “It’s okay now. You’re safe… Would you like to come back home with us?”

You squeeze Mammon tighter and nod, tears freely flowing, “Please.”

“Of course.”

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14 with mc and mammon ??

“Yo!” Mammon bursts through the door just as you settle into your chair.

You sigh, rubbing the tension from your forehead with the spine of the book Satan let you borrow, “All the will in the world, Mammon, I love you, but please go away.”

He pouts angrily, “But I need your help with something.”

“You’re going to ask for my card, aren’t you?”

He comes further in, closing the door behind him with a tight smile, “No…”

You give him a look, annoyed enough that he knows to not lie through his teeth right now, “I’m… Mammon, I’m just trying to relax, can you please leave me alone? I feel like my head is going to explode.”

Mammon tilts his head, voice quiet, “Can I help?”

Yes, Mammon can be an annoying little shit, but he’s also a sweetheart when he wants to be. You sigh again, trying to keep your patience from thinning, “Just… Be quiet? You can stay if you want to, I just need to relax.”

He takes a breath and nods, coming over to sit on the floor next to the recliner. He rubs a gentle palm up and down your clothed shin, and puts his chin on the armrest, “I can get you some wine?”

You shake your head and open the book to where you left off last night.

“Foot rub?”

You pinch the bridge of your nose, “Mammon.”

“...Sorry.”

After a moment he shifts himself to be in front of you, taking one of your bare feet into his hands and gently digging a knuckle into the arch. You sigh fondly and sink further into the chair, angling your ankle to give him better access.

“That’s nice,” you whisper, flipping the page, “Thank you.”

He responds with a particularly strong press against the ball of your foot, rubbing his fingers up between the webs of your toes.

As he switches to the other foot you tilt your head, thinking. Mammon isn’t exactly one to take a charity case. Unless…?

“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”

Mammon shakes his head, cheeks going a bit pink, “Am I not allowed to want to touch you? You would’ve sent me away otherwise.”

You lean your head back and continue reading, “Mmhm, sure.”

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