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soooooo new obey me app???

if I get to marry satan, say no less

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good news and bad news

good news: just took my last final (managed to get a 94 on it!) and i looked really cute while doing it! bad news: I accidentally gave myself blisters on my feet from power walking in shoes that are not meant to be power walked in lol

hence, the inspo for this drabble!

It wasn’t hard to get the brothers to give you the princess treatment. All it took was the hint of anything but being content. While it could get obnoxious at times, you milked it when you could.

After a day out with Asmo at what was essentially Coachella, you quickly discovered the source of your foot pains. Several blisters had formed mostly on your heels as you hadn’t had time to break in your shoes before the event. When Asmo discovered you inspecting the damage, he began acting what you’d consider fairly dramatic.

At first, you tried to calm him down as he presented you with an armful of products to speed up the recovery process. However, once you realized you’d likely be able to get an extension on the project you’d been procrastinating on, you began to play it up.

As soon as you got home, almost every brother was upon you. It had been all Asmo could talk about on the phone to Mammon, who told everyone else. Mammon was quick to sweep you off your feet, and he looked like he was holding back tears. Beel leant over his shoulder, your bags in his hands and concern written all over his face. The two absent brothers, Levi and Belphie, were already in your room, making it comfortable. Lucifer and Satan tried their hardest to seem the least concerned, but you could tell they would be the most so until they got a good look at you for themselves.

Even though something as simple as blisters didn’t stop you from doing most of your day to day tasks, it wasn’t hard to convince the brothers to treat you like royalty. You needed to get to dinner? All you had to do was ask Mammon or Beel, and they’d carry you there. You wanted to change the channel, but the remote was just out of your reach? Satan, who was seated next to you at all time, would just pass it to you. You found yourself tossing and turning while trying to fall asleep? Say no more, Belphie has the perfect solution, no matter what. You could forget about opening doors for yourself, or doing your own hair. The brothers would be willing to do whatever you needed, and more.

You knew that some of them knew you were playing it up, but you were their soft spot, after all.

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I COMPLETELY THOUGHT MY ASK SENT I'M SO SORRY- you can ignore me if you want don't worry :)

But, here is my idea!

How about a little secret hang-out with Solomon after they come back from the past to the present-? I imagine they might not spend as much time together because of the brothers and all, so maybe a little secret date between them :)) like maybe trying to make some kind of dish or sweet (and making sure Solomon doesn't add something weird) or something similar

I'm okay with any scenario honestly,I just think it's funny and cute how they might have to do it secretly haha

That's all, hope you have a great day/afternoon/night!

this is soooo cute omg. Came out longer than i originally imagined but I’m happy with it!

also very happy to hear from you <3

"MC. Where are you headed at this hour?" You froze at the sound of Lucifer's voice, despite behing halfway out of the door of the House of Lamentation.

“Lucifer!” You spun around, hiding your small bag of your things behind your back. “Crazy seeing you here. I didn’t know you hung out here.” You mentally face palmed.

“You’ve spent far too much time with Mammon. He’s rubbing off on you.” He shook his head, a knowing smile on his face. “You should get going before one of my brothers discovers us.” Lucifer quickly closed the distance between the two of you, holding the door open for you.

“You’re not going to stop me?” You narrowed your eyes.

“I can tell you miss him.” His tone was wistful, but his smile was knowing. “Be home tomorrow before breakfast so they don’t tear the realm apart searching for you.” He let out a sound of surprise you’d never heard from him when you threw your arms around him. “Honestly, its quite the feat that you’ve managed to make it this far.” He chuckled, hugging you back.

“I told them I needed a mental health evening. I’m surprised too.” You shrugged, not wanting to dig deeper into that.

“I’ll buy you as much time as I can. Be safe.” Lucifer reluctantly let you go.

“I promise.” He watched as you made your way down the path leading to the edge of the property. You waved to him when you noticed him lingering in the doorway. You heard Mammon whine somewhere from behind him, so after one final glance, he shut the door. Once finally over the property line, you teleported using the spell the man of the hour himself had taught you.

Once you appeared in front of the house you’d intended, you gleefully skipped to the front door. Solomon flung it open before you could knock.

“You don’t know how happy I am to see you!” He dragged you into the house. Simeon, Luke, and Raphael had retired to bed hours before you’d arrived, so as long as the two of you were quiet, it could stay that way. “This is the most I’ve seen of you for weeks!” He snatched you into his arms and spun you around in circles, peppering your face with kisses.

“I haven’t seen you this excited since the end of that two month potion mishap.” You braced yourself against his arms, but made no attempt to stop him, giggling like an idiot the entire time. He eventually set you back down, but still refused to let you go.

“Can you blame me?” Solomon sighed into your hair. You lingered in each other’s arms, enjoying the silence. After having spent so much time together, it felt wrong to spend so long apart.

“I ran into Lucifer on the way out, but he let me go. He said I should be back before breakfast.” You squealed with joy, before clapping a hand over your mouth.

“I’ll have to thank him. Otherwise, my hard work would go to waste.” He took you by your hands to the back garden of Purgatory Hall, where there was a simple, but cute stargazing set up. A blanket was spread across the grass. Various pillows were strewn randomly, and to the side were a couple of your favorite snacks. “After you, dear.” He allowed himself to be dragged down to eye level with you so you could press a kiss to his forehead.

“I missed you.”

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Can I request headcannons of MC getting in a fight with Solomon and Simeon (separately) about something pretty big and how MC (or Solomon/Simeon depending on the reason for the fight) makes up for it/apologizes? I just need some good old angst to fluff man.

Thank you and your writing is amazing!

hi! of course :)

the solomon one was def a lot more serious that the simeon one just because i couldn't think of much that mc and him would get into a serious fight about haha (this only thing i could think of was mc confronting him about his choices that led to him becoming humans and that needs it's own piece for sure)

i kinda deviated from the prompt as a wrote, so sorry about that haha. that happens sometimes as i write. the solomon one is much more on prompt

enjoy <3

Mc gets into a fight w/ Simeon and Solomon (separately)

Simeon

you get jealous that he's been spending so much time with the members of the school's art club

that in itself isn't the problem and you're glad he's getting out there more with something he doesn't normally do, it's just that you can tell that two other members in specific are very into him

they inserted themselves into your relationship and specifically tried to upset you, which cause you to blowup at them

"So, what time are you going to be home?" You pinched your D.D.D. between your shoulder and your ear as you got together the ingredients for dinner that night, since it was your turn to cook.

"In about an hour. Art club will take a little longer today. We're finishing our paintings. I hope you'll like it." The melodious voice of your boyfriend, Simeon, was piped into your ear.

"I'm sure it'll be amazing. If you're going to be late for dinner, let me know. I'll set aside a portion for you." You smiled at the nervousness you heard in his voice.

"Alright. I'll talk with you later then. Love you, Mc." Simeon said.

""Love you too. Stay safe." You put the phone down, and went back to preparing dinner. After you were done, you left it on the stove on keep warm and went off to get some homework done. Eventually, dinner time had rolled around, and still nothing from Simeon. You assumed everything was as normal, so you called your other housemates to dinner.

"Thank you Mc." Luke sat down at the table with his plate.

"Let me know what you think! I tried a modified recipe today." Before Solomon could speak up, the front door finally opened. You got up to greet who you presumed was just Simeon, but there were three people in the doorway.

"I'm home. Hope you don't mind I brought a few guests." Simeon stepped aside to fully reveal his two companions. You recognized them as two other members of the art club, an incubus and a succubus. They really liked Simeon, which wasn't wrong, but they liked him too much. They knew he was currently in a relationship, but that didn't seem to stop them.

The rest of what happened was somewhat of a blur. You vaguely remembered getting progressively more upset at the two newcomers, until eventually, you stood up from the dinner table and went upstairs to your room.

"Mc? I know you're in there." Simeon knocked on the locked door. you didn't answer him. "I'm sorry for bringing them home. I didn't know they'd say that to you. You can blame me all you want." Instantly, you felt bad for unconsciously pinning the blame on him. He had such an alluring personality, so it wasn't really his fault that everyone liked him.

"It's not your fault." You opened the door, and pulled him into the hug. "They were trying to get a rise out of me, and I took the bait. It was a result of pent up feelings I should've share before. I'm sorry."

Simeon sighed and patted your back. "No need to apologize. It's normal to be jealous. I could have done better and asked, but the past is in the past, isn't it?" He took a step back and picked something up that was leaning against the wall. "This is for you. I'd wanted to prepare some of your favorite cookies to go along with it, but I thought now might be a good time to give it to you." In his hands was a portrait of you.

"Simeon! This is beautiful. Thank you!" You hugged him again.

"I'm glad you like it." Simeon moved to set it down, but you stopped him.

"Let's hang it up right now. I have the perfect spot." Simeon was glad to have been graced with seeing your beautiful smile once more.

Solomon

the two of you get into a fight about his tendency to hole up in his room for days at a time

he says he's doing important experiments but you just want to spend time with him

when he does leave his room, it's a weird hours and it's at one of these times that you happen to run into him

"Sol." You held up your D.D.D.'s flashlight. In front of you was your boyfriend, looking like he hadn't slept in at least a few days. The situation might had been funny if you weren't so upset with him. He froze in the beam, looking like a deer in headlights.

"Mc, my love, my joy, my sunshine. What are you doing up this late?" He chuckled nervously, trying to rub the sleep out of his eyes.

"I could ask you the same thing." You stared at each other in silence. "Babe, it's been three days since I last saw you." He smiled at you sheepishly.

"I've been doing important work." The response he came up with was lackluster.

"What could be more important than your significant other?" You sighed, lowering the flashlight. Solomon didn't respond. "Our anniversary was yesterday. You promised to take me out to dinner. I waited and waited, and even knocked on your door, but you told me you'd be out soon. You never came out." Tears began to well up in your eyes despite promising yourself you wouldn't cry. As the realization hit him, Solomon began to move towards you to comfort you, but you took a few large steps backward.

"My work really is important, but let me make it up to you. We can go out tomorrow morning for brunch, or whatever you'd like." He kept trying to move towards you, but stopped once he realized you didn't want him to close the distance.

"Maybe. I don't know. My feelings are hurt is all. I got dressed up and even had a present ready. I left it outside your door, not that you noticed." You wiped the tears away with your sleeve.

"I made a real breakthrough in my research, if that helps." Solomon suddenly looked much more awake.

"It doesn't. At all. I only wanted one thing from you, but somehow you've managed to avoid it at every turn. I admire your passions, really, I do. But sometimes, I feel like that's the only thing you care about." You turned around, and ran out of the room, taking the only source of light with you.

"Wait! Mc, come back!" Solomon promptly ran headfirst into the door you'd just slammed shut, leaving him alone in the dark, and upset himself.

The next day, he showed up at the HoL, bouquet of flowers in hand. He hesitated for a moment, but knocked. Unfortunately, Satan greeted him. He looked mostly collected, but that didn't stop him from being nervous.

"Hello." Solomon smiled at him.

"I presume those flowers aren't for me." Satan raised an eyebrow.

"Haha, no. They're for..." Your name died on his tongue when he saw you in the background. Your eyes were rimmed red and you had messy hair, but you looked rested. When the two of you made eye contact, you froze.

"Mc, I'm sorry." He held out the flowers to you over Satan's shoulder. He rolled his eyes and stepped a little out of the way. Far enough to give him room, but close enough to force him back outside if needed. You burst into another round of tears, and before Belphie, who was next to you, could grab you, you ran towards him and hugged him tightly.

"That's all I wanted to hear yesterday." Solomon held you close with his free hand.

"I'm sorry for making you think my research was more important that you, I'm sorry for forgetting our anniversary, and I'm sorry for not communicating better." He extended the flowers to you again once you stepped back.

"Thank you. You remembered my favorites." You took them, and gave them a quick whiff.

"Is it too forthcoming of me to ask if you're still up for brunch?" Solomon chuckled.

"No. I'd love that. Just let me get changed." You handed the flowers back to him temporarily to run back inside to get out of your pajamas. Satan had left at some point, but Asmo had found his way into his place.

"Sol. I love you, but if you ever try that again, I think I'll have to put your heart on a spike in the RAD courtyard." Asmo giggled. That was the second time he'd heard his usually endearing nickname spoken in such a threatening way in the past day.

"Noted." Just the reminder he needed never to piss off his s/o or Asmo ever again.

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sorry for the silence (again lol)

almost done with all my exams then I’m on summer break! until summer semester starts but that’s a problem for future me

ill make up for the lack of content. planning to post something with a prompt i got from an event that I’m hoping to post next week :) hopefully wednesday? but no promises lol

in the meantime I’ll reblog some older stuff to make it feel like I’m actually here lol

you guys are the best 🫶

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gave it some thought and i'll be temporarily opening requests for the same format as my past two posts. give me something small and cute, kind of slice of life leaning that i can make something short and sweet with

not sure how long i want them open for, so i'll wait to see how many requests i get before i decide when to close them!

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“Mephi, I’m still not sure about this.” You still weren't entirely sure how Mephisto had talked you into even getting near his horses.

"I promise. It'll be fun." Mephisto stood next to you, a hand on your shoulder. "Hannya is our sweetest. I believe you'll get along swimmingly." He gestured to the mare standing to your left.

"You know how I feel about horses." You shuddered. When Mephisto opened his mouth, you quickly spoke over him. "And don't get technical about it. A horse is a horse, Devildom or not."

He laughed, then quickly tried to cover it up with a cough. It wasn't often you got to see him so happy. The moment you'd caved and agreed to come visit his horses, he'd visibly perked up, despite the fact that horses gave you the heebie-jeebies. "Once you get used to them, I promise you'll have a good time."

"You sure are making a lot of promises. How can I be sure you'll be able to keep them?" You didn't make the statement all that seriously, but Mephisto seemed to interpret it otherwise.

"I am a demon of my word." Mephisto smugly stated. "I'm so certain, in fact, that if you don't, I can owe you a favor."

You turned to face him in an instant. "Really?" He nodded in confirmation. "Can I cash that in for anything?"

"You may." He affirmed.

"Then, can I cash it in for a kiss?" You inquired. Mephisto's face flushed, and his eyes widened.

"I wouldn't be opposed to that." He averted his gaze.

"When do we start?"

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RAD was starting in less than twenty minutes, and thanks to Mammon, the both of you were running late.

You barreled into the bathroom, rushing to get ready. After quickly brushing your teeth, you decided you had time for a very quick shower.

As soon as the water was warm, you hopped in, scrambling to find your soap in the many bottles that lined the edge of the shower. Once you found your bottle, you found it was suspiciously lighter. Upon opening it and turning it on its head, it was as you’d suspected; the bottle was completely empty.

Whatever. You could just repay the likely culprit by giving them the treatment they’d given you.

As you reached for Belphie’s soap, determined to give him a taste of his own medicine, the bathroom door flung open, hitting the wall with such a force it groaned. It wasn’t out of the ordinary for one of the brothers to barge in during a shower of yours, but never did it come with such urgency.

Catching you off guard, Mammon pushed open the shower curtain, shooing you aside.

“Make room!” He insisted.

“What are you doing here?” You hissed. Despite this, you did as he asked. Mammon tossed his last article of clothing, which was his shirt, above and out of the shower. “Careful! You’re going to get my hair wet!”

Mammon zeroed in on the bottle in your hand. “What’re ya doin’ with Belphie’s wash? That gardenia shit is too strong.” He inspected it, totally blocking you from the stream of water. Before you could protest, he plucked it from your hands, and placed his own in place.

“It smells good! He used all mine, so I was going to make it even.” Mammon chucked that too out of the shower. It landed with a clatter next to his other articles of clothing.

“We don’t have time fer this. Use mine.” He insisted. You were both short on time, so you weren’t about to argue with him. You squeezed some of the liquid gold into your hand, and despite just having handed you the bottle, he seizes your hand and squeezed some out for himself. At least it could be closed now. You pushed him behind you so you had access to the water too.

The last thing you expected was for Mammon to trip over where you started washing.

“Yer tellin’ me you start with your stomach?” He stared at you in disbelief.

“I always do. We’ve showered together before. Why are you so surprised?” You turned to look at him, an eyebrow raised. He’d likely just been more focused on other things.

“That doesn’t feel right.” He mused.

“You’re one to talk. You start with your ass.” You shut him down quickly. When he opened his mouth to protest once more, you pressed a finger over his mouth. “Mams. We are running late. You were the one who decided you wanted to join me. Now is not the time for this.” You remarked, your voice sickly sweet.

“You’re lucky you’re cute.” Mammon muttered, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

“What was that?”

“Nothing!”

The two of you would be fourty-five minutes late.

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you awoke with a large fluffy blanket thrown over you. the last thing you remembered was watching a movie on the couch with most of the brothers. the only one who hadn't been there when you'd sat down was lucifer. it was about midnight, and to your surprise, every single brother was still present, fast asleep.

movie night was something you treasured. it was a time where you were guaranteed a moment with every brother, all while getting to eat snacks and enjoy whatever movie you'd agreed on that week.

you let your vision adjust to darkness, slowly searching for each of your companions. each slumbering form had a blanket thrown over them.

to your left was belphie, with essentially his entire body slumped over yours. his head was braced against your chest, and your legs were intertwined. his arms were curled around your neck, and something of a sweet smile ghosted his face. you shared that blanket, which explained why you were so warm. you didn't recognize the blanket, though. to your right, was mammon. your head was in his lap, and one of his hands cradled your face. he leant away from you, but that didn't stop you from feeling the love behind the gesture.

on the sofa to your far left, was asmo and satan. satan was in an uncomfortable looking position. it seemed as if asmo had fallen asleep with his arms around his favorite brother, so satan had to contort himself to be comfortable without awaking him. an abandoned book laid on the edge of the couch.

to the right, were two arm chairs, each containing another brother. in one, levi was curled up with something you couldn't see. a charger ran out from under the blanket and to a nearby outlet. in the other, was beel, asleep like a father would be in his favorite chair. a few empty bags of snacks sat around his feet. you could hear gentle snores come from his direction.

finally, you spotted lucifer. he had dragged a chair from the kitchen, and had set it between the sofa you were on and the arm chairs. his arms were crossed, and his chin was tucked into his chest. if you didn't know any better, you'd think he was awake.

as you slowly drifted back into unconsciousness, you came to the realization that lucifer must've tucked you all in, like the caring brother he was. even if you weren't part of the family, they all made you feel welcome.

it felt good to be loved.

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woohoo! glad to be on board for this zine :) very excited!!!! my mc basically only exists in my head so I’m glad she’s finally get her chance to shine lol

go give the account a follow at @countingsheepzine !

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One Night To Eternity (F!OC X Brothers

Mammon and Yuisa spend one night together in Sin City. Little did they know that one single night would tie Yuisa into his life in ways that would forever change her. It's even more of a surprise when she begins to change each of the demons surrounding her and eventually the entire Devildom.

Warnings: Gambling, One Night Stand, Sex, Intoxication, Kidnapping, Drugs, Marriage

If Mammon could have said one thing for certain it was that Las Vegas had to be one of the best cities humans had ever built. The money, the gambling, the drugs, and the sex. All of it strummed through his veins. Lucifer thought he was with the witches and the witches let him free far earlier than usual, only wanting money to fund them for the night. He had all night to do whatever the hell he wanted. That was exactly what he planned to do. Strolling into the casino it was filled with some of the most beautiful people with some of the ugliest souls. To the right, a row of slots lined up one after the other. Normally he would head straight for the chance of fast and easy cash. Tonight though, the buzz of anticipation in his fingertips told him that it wouldn’t be enough. Tonight, he needed to play the game.

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Sliding the chips towards her Yuisa pushed down a giddy laugh. It might not have been a big win, but she had more money than she started with, which was more than what could be said about her cousins. Two of them had lost enough that they left the casino over an hour before just to make sure they had enough money for the rest of the trip. Leaving just her and Eliany who, based on the eyes she was making at the woman across from her, was about to abandon her for the night as well. Eliany turned to look towards Yuisa and wiggled her eyebrows, causing her to roll her eyes and wave her away with a smirk. Eliany was gone faster than she could blink, her prize following behind her.

Yuisa stayed at the table, wanting to play another round of blackjack. It was her favorite game, one that she usually had a knack for. Just as the game began a man took the seat to her left. Immediately her attention drew towards him and his striking white hair. She watched him from the corner of her eyes, vaguely paying attention to the dealer shuffling the cards. She could tell, even from her limited view, that his piercing blue eyes had stopped on her far more than once. His skin a couple shades darker than her own honey-colored skin. Yuisa rarely found herself attracted to men she didn’t already know.

“If ya keep starin’ like that you’re gonna end up losin’,” the man’s voice was rough and teasing. Reminded of the game, she watched as the dealer passed out the cards to the table.

“I guess I should thank you then. Saying that is only going to make me want to win more,” Yuisa turned her attention back to him. “My competitiveness will have me winning two to your one.”

He laughed, his voice sending shivers through her.

“Would ya bet on that Doll?” A nickname like that would usually have her dismissing someone from the start. With him, it only seemed to draw her in more.

“Depends, what are the terms?”

“For every game one of us wins more than the other we get a drink on their dime,” he was smirking. A wild look in his eyes. This was probably a bad idea, terrible really. Still, she couldn’t stop herself.

“You have a deal…” she trailed off, waiting for his name with her hand out.

“Mammon,” he stooks her hand, a spark passing between their palms and surprising her.

“Yuisa but after buying me three drinks you can call me Isa,” she teased. Just as Mammon was about to retort he watched as she flipped her card revealing a blackjack. When his own card was flipped it revealed his loss to the dealer. Yuisa turned, catching the attention of a server. “Can I get a margarita? Something sweet, and make sure it’s expensive.”

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“I can’t believe you got us kicked out,” Yuisa said through hiccupping laughs. She stumbled, holding onto Mammon’s leather-covered arm. He wasn’t much steadier on his feet as he turned, red-faced, away from the casino and its bouncer.

“Me? You’re the one that spilled that drink on that bouncer,” Mammon said in fake offense. His own laughter sparking as Yuisa only laughed harder. Neither of them knew where they were going as they stumbled drunkenly down the sidewalk. Even through the jumbled mess in their heads, they knew they should separate and go back to the people waiting for them. Still, neither one of them could pull away from the magnetism growing between them. Looking for any excuse to stay with the beautiful stranger, Yuisa clung to the first thing that came to mind.

“You still owe me a drink,” she clung to Mammon’s arm, enamored with the toothy smile he passed to her. The two had spent the whole night one winning just for the other to take the lead and back again. By the end they had bought so many drinks they were too drunk to think and neither knew if they had actually made any money or just spent it all on the other.

“Oi, ain’t no bar gonna serve us. Ya can barely stand,” as soon as the words were out of his mouth, he walked straight into a metal light pole. A spew of curses escaped his lips at the same time that Yuisa, finding the incident and his reaction hilarious, broke out in uncontrollable laughter. She had let go of his arm at some point and now, with her laughter and spinning mind, she fell back straight onto her ass. In a panic Mammon grabbed her arm, pulling her up and against his chest. Like a switch, her laughter died out.

Mammon couldn’t help but be captured by her eyes, almost black in color. His eyes traced the freckles over her cheeks to the cupid’s bow of her lips. Before he could register what was going on they were moving. Pressing towards each other. Their lips locked and Mammon pulled her closer. Pressing her against him. Mammon’s tongue traced her lips as her arms wrapped around him and tangled in his hair. With no fight, a desperate groan escaped him. Maybe it was the thrill of the night or his drunk-addled mind, but he couldn’t remember the last time he wanted someone this badly.

A woman bumped into the pair quickly uttering apologies as she scurried away. Just like that, his lust-filled haze was broken. Mammon’s annoyance fled as quickly as it came. Yuisa’s face lit up with a smile. She intertwined his fingers with hers and began to pull them down the street. Pointing to a brightly lit sign, she let out a high squeal.

“Oh, I know! I know! I want ice cream. A sundae, the ones they light on fire. As repayment for that drink,” Mammon didn’t even argue about the amount of money that he was spending.

“Pretty sure you're thinking of those ice creams they pour alcohol on.”

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Mammon groaned, the ringing of his DDD blaring in his ears. A stir could be felt from beside him, helping to wake him. Looking beside him at the sleeping human, Mammon spotted Yuisa. Only parts of the night before came to his mind. His DDD stopped ringing only to start again seconds later. Yuisa grumbled and pushed her head deeper into his side. He picked up his DDD, seeing Lucifer’s name flash across the screen. Glancing at the time, it was past noon. He was so fucked. Lucifer was going to be pissed. He answered the call, wincing as Lucifer’s voice rang through as he pressed into his ear.

“Mammon, where are you?” Lucifer’s voice came out angry and harsh. Mammon tried to scramble for excuses but before he could come up with anything Lucifer had lost his patience. “Come home. We have things to do,” Mammon sat up, his eyes still on Yuisa. He couldn’t just leave, right?

“Give me a few hours. I need-”

“Now, Mammon. I don’t have time for your antics today. I don’t want to have to come and get you myself. The layers are acting up and I don’t have the time for this,” Mammon mentally cursed. It was better to just leave. Yuisa didn’t need to be involved with whatever plans Lucifer had if he decided to come get him.

“Alright. I’m comin’. No need ta go around threatin’ me.”

“Now Mammon,” and with that Lucifer hung up. Mammon stood peering around the room for his clothes. In one corner laid a sparkly bundle of white fabric along with a crumbled mess of a suit. Who’s suit was that? Really, whose hotel room was this? It wasn’t his so it had to be hers. Did that suit belong to her boyfriend? A ridiculous surge of possessiveness awoke in Mammon, trying to convince him to forget Lucifer and catch the scent from the clothes so he could hunt them down and tear them apart piece by-. Mammon stopped himself surprised by his reaction.

Finally finding his clothes, he pulled them on. In a moment of brief unsurety Mammon grabbed the notepad and pen from the hotel desk, scribbling a brief: I had fun last night. Thx- Mammon. He added his Human World phone number. It wouldn’t work in the Devildom but the next time he was called to see the witches any missed calls would show up. He tore the paper off, leaving it on the pillow he had been using. He took the moment to notice her face. Even scrunched in frustration she was beautiful to him. Mammon found that his emotions only seemed to confuse him more and more. He didn’t want to leave, at least not without her in his arms. It was silly and he shook out the feeling with his steadfast self-control.

Mammon left the hotel, each step to the closest portal making the need to go back stronger. By the time he had stepped through the portal, his skin was breaking out in an uncomfortable sweat. It was hours later that the same skin rose with goosebumps leaving him with an unnatural chill for a demon used to temperature that would freeze a human in place.

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With a headache cursed by the devil himself Yuisa scrambled out of the bed, taking all the bedding to the ground. Her head buried in the toilet she found seconds before it was too late. She felt like she had been hit by a bus. It took more than a few minutes to pull herself from the cold bathroom floor. Making her way to the back of the room, Yuisa ignored everything but the search for her phone. She lifted the fallen blanket and pillows from the ground, silently cheering when the rose gold case caught her eye in its short tumble. The screen lit up in her palm as she picked it up from the floor, showing what seemed like an endless number of missed calls and texts. Eliany’s name was the closest to the top. She pressed her cousin’s name, hearing the phone ring for only a moment.

“Where the hell are you?” Yuisa could hear humor and relief mixed in her voice. She looked around the room, this definitely wasn’t he hotel room. It didn’t even look like the right hotel.

“In a hotel room? Not sure which hotel. I’m alone,” she frowned at the pang of longing in her chest. She didn’t like having one-night stands for that exact reason. She was far too emotional but this level of ache in her chest was extreme, even for her.

“You’re not sure? What happened last night?” Yuisa thought through the night before, starting from when she last seen Eliany; Mammon who was easy enough to remember, maybe even too easy if someone asked her, getting kicked out, ice cream, Elvis… Elvis, Yuisa’s heart dropped to her feet. Her head jerking towards her left hand. No, she couldn’t have, especially not in such a cliche way, in Vegas and with a fake Elvis. But sure enough, if the ridiculously huge diamond on her finger said anything, she had.

“Oh fuck. No no no. What that... This can’t be happening.”

This piece is inspired by @koolades-world and their amazing piece. I highly recommend you read it and some of their other work. It’s really amazing.

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[koolades-world]

Cupid's Curse

alright, so I know it's not Valentine's Day anymore and hasn't been for a while now but I am quite the procrastinator! better late than never, though!

this was in collaboration with the wonderful and very talented @julia-loves-cupcakes who drew the art you'll see in the fic! go follow them and let them know how much you enjoyed their art!! together, we decided to make ours on satan and solomon, who have a bit of a magical mishap. don't worry though, mc always comes to the rescue haha

it's a two for one! read a fic and see amazing art at the same time that go hand in hand! thanks @obeymevents for organizing this :)

When looking at Satan and Solomon from the outside, it was easy to assume they were collected. Their cool and suave demeanors were something envied by every demon who passed them at RAD. Today was no different.

But, today was Valentine’s Day, and they’d both been unlucky enough to forget. It was unlike either of them to forget such a holiday. In years past, they’d prepared surprises for those around them months in advance. For whatever reason this year, whether that be due to the influx of homework, or getting wrapped up in personal projects, the day was about to give them a shock to a caliber they hadn’t gotten in a millennia.

The two of them had been none the wiser the evening before. The two of them were huddled in Satan’s room over an interesting purchase they’d made the previous day at a second hand bookstore. The book itself wasn’t too special. It was a book that could prove tricky to come across as it had been decades since it had been in print, but it wasn’t something neither of them had seen before. What had actually caught their interest was the scribbles in the margins. Whoever this was, they’d left hundreds of annotations that ranged from their personal thoughts about the text, or improvements upon the listed spells. Satan and Solomon were aware of the hazard of trying out homemade spells, but they were hardly strangers to that.

“This comment is interesting.” Solomon tapped his finger against one of the notations.

“I thought the same.” Satan nodded his head, examining the writing again. “This had crossed my mind before, but I hadn’t thought to implement it this way.” It wasn’t easy to impress him, but this mysterious person had done it in less than an hour. He didn’t even know who they were, yet he found himself wishing he did.

“Satan!” A loud drumming on his bedroom door interrupted their conversation, then followed by a rapid jiggling of the doorknob as the person on the other side of the door tried to enter the room.

Satan couldn’t help but roll his eyes. “What do you want, Mammon?” He huffed.

“I need yer opinion on my gift for MC.” When Mammon continued to rattle the doorknob, Satan realized he wasn’t going to give up until he gave him what he wanted. He got up, and cracked the door open.

“Show it to me.” Satan demanded, rather than asked.

Mammon was proudly holding up a handmade card, and a box containing two matching bracelets, each with a golden heart. A bundle of roses was tucked under his arm. “It took me forever to pick these out. Don’t ya think they’re perfect? One for me, one for them.” He removed one from the box, and gently showed Satan the heart up close. On it, was engraved an M.

“They’ll love it, but I’m confused. Why are you giving them a present?” Satan lent against the door frame, wracking his brain for an occasion. It wasn’t MC’s birthday yet, nor was it any sort of anniversary. There was also the chance that Mammon simply wanted to get them a gift, but that didn’t warrant a card in his opinion. It was far too planned for that to be the case.

“It’s Valentine's Day? Have ya lost yer mind? Of course I’m gettin em’ a present!” Mammon squinted at his younger brother, before putting the bracelet back in its place. 

Satan felt rooted to the spot as he took in the words. He quickly took a mental count of the days, using an assignment he’d just completed that he’d remembered dating for reference. He’d only completed that yesterday, and he’d marked the date as February 13th. It was indeed Valentine’s Day.

“I’ve got important matters to attend to.” He said stiffly, before suddenly slamming the door in Mammon’s face.

“Weirdo.” Satan heard Mammon sigh through the door.

Based on the strained expression on Solomon’s face, it was easy to see that he too had forgotten the holiday.

Solomon was still holding the book open with one of his hands, where it was frozen while he was lost in thought. “How did we both forget? What are we going to do?” Satan slammed his hand down on the book. Perhaps it was the pressure of the hit, or the tension behind it, but the moment it did, both of them knew something had happened. They were overtaken by an intense feeling neither could place.

Whatever it was, it wasn’t sudden. It gave the pair a second of false hope, that maybe nothing had happened. Just as fast as they’d built up that optimism, it crumbled around them as the book between the two of them let out a shimmery ray of light. 

Before he knew it, Solomon was tumbling through the air. He was just a second too late, and handed headfirst into the ground. He spent a moment on the ground, dazed, before deciding now was no time to be spent splayed out on the ground. With a light groan, he rubbed his head, and sat up. Most of his vision was filled with a yellow-tinged white. As he stood up, he realized the other thing for miles was that same sickly yellow. He brushed himself off, and quickly realized Satan wasn’t with him.

As he turned to his left to scan the area for the blond, he jumped back as his peripheral vision was filled with lines of something darker in color. He pursed his lips. He thought he recognized what he was seeing. In order to confirm his suspicions, he moved towards his point of interest. It was larger than he’d anticipated, so he hoisted himself up to stand on top of what he now knew for sure was a word. 

The word he’d chosen to investigate was handwriting from their mystery person, and was much larger than the text of the book, which explained the perspective. It was also quite a long word; one that he had to brush up on the definition of. He could now easily see the rows upon rows of text that he and Satan had been studying carefully. While drinking in the sight, he couldn’t help but notice that the aforementioned demon was nowhere to be seen. He turned to the other open page of the book, and quickly saw that the text in a specific corner wasn’t quite as orderly as it had once been.

Solomon was quick to decide to head that way, but rather than hop down off the scrawling, he jumped from word to word, using it to get to where he wanted as quickly as possible. Once he was there, he had to cover his mouth to keep himself from bursting out with laughter.

All of the nearby words had been gathered into a pile, all of them tangled together, making them illegible. With each movement, they wobbled, seemingly threatening to break apart. In the center of the unceremonious pile was exactly who he’d been searching for. The situation was anything but flattering. Satan sat in the middle, fighting to get free. He threw punches left and right, sending shorter words packing. He swore at vowels that threatened his peace, and snapped longer words in half with his bare hands. By the time Solomon had found him, most of the words had been reduced to their simplest form: letters.

“You look like you could use a hand.” Solomon called out, standing next to the jumble.

“Do I really?” Satan sarcastically remarked, shoving a preposition out of his face. “I woke up in this mess.” He looked and sounded beyond frustrated, and if he wasn’t himself, Solomon might not know how to handle the situation.

“Take a deep breath. If you want to get untangled, shifting out of your demon form is the first step towards that.” Solomon gestured towards all the letters with holes in them stuck to his spiny tail. 

Satan let out a deep sigh. “You’re right.” He closed his eyes, and after a moment, he was back to normal. Solomon stepped forward, picking his way towards Satan. Once he was in front of him, he began to toss various characters aside to help free his friend. After working together to yank a particularly stubborn ampersand symbol off Satan’s arm, the blond was finally free.

“Much better, isn’t it?” Solomon plucked an exclamation point out of Satan’s hair, flicking it aside with a chuckle.

“Easy for you to say.” Satan grumbled. Now that he was finally out of his predicament, he was able to view their situation with fresh eyes. “Where are we?”

Solomon cocked his head to the side. “I thought it was obvious we were in the book we were just reading?” He said. Satan inspected the area again, thinking it over.

“You’re right.” The more he looked, the more Satan remembered. From the font of the text, to the ink color of the commentary, it was unmistakably their latest find at the bookstore. He opened his mouth to ask the question that was likely on both their minds, but quickly shut it again, shaking his head. “How we got here isn’t important. We need to get out of here.” He knelt down, and began gathering back up the letters he’d just been trapped in.

“What’s on your mind?” Solomon began doing the same, knowing his companion had a plan.

“First, we need to make a distress signal. We don’t know anything about this place. What happens if the book closes? Mc might come by, so they might see this.” After Satan had an armful of letters, he began arranging them in the shape of an S, placing them back down on the page as they’d appear if typed.

“I knew I liked you for a reason.” Solomon chirped, earning him a playful shove from Satan. For the uncertainty of the situation, the two were having more fun than they thought they’d be having. The pair made quick work of their plan, even adding MC’s name to the end to hopefully have a better chance of catching their attention.

Once they were finished, they stood back to admire their work.

“I think we did an excellent job.” Solomon dusted his hands off, a smug grin adorning his face.

“Now that that’s done, our next plan of action should be finding a way out. Easier said than done though.” Satan went back to scouring the area, in search of anything useful. Before they could, however, they felt the ground beneath them rumble. In a blink of an eye, everything tilted sideways, sending the both of them, along with a collection of unanchored letters, plummeting downward. To Satan and Solomon, it seemed as if there was no end, as it was yellowed paper as far as the eye could see, like when they’d appeared in the book.

Satan, rather than extending a hand to Solomon, roughly grabbed him by his cape and managed to grab ahold of a nearby word. It was one of the few left that hadn’t fallen with the rest when the book had been tilted. The force of the two beings and hundreds of letters hurtling at them had sent the words below them falling too. For a second, the two let out a sigh of relief. As if their exhale had been the final straw, like in a cartoon, the handlebar of the H Satan had latched onto let out a squeak, and gave way. 

Yet again, Satan found himself in a pile of letters. At least, this time he wasn’t alone. Or, so he thought. He dug through the heap. Since Solomon had hit the letters first, he was nowhere to be seen. If it hadn’t been for the book shaking, Satan thought he wouldn’t have found the sorcerer. Satan saw his hand appear nearby him, and despite being semi-trapped himself, he did just as Solomon had done for him not too long ago. Solomon reemerged, hacking. With a clumsy slap on the back from his blond companion, a comma flew out of his mouth.

“I don’t think I’m ever going to see letters the same again.” Solomon shook his head, a hand on his throat. “Almost choking to death on a comma wasn’t in my bingo card for this century.”

Satan nodded in agreement. “We need to get out of here.” Again, with all too convenient timing, in the blank space that had just been created above them, writing began to appear out of thin air. It wasn’t typed like the kind they were bathing in, nor was it swoopy and elegant like the annotations that still hung in the air around them. It was a style of handwriting they recognized. The pink was unmistakable.

“Found you guys! Sorry about the tumble.”

The two looked between each other and the sky with disbelief. “That’s MC handwriting!” Solomon exclaimed, his signature smile back.

“I don’t believe it.” Satan’s mouth hung agape.

“I sure can’t either.” They paused for a moment, before continuing. “You guys are so cute!”

Satan took a moment processing what they’d written, before thinking out loud. “Can they hear us?”

“I sure can. You sound like mice.” Neither of them could hear or see MC, but Satan already knew they were cooing over the book. “Based on what I see, it looks like you could use some help.” It was an eerie thought that they were being watched. At least it was someone they trusted.

“Any ideas?” Solomon inquired.

“Hang onto each other.” The message was ominous, but the two latched hands regardless. Slowly but surely, they could feel the book being tipped back on its side. It was just slow enough so they weren’t overtaken by the letter, but quick enough for them to be sliding down the mountain at an alarming rate. It was a bit harder to see what MC was writing to them now, but it wasn’t impossible. They went back and forth for a bit, bouncing ideas off each other. Each one got shot down for various reasons. At some point, they began to grow desperate as time ticked on, and the suggestions grew more and more ridiculous. It got to the point where the entire page was filled with the communications back and forth.

MC eventually left the pair to go fetch an eraser to clear the page, giving them some more time to ponder.

“Do you think Asmo will miss me?” Solomon dramatically sighed, draping the back of his hand over his forehead after plopping down on the ground.

“We’re going to be fine.” Satan rolled his eyes. He softened his tone once he saw a touch of genuine concern on Solomon’s face. “If we really can’t figure a way out, MC can always take us to Barbatos. He would surely have a solution.” He knew that Lucifer was likely a quicker option that’d get the job done just as effectively, but Satan wasn’t willing to receive his help. Especially not when he apparently sounded like a mouse.

“I’m not sure he’d want to help me out in particular, but if it’s our only option…” Solomon nervously laughed.

“I’m back!” The words around them began to vanish in large sweeps.

“Please be careful.” Satan recoiled as one of the eraser strokes came a little too close for his liking.

“Sorry.” After that, they erased with more precision, taking care while near them. When the page was clear, MC penned something near where they were standing, seemingly having thought about it while they were away. “Since it’s Valentine’s Day, maybe a display of affection would do the trick?” Their words got Solomon thinking. 

“I like it!” Satan wasn’t as convinced, but Solomon’s cadence caused him to give the idea more thought.

“What do you mean by that?” Satan said slowly. He wasn’t sure where the sorcerer and his apprentice were headed with the idea, but the fact that they were both so enthusiastic about the idea only let him know just how connected they were.

MC drew a heart with a smiley face next to it, most likely an answer to his question. It spurred Solomon on, as he did a little jump for joy.

“Exactly my idea. Great minds think alike.” Solomon and MC began to create space on the page, leaving Satan no chance to question them further. He still hadn’t totally been following, but as long as it didn’t involve anything conventional, he was on board. Knowing them, it would be anything but.

Only when Solomon began to arrange his armful of letters in the shape of a heart did Satan finally get it. He felt stupid for not getting it sooner. He joined in, while still not fully convinced, because two of his favorite people were wholehearted about it. It couldn’t hurt to try.

“Would you like to do the honors?” Solomon offered, extending an S out to Satan.

“Let’s do it together.” Satan took the other side, and they slotted it into the tip of the heart, forming the point.

At first, just like when they were transported into the book, nothing happened. Solomon couldn’t help but feel slightly disappointed, but he continued to hang onto hope. It took a couple seconds, but a similar feeling washed over him that he’d gotten right before heading into the book. It was vaguely familiar, but he didn’t have time to dwell on it as the pair was engulfed by another beam of dazzling light.

After the light faded, and the pair finished with their frantic blinking, they realized they were standing right next to Satan’s bed. The book rested where they’d left it, and standing off to the side was MC, their savior.

“You don’t know how grateful we are to see you.” Satan let out what was hopefully his last sigh of the day. Solomon on the other hand, didn’t hesitate to hug them, insisting Satan join in.

“I knew you’d find a way.” Solomon hummed.

“That was all you guys. I was throwing out ideas.” MC laughed. “I’m glad I came looking for you.” They added.

“We need to confess something.” Satan knew Solomon was about to tell them about how they’d gotten into their predicament in the first place.

“Did you forget about Valentine’s Day? I’m not mad.” They smiled.

“Mammon reminded us. You can probably guess where that went.” Satan was a little surprised that they somehow got it spot on, but he knew by now to expect the unexpected from MC.

“There’s no need to apologize, since I know that’s coming next. I’m not upset you forgot. You show me just how much you care all year round. Besides, don’t think I haven’t noticed just how swamped you’ve been lately.” They knew the cat duo all too well.

“That is true.” Satan trailed off.

“When have I ever been wrong?” They triumphantly put their hands on their hips. “Don’t start.” MC shot down Solomon before he could even open his mouth with a nasty side eye.

“Let us make it up to you at least.” Solomon pivoted away from teasing MC, and instead, got into a playful argument with them. MC was insistent that they didn’t need to do anything. Instead of joining them, Satan fished in his pockets for his DDD, hoping he hadn’t left it behind in the book by accident. Instead, he found something very different.

“Look at this.” Satan caught MC and Solomon’s attention. He drew his hand out of his pocket, revealing a couple of rouge punctuation marks. MC stuck out their hand, and, without a second thought, Satan dumped them into their hands. They curled their fingers around them, hiding them in their fist.

“Why don’t we go get something to eat? I’m free right now, and I think Asmo is planning something that I’m not allowed to be around for anyway. You guys must need a break after that ordeal.” MC offered.

“We’re going, and you’re not paying a single grim.” Satan firmly stated. Between them saving himself and Solomon, and it being the afternoon of Valentine’s Day, he was determined to treat them like the royalty they were.

“If that’s what you guys want.” MC shrugged, knowing there was nothing they could do to sway the team. That was a battle they could not win, not with both Satan and Solomon against them.

“It is. Only the best for my dearest apprentice!” Solomon put his hands on MC’s shoulders from behind, before spinning them around with a sweep of his cloak so they were sandwiched between himself and Satan. “How about this? Let us make it a surprise.” He peeked over their shoulder, looking between them and the demon across from him.

“I’ll tell you right now, it won’t be much of a surprise if you just take me to a cat cafe. I’m not saying I’m opposed to that, but the two of you are very predictable.” When Satan sputtered and turned pink, MC knew they’d gotten his plan spot on.

“What are you talking about?” Satan swatted at the air, promptly making a beeline for the door.

“We’ll be back in a couple minutes.” Solomon grinned, and after giving MC’s shoulders a final pat, he left to follow Satan, likely to find a new place to eat.

MC found themselves giggling over their antics. They were all too easy to anticipate. They opened the hand holding the pesky punctuation marks, peering down at them. Leaning over the book the duo had only just emerged from, they placed their hand facedown on the book, and dragged their fingers across the page. When they lifted it again, the characters were gone, and the book was mostly back to normal. 

The text was restored to its original positions, and their pink notes were gone. The only difference was the heart Satan and Solomon had made to free themselves was still present, tucked away in a corner. With several more strokes of their pen, they left a vague note, about the heart being key. It seamlessly blended into the rest of the annotations left behind, like it had been there to begin with. They shut the book after that, satisfied. 

Never did they guess that it would be Satan and Solomon to stumble upon the book after all those years. 

They then left to go find wherever the two had gone. They did have a lunch date to attend to, after all.

[koolades-world]

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[koolades-world]

you awoke with a large fluffy blanket thrown over you. the last thing you remembered was watching a movie on the couch with most of the brothers. the only one who hadn't been there when you'd sat down was lucifer. it was about midnight, and to your surprise, every single brother was still present, fast asleep.

movie night was something you treasured. it was a time where you were guaranteed a moment with every brother, all while getting to eat snacks and enjoy whatever movie you'd agreed on that week.

you let your vision adjust to darkness, slowly searching for each of your companions. each slumbering form had a blanket thrown over them.

to your left was belphie, with essentially his entire body slumped over yours. his head was braced against your chest, and your legs were intertwined. his arms were curled around your neck, and something of a sweet smile ghosted his face. you shared that blanket, which explained why you were so warm. you didn't recognize the blanket, though. to your right, was mammon. your head was in his lap, and one of his hands cradled your face. he leant away from you, but that didn't stop you from feeling the love behind the gesture.

on the sofa to your far left, was asmo and satan. satan was in an uncomfortable looking position. it seemed as if asmo had fallen asleep with his arms around his favorite brother, so satan had to contort himself to be comfortable without awaking him. an abandoned book laid on the edge of the couch.

to the right, were two arm chairs, each containing another brother. in one, levi was curled up with something you couldn't see. a charger ran out from under the blanket and to a nearby outlet. in the other, was beel, asleep like a father would be in his favorite chair. a few empty bags of snacks sat around his feet. you could hear gentle snores come from his direction.

finally, you spotted lucifer. he had dragged a chair from the kitchen, and had set it between the sofa you were on and the arm chairs. his arms were crossed, and his chin was tucked into his chest. if you didn't know any better, you'd think he was awake.

as you slowly drifted back into unconsciousness, you came to the realization that lucifer must've tucked you all in, like the caring brother he was. even if you weren't part of the family, they all made you feel welcome.

it felt good to be loved.

[koolades-world]

oh we are so back

wifi has been fixed <3333 will love you forever spectrum technician guy <3

school starts on tuesday but i have online stuff to do monday screaming and crying </3. you won't believe how long i fought with a program i had to download for class

will have something out soon to make up for my absence! also hoping to update my masterlist lol

[koolades-world]

Happy Birthday Mc!

today is my birthday so I decided to make a special post in celebration! this usually won't happen but I figured I'd put in a little extra effort for the occasion!!!

Lucifer

"It's your birthday? Have my best wishes. Meet me in the garden behind the house after dinner. I have a surprise for you. See you then."

treats you to anything you said you wanted over the past year

expect flowers, a giant cake, and dinner at the fanciest place he could find

he feels like he doesn't appreciate you enough, so he practically treats you like royalty

lets you cuddle him to your hearts content <3

Mammon

"Happy birthday, human! What, did ya think I forgot? Of course I didn't. Here, I got this for ya. Get ready for a day of fun with your best man!"

so excited that it's your birthday and goes all out

he's never spent so much money on someone that wasn't himself before, but he couldn't thank you more for everything

makes sure you don't have to lift a single finger, even if you fight him on it

gives you a cute little birthday crown that he made himself, and of course, you wear it with glee

Levi

"Happy birthday! Gah, I hope that didn't sound stupid. I spent forever practicing... You're still listening!? Forget you heard that! This is for you. I hope you like it. It took me a month to decide."

he's so so nervous about giving you your gift, but he makes himself give it to you

he gives you merch for your favorite game that you never thought you'd see in person

also gifts you in game currency for your favorite gacha game since he understands the grind

at the end of the day, he gives you a tight hug before running off, embarrassed

Satan

"Good morning, love. Happy birthday. If you're ready, shall we go out for breakfast? You are? Perfect. I have the day planned just to your liking."

he's got the entire day planned, including all your favorite things and romantic moments

each gift he gives is given at a specific time with a specific meaning

even organizes a trip to the human world so you can visit your family and friends

your day ends in his arms as he reads you a book

Asmo

"Happy birthday gorgeous! You look just amazing. Now, before you say anything, open this. Do you like it? Turn around so I can put it on you!"

totally takes you shopping! even goes as far as to rent out the entire store for you

photo shoot with all the fun new outfits you make

fancy dinner and a large party where you're the center of attention

of course, he pampers you at the end of the day with a nice bath and a massage

Beel

"Happy birthday, Mc. I wasn't really sure what to get you, so I hope you like it. There's a cake for you in the kitchen, but don't wait too long to eat it. I'm hungry."

thought very hard about what to get you, and ask around to get ideas

eventually, he decided to give you something small and offer to take you on a hike somewhere remote and beautiful

treats the day pretty much normal, until he reveals the cake that he made for you

it wasn't perfect, but it meant the world to you that he made it and didn't eat it

Belphie

"Ahh, happy birthday. Your first gift is in my room. What's with the surprise? Just because I sleep so much doesn't mean I'm forgetful."

secretly the best gift giver

he makes it so there's a surprise around each corner for you throughout your day

also gives you a beautiful handwritten letter

one of the few days he's actively awake the entire time

Diavolo

"Happy birthday, sunshine!! I know how much birthdays means to humans, so I went all out. Follow me to the first surprise!"

goes all out and makes the entire Devildom celebrate!

makes it a holiday and gives everyone the day off, so he has more time with you

except the biggest celebration you've ever had

researches into human birthday traditions and plans a cute party including a pinata

Barbatos

"Mc, happy birthday. May your day be filled with many joys. The cake I made for you should be just to your liking. I hope you'll enjoy it."

gives you a beautiful hand made card with his gorgeous calligraphy

treats you to a fancy tea party! super fancy with all your favorite sweets

cooks you your favorite food <3

also says the cutest things to you that makes you feel like you're the only person in the world

Simeon

"Hello! Happy birthday! Lucifer told me you were having a party at the House of Lamentation later. Expect to see me there, but I hope you don't mind if I steal you for now?"

most of his gifts are handmade!

expect a cake he made and help with all your daily tasks so you can get to fun sooner

wants to make sure your day is perfect and extra special

prepares you a cup of hot chocolate at the end of the day for enjoying with your favorite movie

Solomon

"Happy birthday, my apprentice. Now, I know this is a little late, but what do you want for your birthday besides my company? Any potion you want made or wish you want granted? Oh, I can do that. Consider it done, beautiful."

pretends like he forgot your birthday at first, but does a 180 and showers you with all sorts of things

gets you a brand new coat that looks suspiciously like his and when you call him out, he acts like he has no clue what you're talking about

takes you to dinner somewhere casual, but treats you like royalty

he pampers you that night and feeds you dessert <3

Luke

"Happy birthday Mc! Will you open my gift right now? I'm so excited! Do you like it? I blessed it myself so those yucky demons won't be able to steal it. Really? Yay!"

so excited to celebrate with you!

he makes all your favorite desserts, and gives you a lot of little things he gather over the year for you

practically attaches himself to your side all day

talks your ear off!! and wishes you happy birthday at least five times and reminds everyone else to as well