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jerk.

because bakugou katsuki is a jerk but he's also unfortunately your soulmate.

a/n: wooooooohhhhh i love soulmate aus so much omg

pairing: bakugou katsuki x f!reader

part two.

You’ve known he was your soulmate from the first day at U.A. 

When he’d bumped into you, steaming with anger in that way he regularly was and had spat at you; “move it, extra, or i’ll make you” – and you’d known then because those were the words written across you hip since you’d turn five and it had manifested with your quirk.

Because that was how the world was. Nowadays, it was odd to find someone without a quirk and even harder to find someone without a soulmate and you’d grown up your whole life having those awful words written on your skin. Had grown up knowing that for whatever reason, the soulmate you’d been given didn’t say warm, intimate words to you or even just simply generic words. Your friends had always had such nice sentences from their soulmates, with pretty words or a happy greeting.

And in yours you’d been called an extra.

Whatever the hell that meant.

You’ve never been excited to meet your soulmate. Not once. Not when you were five, or eight or twelve or when you started noticing people in a way you hadn’t before, more romantically. Not when you started maturing and growing up. Those words glared at you every time you stared at them and you didn’t want a single thing to do with your soulmate.

Not ever.

That is only doubled when you realize who your soulmate is. Maybe there was always a small part of you that hoped the words were misunderstood; you’d make scenarios up in your head about how those words could be teasing or even just a misunderstanding. 

When they’re spat at you by an intimidating blonde man that looks like there’s actual steam pouring from his ears, with piercing red eyes that cut into you like you’d done some horrible thing to deserve his anger… you understand then that they weren’t teasing and they aren’t a misunderstanding. They’re cruel and they’re mean and dismissive and hurtful and every horrible thing piled together by a man who is even worse beyond just his first words to you.

So you make it your goal that he never finds out you’re his soulmate in return.

You avoid him. Desperately. You’re barely a person in his own head so it isn’t all that hard to do. Even as the rest of the class grows closer and bonds, it seems Bakugou is just as content to ignore everyone else as you are to be ignored by him. Sure, some worm their way into his heart, like Kirishima or Midoriya and Shoto, but nobody else really seemed to matter. At least, you didn’t. You had the same friends, you were in the same class, and eventually, you ended up sleeping in the same building. 

You saw him everyday. You ate in the same kitchen and relaxed in the same living room. You trained in the same gym and overall, were consistently near each other. But you didn’t speak to him and he’d never tried to speak to you after that first day. Months pass and it continues on this way and you’re sure he doesn’t even know what your name is.

Or that you really even exist.

And you’re happy with that.

Content.

Because while the idea of a soulmate was romantic and heartwarming and something you dreamed about, him being your soulmate sounds horrible.

And it was best he just never even knew.

He was so focused on becoming number one, you’re not sure he even cares about finding his. 

Which is fine. Works better for you in the end.

-

“Y/L/N and Bakugou. You two are teamed up for combat practice today.”

You freeze at Aizawa-sensei’s words, body tensing as your eyes instantly shoot towards Bakugou. He’s already looking at you, brows furrowed and eyes narrowed as he lets his eyes drag across you; it’s clear he’s assessing you. Maybe trying to remember your name or if he’s ever seen you before.

It wouldn’t surprise you if he was.

Somehow, in all your months of being in the same class as Bakugou, you’ve never once been partnered up with him for anything. You think once you may have been put in a group with him, but that was with several others so it'd been easy enough to avoid him.

One on one though? That was going to be harder.

Way harder.

“Good luck,” Mina calls from beside you, squeezing your shoulder before she moves to meet up with her partner; it looks like she’d gotten Jirou. Lucky. 

Watching everyone else disperse tells you that you can’t just stand there like an idiot anymore. You take a deep breath, ignoring the nerves that course through you as you make your way over to Bakugou. As you make contact with him again, you realize he’s not moving; obviously he expects you to come to him.

Jerk.

When you reach him, the two of you just stare at each other and since you’re certainly not going to speak first, there’s a moment of awkward silence before Bakugou grunts; “ready?”

You nod and he isn’t confused by your silence so the two of you walk off to an open area in the gym. He stands across from you, gives you a look and then is racing towards you. You’re not sure why Aizawa-sensei teams you up with Bakugou because your quirks definitely don’t mesh well together and it’s clear Bakugou is stronger, but you’re able to hold up well enough on your own.

You even manage to land a hit on Bakugou once that clearly surprises him and you take it as a win.

And a little payback for being such an ass.

Then, when the class is over and you’ve promptly been knocked on your ass in return, you’re surprised to see a hand stretched out in front of you, invitingly. You blink, eyes drifting upwards only to meet Bakugou’s as he stares down at you. He’s not smiling and he doesn’t look all that friendly, but he nods his head in recognition.

“Good job.”

The words are such a shock your brain short circuits for a minute. Not only are the words the nicest thing you’ve ever heard Bakugou say (which is saying a lot) but his voice wasn’t gruff or aggressive like it normally is–it was… soft, almost? Maybe not soft but… normal. Just… calm.

Your heart is lurching at the sound before you even realize and then you’re pushing yourself up to your feet, basically smacking his hand out of the way and running out of the room without another word.

-

After that, Bakugou doesn’t seem to leave you alone.

He’s everywhere.

And not everywhere in the way he had been before. He’s not there in passing or just across the room from you, he’s asking to train with you or deliberately making sure he’s the only one left for you to partner with. He seems to always be in the kitchen when you want to eat or in the living room when you want to vedge after a long day.

He’s constantly there.

Not to mention, gone are his glares or looks of indifference. He’s always looking at you, making sure you know he knows you’re there; even if the two of you are in class or with a group of classmates. He makes note of acknowledging you. The others seem to notice too because the girls start asking what you did to get Bakugou’s attention and you promptly tell them you have no idea.

Of course, they don’t know Bakugou’s your soulmate so they don’t really get the scope of your panic. And it’s not that you don’t trust them, especially after all you’d been through as a class, but more because the less that knew, the less likely Bakugou was to know.

But now? Now it was getting hard to avoid him and it was even harder not to say something without it looking obvious why you weren’t.

You were promptly fucked.

You are able to stall it for all of two weeks before you’re cornered by Bakugou.

“Do you think I’m stupid?”

Your wide eyes fall on him, not only shocked by his presence but panicked by his words because there were few things a sentence like that could mean. 

A quick glance around tells you there’s no way to get past him without Bakugou being able to block him and since it had already been made clear that he was in fact stronger than you, you knew there was no escape. Everyone else was gone since you’d snuck out of training to grab a bite to eat and it seemed like Bakugou had snuck out the same to follow you.

So yeah, you were screwed.

Bakugou lets out a huff at your silence and he takes another step towards you, further crowding you and you swallow thickly when he steps into your personal space. You move to walk back but then your back is pressing against the wall of the kitchen and Bakugou is completely shrouding you, it's hard to look anywhere but at him.

“Do you think I don’t know why you won’t speak to me?”

Inhaling sharply, you turn your head to the right, determined to avoid his steely red eyes that feel like they’re piercing into your very soul. You focus on the handle to the cupboard to your right and try to ignore the growl he lets out in response.

He takes another step forward and suddenly he’s inches apart, close enough you can feel his breath drift across your skin, warm to the touch.

“It wasn’t hard to figure out after you ran from me that day when we were partnered up,” Bakugou continues. “Especially when I started to realize you’ve never talked to me. And then? Avoiding me for the last two weeks? It’s not hard to figure out.”

You halt, freezing, waiting for the words—

“You’re my soulmate.”

You refuse to look at him. You won’t look at him. 

Maybe if you just ignore him, he’ll go away. He’ll just… leave. He doesn’t like being ignored, that much you’ve gathered and so if you just refuse to–

Suddenly his hands are on your arms and his chest is against yours and he’s way too close. “Hey,” he huffs, “look at me.”

You don’t listen. Even as you tense beneath his grip, you refuse to do anything, to give him any sort of reaction. If you give him a reaction, he’ll get what he wants. And you’re not thinking straight. You need to just wait, wait until he’s bored and then you can think—figure this out because surely–

“Y/L/N,” he calls and you’re surprised he even knows your name, “look at me. Hey. I’m right, aren’t I? Why else wouldn't you fucking looking at me.” You continue to remain silent and Bakugou lets out a low growl. “Fucks sake. I’m not leaving until you say something so you might as well—”

“—I’m not saying anything to you because you’re a jerk!”

Well, that certainly could’ve gone better.

The words leave your lips before you even realize you’ve said them. The second you’re done, your chest is heaving and you finally turn your head, eyes snapping to Bakugou’s, fearing his reaction at your rather blunt and rude words.

But, a second later, instead of being angry like you’d expected, Bakugou starts… laughing.

You’re not sure you’ve ever seen the boy laugh, certainly not that genuinely. His lips are parted and his eyes have squeezed shut and the laugh that leaves his lips is pure and genuine and loud and it’s so unlike anything you’ve ever heard from him you’re stunned stupid as you stare back at him with your lips left parted, jaw slacked.

As his laughter fades, Bakugou meets your gaze.

“I’ve been waiting to hear those words for years,” he starts, still smiling–actually smiling this time. Not a smirk. But an affectionate grin. “Wasn’t sure what I did to deserve those words, but it seems fitting.”

Blinking, once, twice, you sputter, snapped out of your stupor. “I���I… You jerk!”

“I think we’ve established that already, babe.”

You barely even notice the nickname. If it wasn’t for the way your heart races at the sound, you’re sure your stupefied mind wouldn’t have caught it because seriously, what the hell?

“You… this is exactly why I didn’t want to say anything!” You cry out, not sure if you’re defending yourself for him or more for yourself. Why are you even defending yourself? And what against? “You’re insufferable. And rude. And cocky. And a jerk.”

Bakugou just snorts. “What are your words?” He asks, smile fading slightly as his expression turns more serious; almost solemn. Regretful. “Must’ve been bad if you had to avoid me.”

You’re surprised by the guilt in his tone, but it gives you the confidence to answer. “‘Move it, extra, or I’ll make you’,” you mumble, fiddling with your hands. “You said it the first day we started here at U.A.”

“Shit,” Bakugou curses, running a hand through his hair. “So you’ve been avoiding me for months?”

Your eyes flick to his before lowering and that gives him his answer.

He shifts. “L-Listen… uh, sorry about… about cornering you like this.”

Blinking, you tilt your head up. You’re shocked to see a red tinge to his cheeks. 

“I just needed to know,” he finishes explaining. “And I’m sorry about that shit I said to you. My soulmate doesn’t deserve that crap but I can’t take it back, so I’ll just make sure I make up for it.”

You’re positive now that you’re hallucinating this whole thing.

“What?”

He blinks down at you at your screech before smirking.

“Well, I mean, as we get to know each other,” he says, like it’s obvious. “I’m shit with words but I’ll try for you. I'm good with showing though,” and he looks a little too pleased with himself.

But you can barely focus on the very blatant meaning of his words, you're still trying to catch up. “You…” and you hesitate, not sure if you’re hearing this correctly. “You want to get to know me?”

And he looks at you like you’re dumb.

“Duh,” he shrugs, “you’re my soulmate.”

“What about being number one?”

“What about it?” he argues, shaking his head. “That’ll still happen. You think I can’t do that while also dating you?”

Your eyes widen; “dating?”

“Yeah,” he says, again like you’re dumb. He takes a step towards you, once again closing the gap between you and his hands falling on your waist, pulling a gasp from your lips at the touch that causes him to smirk, as if proud. “You’re my soulmate. Of course we’re going to date.”

“I barely know you!”

“That’s why we’ll get to know each other.”

You just stare up at him.

“You really are insufferable,” is what you manage to say in the end, exasperated. Your shoulders fall and your body sags but you don’t pull away from his touch and even if you’re not fully aware of it, you’re pretty sure you end up leaning into him.

“You’ll learn to love it,” he shrugs, still grinning. “Now, let’s go back to training. We need to work on your defense.”

Blinking, you turn to him as he shifts the both of you, guiding you forwards. “Hey!”

“What,” he shrugs down at you. “It’s true. You were barely able to block my hits when we fought.”

You can’t find the words to say so you simply let him lead you along, trying to ignore the way his hands make your skin tingle and your heart race. Or, really, the way that despite everything, you really don’t mind.

If anything, you actually like it.

Fuck—he really is a jerk.

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Fragile Human - Belphegor

Part 1 Part 2 (Lucifer) Part 3 (Mammon) Part 4 (Leviathan) Part 5 (Satan) Part 6 (Asmodeus) Part 7 (Beelzebub)

This is the final part of the series where the brothers take care of you while sick. Read part one to get the set up of the scenario. It’s a tad bit shorter since its the same scenario and I don’t want to write essentially the same thing over and over.

Genre: Fluffiest of fluff

Warnings: None, gender neutral reader as is customary

Part 8 Belphegor:

“Alright, Belphie shall be the one to stay with you,” Lucifer declared.

Belphie sighs and offers an arm to support you as you trudge down the hall towards your room. Beelzebub trails behind and pats Belphies back reassuringly after seeing that you made it to your room. Belphie holds the back of his hand to your head and frowns.

“Weird,” he says, he turns from you as you lie down and hurries out of the room. You shrug from your position and go back to sleep.

After an unknown interval of time you wake up and notice an arm draped loosely around your midriff. You turn over and face Belphie who is fast asleep next to you. You sigh, and realize you will probably have to help yourself get better. You notice that something is in his hand. It’s his phone. You reach for it and notice how the screen is illuminated, he must have just fallen asleep. You glance at his phone and without meaning to recognize what he was reading. He had been furiously researching human illness. You smile absentmindedly as you peruse through the tabs he had pulled up all about caring for a sick person. You gently take the phone from his hand and place it on your bedside table. You turn back to his sleeping form and watch his eyes flutter open from your movement.

“Mmm? Did I fall asleep?” Belphie groans as he notices you looking at him. “I was trying to keep you warm while I figured out what to do,” he sighs disappointedly and looks you in the eye, “sorry MC, I really was trying to help you feel better.” Belphie pouts and pulls you closer with the arm he already has slung around you.

You smile at him and scoot in closer, “I am very warm now, it’s alright Belphie I know you’re trying.” You gesture to his phone and his eyes widen and he blushes.

“Yeah well I found out that you should make sure you drink water and umm eat food, so yeah.” Belphie gets up at an abnormal speed and hurries out of your room. You lie back and stare at the ceiling laughing under your breath.

After a few moments Belphie comes back still hiding his expression under his hair. He places a tray beside you with leftovers from the night before. “There wasn’t much in terms of food, I think Beel had a second breakfast before he headed out.” Belphie keeps his head hung low and you smile as you pick up the tray.

“No worries Belphie, I appreciate you taking care of me,” you start to eat but you don’t miss the sheepish smile that Belphie flashes you before he settles next to you in bed and lays his head on your shoulder.

Midway through the meal Belphie starts to stroke the top of your head and hum, you lean into the touch and discard your food. Having had your fill you start to feel lethargy take over again. That was always a side effect of being in Belphie’s presence, his soft, warm energy was all too inviting.

You feel your cheek sliding down his arm until you unceremoniously collapse on top of him. You float into a peaceful sleep, and Belphies sits perfectly still and keeps himself awake for your sake. He also couldn’t bring himself to look away from the adorable face you made as you slept. That moment in time was imprinted in Belphies mind and he caught himself happily humming as you slept.

Belphie wasn’t sure when exactly Lucifer crept his way in to deliver medicine nor was he sure when exactly you sleepily took the medicine but he woke up in the middle of the night cuddled up next to you.

You wake up and vaguely remember waking up a few times but the fever makes your memories fuzzy. You turn and face Belphie and find him already awake looking deep in thought. You make eye contact and Belphie offers you a soft smile, he pulls you in close and nuzzles his nose into the crook of your neck. You sigh and don’t feel the need to say anything. You both just cherished each other’s warmth and let the medicine do the rest.

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The Rescue: BNHA X Fem!Reader

It had been a long day, like a seriously long day. Work had been long and irritating, the boss working you overtime because they let the other closer go early. You wanted nothing more than to get home, take a nice long shower, and unwind. you sighed, pulling your jacket closer as you walked home, not looking forward to the silence that would accompany your arrival. Moving to Japan seemed like an amazing idea when you first thought of it, but now it was lonelier than ever. Not that you had that many friends to begin with, but those that you did have kind of drifted away. Family was… disappointing. They had kind of stepped out of your life, not approving of your choice to move away. The only proof they still thought about you was the occasional card for birthdays and holidays. But this was fine! You can cope with this, have been for the past year.

Nevertheless, reminiscing was not a good idea when you were already in a bad mood. It was cold and the grating wind was getting on you last nerve. You stopped in your tracks as a white dot lazily floated down and appeared in your vision. Really? Freaking really?? The response to your silent exasperation was the sky opening up to unleash an absolute mess of white flakes descending with a vengeance. Fun.

You started to walk faster, knowing you wouldn’t reach your apartment in time, but still holding onto the stupid idea that things couldn’t have gotten worse. You were wrong. Very wrong. It took about 10 more minutes before it was full on blizzarding, the white flakes too thick to see three feet in front of you, effectively limiting your vision to a bare minimum of right in front of your face. You began to Look around, desperately hoping to find a possible shelter from this impromptu winter wonderland.

Most of the shops were closed, but your gaze was abruptly drawn to a brightly lit store with the open sign still lit up. Thank god. Pushing into the store, you were greeted with a pleasant wave of warmth and an assortment of odd smells. Taking in the store, you had to smile.

“woah… this place is awesome.” You breathed to yourself, taking in the colorful store you were standing in.

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Last Updated: 09/01/23

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Tainted Reflections

(Unfinished, Ongoing) 

Teaser/Prologue

Chapter 1: A Fragmenting Debut

Chapter 2: Budding Fissures

Chapter 3: Chatters Set in Motion

Chapter 4: Discovering the Shards

Chapter 5: As a Warped Likeness

Chapter 6: A Figment of the Past

Chapter 7: Haunting Premonitions

Chapter 8: Belphie’s Pursuit

Chapter 9: A Hollow Mendacious World

Chapter 10: Where You Go, I Follow

Chapter 11: Be Not Afraid

Chapter 12: Like Sands in an Hourglass

Chapter 13: At What Cost?

Chapter 14: Hidden Hope

Chapter 15: Misery Craves Company ⭐️

Upside Down

(Unfinished, Ongoing)

Chapter 1: Hell Away From Hell

Chapter 2: An Unlucky Break

Chapter 3: Mammon Morningstar; The First

Chapter 4: You Call This Family?

Chapter 5: Blood of the Covenant

Chapter 6: Can I Call You Henry?

Chapter 7: Player 1 and Player 2

Chapter 8: The Life of a Hero

Chapter 9: Levi Morningstar; Is A Pact In Game A Pact IRL?

Chapter 10: Breaking Old Ideals

Chapter 11: To Be A Demon ⭐️

Beneath Still Waters

(Unfinished, Hiatus) 

Chapter 1: Miracle Meeting

Chapter 2: Home Sweet Home

The Seven Brothers

Rest Easy. I’m Here. ⭐️

Dumb Injuries

A Taste of Your Own Medicine 💜

It’s Cold Outside

The Dateables

Solomon and MC cuddling during the events of Nightbringer ⭐️

MC taking care of a sick Barbatos (Mini Fic)

MC staring at Solomon till they get attention (Mini Fic) 

When it Rains it Pours (Simeon) 💜

Luke meeting MC’s shy and quiet little sister

Cravings (NSFW) ⭐️

Lucifer and an MC with ADHD 

Happy Birthday Lucifer ‘21 

Not So Serious 💜

The Demon of Pride is Cold (Mini Fic) 💜

We All Get Angry Sometimes

Love Letters of Times Past

The Demons Inside

A Taste of His Own Medicine

Comforting Nights

Lucifer working himself to the point of passing out (Mini Fic) 

Sick Lucifer with his head in MC’s lap (Mini Fic) 

Let’s Go Home

MC won’t let Mammon out of bed (Mini Fic) 

Oh The Horror 💜

You Are My Gift

Love Letters of Times Past

The Demons Inside

A Taste of His Own Medicine

The Demons Inside

A Taste of His Own Medicine

The Demons Inside 

A Taste of His Own Medicine

A Taste of His Own Medicine

Asmo helping a hurt MC (Mini Fic) 

A Taste of His Own Medicine

Beel comforting a sad MC (Mini Fic)

Don’t be Scared (NSFW)

A Taste of His Own Medicine 

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Every Time They Curse Volumes 1-4

Lucifer

Damn

22-16 Hard • 37-20 • 44-16 Hard • 45-7 • 46-7 • 47-4 • 47-17

Dammit

14-10 • 16-15 •

Hell

15-20

Ass/Badass/Asshole/Jackass

7-20

Mammon

Damn

2-12 • 2-12 • 3-7 • 3-10 • 4-4 • 4-15 • 9-20 • 14-4 • 16-A • 33-13 • 33-14 • 50-15 • 55-16 • 69-11

Dammit

2-12 • 3-2 • 3-4 • 3-7 • 4-1 • 4-4 • 4-C • 8-16 • 10-16 • 11-14 • 11-14 • 11-20 • 12-15 Hard • 14-1 • 14-1 • 16-A • 17-10 • 18-6 • 18-17 • 19-7 • 22-19 • 22-19 • 24-C • 25-7 • 25-10 • 25-11 • 25-17 • 25-19 • 27-9 • 27-15 • 27-19 • 27-16 Hard • 28-11 • 28-B • 29-13 • 29-13 • 30-6 • 31-1 • 32-C • 33-13 • 33-14 • 34-18 • 34-18 • 35-2 • 35-19 • 35-19 • 35-19 • 35-16 Hard • 36-10 • 37-9 • 38-5 • 38-A • 40-20 • 41-4 • 43-12 • 43-15 • 43-15 • 43-19 • 48-7 • 49-5 • 52-15 • 52-15 • 54-10 • 54-10 • 55-16 Hard • 57-14 • 58-15 • 59-16 Hard • 60-20 • 60-22 • 61-17 • 63-7 • 63-9 • 66-16 Hard • 68-4 • 68-7 • 68-9 • 71-19 • 73-15 • 75-7 • 75-9 • 75-A • 75-A • 76-14 • 77-1 • 77-1 • 77-12 • 79-11 • 79-19 • 80-2

Hell

1-1 • 1-1 • 3-2 • 3-7 • 3-10 • 3-14 • 4-C • 6-15 • 10-13 Hard • 14-6 • 15-7 • 21-9 • 36-16 • 53-9 • 74-19

Ass/Badass/Asshole/Jackass

1-3 • 3-7 • 3-7 • 7-20 • 9-4 • 11-20 • 14-10 • 15-14 • 25-10 • 30-A • 49-5

Leviathan

Damn

35-19 (quoting Thirteen) • 55-16

Dammit

1-10 • 1-10 • 1-10 • 62-9

Hell

2-8 • 10-15 Hard

Ass/Badass/Asshole/Jackass

1-10 • 1-10 • 1-10 • 3-7

Satan

Dammit

9-15 • 34-16 Hard • 36-14 • 43 A • 46-C • 51-17 • 52-16 Hard • 53-14 • 54-10 • 66-17 • 76-A • 80-2

Hell

9-7 • 26-15

Asmodeus

Dammit

9-12

Hell

1-3 • 9-12

Beelzebub

Dammit

13-14

Belphegor

Damn

14-15 Hard

Hell

16-12

MC

Damn

4-6

Dammit

14-1

Ass/Badass/Asshole/Jackass

3-7 • 59-11

Thirteen

Damn

35-19 (written)

Mephistopheles

Damn

66-4

Curse Ranks

1. Mammon (131)

2. Satan (14)

3. Leviathan (12)

4. Lucifer (11)

5. MC (4)

6. Asmodeus (3)

7. Belphegor (2)

8. Beelzebub/Mephistopheles/Thirteen (1)

9. Diavolo/Barbatos/Solomon/Raphael/Luke/Simeon/Little D. No. 2/Michael (0)

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Just Say When

A/n: The irony that I had a bad anxiety attack while trying to write this lmao. I feel less confident about this one and I’m sad because I adore Levi. Leviathan my love I apologize for this💖

Tw/cw: major anxiety, guilt, forced confrontation, mentions of death

Summary: After nearly a month of waiting for Leviathan to emerge, MC takes matters into their own hands and plans to confront the demon. Can the friendship they once had be salvaged or is the Avatar of Envy doomed to be alone forever?

Word count: 5k+

The Fight: Vicious

The Apologies: Beelzebub, Satan, Mammon, Asmodeus

“Wake up to a new day, break my heart again. Dreaming makes for sweet escape but I can’t forget.”

Friendship was a very delicate subject for Leviathan. Though he craved it so desperately, he was terrible at forming friendships. His social anxiety was the main culprit and ultimate downfall when it came to failed attempts at making friends, so he stuck to what he was best at: virtual friends.

Online he had hundreds of friends from all over the Devildom, simply because none of them knew who he actually was so he didn’t fear rejection as much. In reality, the only people he held conversations with were his brothers and that was few and far between. Until you showed up.

You entered his life and gave him the one thing he had coveted for so long, a real person to call friend, a person to share his interests with, a person he felt comfortable enough to be himself around. You brought a light into his life that he previously thought would never exist for him, you brought him out of his room for the first time in centuries, and tonight…you brought his whole world crashing down.

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Aizawa in my different contexts/AU’s

Yakuza Aizawa: Soulmates AU, Mafia AU, 1920s-30s AU. The cold, calculating, and intelligent yakuza leader houses his kitten the way a dragon houses its most precious treasure. A broken, broken man who doesn’t know how to treat his wife, and it kills him. His wife challenges his self-interests and internal narcissism, and their relationship brings to light a lot of things he doesn’t want to acknowledge about himself and his upbringing. Extremely frustrating dynamic. Violence upon violence. Dead Dove. 

Vampire Aizawa: Reincarnation/Rebirth AU with a Second Chance Romance. Aizawa’s wife dies, and he becomes the very thing humanity hates in order to avenge her. Angst upon angst with this story being an emotional gut punch. No one in this story is mentally okay. Reunites with his wife after 400 years to find she doesn’t remember him. Aizawa loves her but keeps hurting her unintentionally. Dark academia AU set in a 1940s-1960s college campus. Monster x Monster Hunter AU. Vintage vibes. Chisaki, as always, is a bastard. 

Victorian Psychologist Aizawa: Victorian AU inspired by the Southern Gothic romance novel My Sweet Audrina. Aizawa is a hypnotherapist sent to treat his young patient in her home. Gothic and steampunk vibes set to a murder mystery plot. Age difference (18/28-30) with a soft and tragic romance. Everyone is a terrible person except Aizawa. Soft doctor who only wants to take care of his patient in any way he can in her toxic home. I researched a lot of Sigmund Freud for this story. V.C. Andrews fans unite. 

Villain Aizawa: Magical girl/Sailor Moon inspired MC. Sugar baby/Sugar daddy inspired dynamic. Age gap (25/40). Playboy seasoned hero falls in love with newest upcoming hero. Aizawa is a traitor to the heroes and has to struggle with his core values and growing anti-hero sentiment amid his budding relationship. Angsty. No happy endings here. Aizawa killed your dad and fell in love with you. 

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STRIPPER!READER MASTERLIST

MHA

♡ aizawa: kitten | part 2

♡ hawks: angel | part 2

♡ shigaraki: fawn

NARUTO

♡ kakashi: misty | part 2

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Soul Bound [Obey Me! x GN!MC] [Soulmate AU]

Mc would learn that they have multiple soulmates. The first one was revealed as a Dark blue string connecting their pinkie to their soulmate which only they could see. The next was Yellow messages sprawled across their arm. The next was an orange tattoo of a Snake settled on their upper right thigh. The next was a green notebook filled with small notes from the soulmate. The next was various pink spots covered Mc’s skin of where their soulmate was touched and injured. The next was random tastes appearing in MC’s mouth through out the day, their mouth was always stained an unnatural red colour after the taste. Finally whenever MC sleeps all they saw was a purple scenery before entering their soulmate’s dream. When joining into the exchange program, they could feel the Dark Red words ‘Welcome to the Devildom MC.’ being burned onto their back. Blue string, Yellow scribbles, Orange Tattoo, Green notebook, Pink marking, Red Taste, Purple Dream, Dark Red Words. Are these MC’s Soulmates? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

TLDR: Mc become soulmate of all brothers + Dateables

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CHAPTERS

Prologue: Soulmate[s] Chapter 1: One hell of a Soul  Chapter 2: Yellow Scribbles  Chapter 3: Orange Tattoo  Chapter 4: Gold[ie] Pact Chapter 5: Purple Dream  Chapter 6: Angels Chapter 7: Movie Marathon of TSL! Chapter 8: Mammon.

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Exile! Mammon x F!Reader

Mammon had a secret life. After all, his brothers can’t destroy what they don’t know. But what if they found out? Would they use this moment to be supportive? or destroy his single source of happiness?

A disagreement within the Household of Lamentation left Mammon packing, which wasn’t the first time. He comes back–eventually. Mammon always found a reason to return home, always. And even then in his absence, he wasn’t truly absent. Lucifer was able to keep track of his wildcard of a brother. He was so chaotic, destruction followed. All Lucifer had to do was pick up the newspaper and read. However, this time around not even the local casinos saw him.

Then finally! He returned. To Lucifer’s surprise, there were no traces of damage. Mammon was different. Here the minute, gone the next. Mammon was only present to handle royal affairs or attend mandatory meetings. Of course, there were occasional moments where he needed to cast judgment on those who were assigned to his layer of Hell, however, once the business was handled –Mammon was gone. 

It continued for a few years until Lucifer sought interest in his whereabouts. What changed him? Every demon he sent to trail him wound up missing or dead. The leads were cold, and no information was gained. It was only a matter of time before he did it himself. The Lords of Hell soon found themselves on a trip, scouring the realms of the world to find their dearest brother, Mammon.

When they did not find him during the first search it made them realize Mammon did not want to be found. While Lucifer hunted high and low he discovered rumors and talks about what’s become of his brother. Mammon did have a track record. He was known for entering bad deals, being easily manipulated, baring a curse he was unable to break. They all grew restless, and aggressive in finding answers. Some necks had to be broken, some lives had to be taken. Each result had Lucifer stepping over pools of blood to get to him.

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Fuck it we’re doing it :

HUMAN AU : Next Door Neighbors small headcanons

MC and Lucifer constantly coming out onto their balconies at the exact same time every night, until they finally decide to try and talk. Only to enjoy it so much they make it a nighttime routine to come out and talk about their day.

MC and Beel onto different building but MC’s kitchen window giving directly into his bedroom where he exercices every morning and every night while MC is eating and trying their best not to watch even though they are completely mesmerized. Beel finding out one day and asking if his form was good today. Ends up asking for advice everyday even though they tell him they have no prior experience in the field AT ALL. But they also give him some food after each session so it works.

Mammon being a dependent neighbor that is always missing something since he almost never goes shopping for food. Ends up knocking on their door every night for some food until the day MC finally decides he is nothing but a harmless famished puppy and invite him to dine with them every night from that point on.

MC and Asmo sharing a wall that just happens to connect both their bedrooms that forces MC to listen to a symphony of suspicious noises until they finally have enough and come knocking at his door to ask him to keep it down only to have him instantly making heart eyes at his cute neighbor.

MC having packages full of anime goodies delivered at their door on accident and realizing they belong to the neighbor living across the corridor. And deciding to go deliver themself instead only to find the owner and his excitement for his new stuff quite cute.

MC one day finding a cat that had wondered in their living room only to hear a panicked knock on the door as their new next-door neighbor, Satan, is searching for his cat. Cat ending up loving it in their apartment and finally has the both becoming quite close as you now co-parent the cat.

MC one day coming home to find a man collapsed in front of their door clinging onto his keys. He wakes up and tells them he couldn’t open his door and ended falling asleep in front it, only to realize he was trying to open the wrong apartment the whole time. Now MC is seeing him dozing off everywhere and take it upon themself to take care of him.

HEADCANONS/DRABBLES REQUESTS ARE OPEN | ALL NEXT DOOR NEIGHBORS HEADCANONS

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Masterlist!!

Hey there lovlies! I hope y'all are doing well. This blog is dedicated to Solmare’s characters from the otome game, Obey Me! One master to rule them all. Everything here is just for fun. Role-Players are welcome, and those interactions will be tagged as such.(please forgive me for errors in the writing, I run on one whole brain cell and a few hours of sleep)

Everything is gender neutral unless otherwise stated.

Rules

Fluff and Crack

Would You Still Love Me If I Were A Worm?

I Feel Like You Could Have Been Nicer To Me Today

Dates To Take Them On Drabbles

Lucifer, Mammon, Levi, Satan, Asmo, Beel, Belphie

Random HCs

OM! As Main Characters from B99!

GLITTER!!!!! (Big Brothers) (Little Brothers)(Side Demons) (Angels and Solomon)

What Dinosaurs They Would Own

3 Things - Mini-Series Lucifer, Mammon, Levi, Satan (draft)

OM As Interactions I’ve Had With My Siblings Pt.2 Pt.3 Pt.4 Pt.5 Pt.6

OM as “Famous Last Words”

Reactions to MC Falling Asleep On/Beside Them

Brother Bonding HCs

Reactions To MC Fake Towel Dropping on a Live Stream (Demon Bros only)

MC Makes Bento For The Boys (Request)

Cuddling HCs

Kissing HCs

Favourite Activities as Children HCs

Overtired OM Boys HCs

Boys As Random Shit I Nearly Hurt Myself Doing

Demon Form Animal Quirks

Forest Dates They’d Enjoy (HAS THE NEW 3)

Morning Routine

Ideal Vacation Spot HCs

Angst and Personal Comfort

Welcome To The World Satan- Theory

Reactions/HCs to MC Self-Deprecating

MC Struggles With Obsessive/Compulsive Behaviour

What It Means To Be The Oldest

HCs Idk How To Title But Its About Comfort

“Got You”

Worldbuilding and Misc.

Obey Me Characters as Monsters from Folklore

Things I Associate With The Boys

Trainer HCs (Pokemon x OM)

HTTYD- What Dragon They’d Ride

Citizens of The Devildom

The Thirteen Reapers NEW

RANKED

A series of mini hcs about least to most likely, worst to best *blank*, etc. About the boys. (REQS ARE ALWAYS OPEN FOR THESE)

Trick Or Treating

Storytelling

Full Fics

○ - Still in progress ●-Completed

A Guide To Babysitting In The Devildom ○

Chapters: Solomon, Wtf?, Meet The Tykes, Lucifer: Big Boy!, Mammon and Levi: Mine! V.S Me Too!, Asmo: Ew!, Beel: Dinner Indifference

Requests are OPEN however I will only write what makes sense to my brain, so if your req isnt written, Im sorry, Im just not the correct writer to ask.

Prompt List Masterlist + Rules

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Belphegor and Nightmares

This is the seventh part in the series, I’m going in order from oldest to youngest, so Lucifer’s, Mammon’s, Leviathan’s, Satan’s, Asmodeus’s, and Beelzebub’s are done, you can find them below. I’m considering doing the side characters as well but it might take a little longer to get those out since exams insist on existing :(

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six

Scenario: MC (you) wakes up from a very bad nightmare and seeks out comfort from the boys. You end sleeping next to them since you can’t sleep. This is inspired by me, since my dreams… … . they are funky to say the least.

also

Inspired by a conversation I had with @Tulip-hall

Genre: fluff

Warnings: Reader is gender neutral so this is for everyone! Spoilers from chapter 18!

You snap out of your dream and take in your surroundings. Your heart was racing and you were sweating. Throwing off your sheets you stand and survey your room. You were okay by the looks of it. Your dream had shaken you deeply and you feared sleeping again. You close your eyes for a moment and immediately regret it. Images from your night terror swim to the surface. You pry your eyes open again and quickly decide against sleep.

You peek into the hallway to make sure you are alone. After scouting the area you head down the hall. The twins were your best bet at comfort. Belphie was the first one you wanted to see. Quickly you realize that it would be difficult to wake him but you had already made it to the door. You don’t bother knocking, Belphie wasn’t one to wake up from knocking alone. Getting Belphie to listen and comprehend words was a challenge within itself. You pop your head in and you see the dark outlines of the boys sleeping in their beds. You slowly make your way to Belphie’s side. He was sleeping soundly as usual. You nudged him. No response, but that was to be expected.

You shove his shoulder harder. You really needed to talk to Belphie, but it was near impossible to wake up Belphie. You rocked him back and forth, trying to get some kind of a response. He grunted a little. That was progress, but not enough to soothe your fears. You were beginning to shake a little more. The room was dark and standing there was beginning to feel suffocating.

You began to frantically whisper his name. Pleading with him did the trick, he squinted up at you and gave a lazy smile. You knew better than to think that he was actually awake however. He had ‘woken up’ before and then passed out immediately after. Surprisingly, he grabbed you and pulled you into the bed. You gave a startled yelp and found yourself nose to nose with him. You found yourself a little calmer but this position was uncomfortable. You wiggled your arms free and pushed yourself away from him.

He whined at that and opened his eyes a little more. He registered the expression on your face and stared at you. His foggy mind took a few moments to understand what that face meant. A light went off in his head and he gasped. He seemed to realize what had happened. He flushed, you were lying so close, but there was no time to bask in your presence. Not while you lay there trembling.

Rubbing up and down your arm Belphie asked, “MC, hey what’s wrong? You look so frightened, did something happen?”

Belphie felt his heart rate quicken, he was reminded of the time he had attacked you. He felt his body ache, every time you were remotely upset he could sense that guilt again. You had insisted time and time again that it was all right. You understood the amount of pain he had been in. Belphie felt himself shut down when you were afraid. He could see the way you trembled and held back tears. He had made you feel that way. He remembered how he had laughed and enjoyed hurting you. It felt good to take out his anger and sorrow on someone weaker than him. Now all he could really feel was the feeling of self-hatred permeating every part of his body. The sticky feeling of your blood on his hands and the tears he had seen his brothers shed when he had hurt you. If Barbatos had not manipulated time, you would be dead. Because of him. It felt so cruel now to love you. He knew that he could never earn your affection after what he had done.

You gazed at Belphie and shook him again, he had been gazing up at the ceiling. He seemed shocked to see you there, pulled from his thoughts he reminded himself that you were still there. He shoved his negative thoughts aside and refocused on you. You had been describing your nightmare to him and he had zoned out. Still looking afraid, Belphie pulled you into his chest. He clung to you desperately.

Not only did you need him, he needed you. You had come to him of all the brothers to find comfort. His heart tore itself in half, he was overjoyed that you would seek him out, giving him hope that you could love him. The other half felt so unworthy, how could you think that he was safe? After everything, all the time he spent lying to you, you were laying there embracing him back.

Sighing into his touch, you nuzzled your face into the crook of his neck. He shuddered at the touch and made a promise to himself. The first time he hurt you was the last. He had you now, you had him. It would stay that way, no matter the circumstances. You had chosen him. No matter how he ran through the logic it didn’t make sense, but you still chose him.

He smiled to himself. He was upset to see you afraid but now that you were in his arms and he could feel you smiling into the crook of his neck he could sleep.

“MC, you and I should stay here like this forever,” Belphie whispered.

You hummed in response. The idea wasn’t plausible but you completely agreed. Staying there in a moment that was free pain and all that plagued you was heaven. Right there in the Devildom. You breathed in Belphie’s scent and felt the remaining tension in your muscles dissipate. The scent of linen and lavender filled your nose and assisted you in fading into sweeter dreams.

Belphie stayed awake for once and listened to your breathing. He knew that his foolish idea of staying there forever wasn’t realistic but he wanted to make it last for as long as possible. He couldn’t resist forever, but at least he fell asleep bearing a smile on his face.

Bonus:

Beel rolled out of bed and stretched, yawing. He glanced over expecting Belphie to be still asleep as usual. He made a puzzled sound and tilted his head seeing the two of you. He meandered over and made a little ‘huh’ sound as he looked at the two of you. He knew that Lucifer would make a fuss if he saw the two of you. To avoid anyone getting in trouble Beel lifted the two of you up. He put one of you on each of his shoulders. You were both jostled awake. Beel headed down the hall and hanging upside down over Beel’s shoulder you made eye contact with Belphie.

“Morning,” you giggled.

Belphie yawned and nodded at you, his hair swaying with Beel’s every step.

 Beel placed the two of you down in front of the dining room and gave you two both a nod and headed in. 

“I should ask Beel to taxi me to breakfast more often,” Belphie mumbles, rubbing his eyes before he opens the door to the dining room for you.