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sorry i’ve been absent for the past fiew weeks, i’ve been without wifi.. missed practically 2 whole events just because i couldn’t play (sadge). to apologize, i’m going to post the short-form story i wrote a few weeks ago! this happens the first time MC finds the stairs lucifer guards.

It was meant to just be a little walk. Moving his body, clearing his head. He decided to forgo a visit to the kitchen, despite the fact a 3 am snack didn’t sound half-bad - but interaction in the form of a snacking Beel was enough of a deterrent. Usually, Leom wouldn’t mind the company - but tonight felt different, he just wanted to be.. Alone. Walking through the cool night air of the House of Lamentation, lost in thought. He couldn’t take his mind off of what Luke had told him before class.

“Never trust a demon. Especially when that demon is Lucifer.”

The words had haunted him laying in bed, and he had hoped that a walk would lose the words like a bug clinging to his pants.

Please, help me..

and of course, the voice. The same one he had heard right before he woke up in this place, the one that haunted him - every so often, at least. He had hoped the voice would leave him alone while he walked, but if anything it had only gotten louder still, his eyes trained on the patterned carpet, trying his hardest to block out the pleas he could do nothing about.

Help…

Help…!

Over here..!!

Suddenly, a clear voice rang out through the halls, nearly deafening in contrast to the previous silence.

“Leom.”

It was Lucifer, standing at the bottom of a flight of stairs, spiralling up to some unseen destination. Where was he? He never remembered anything like this, anywhere in the house he called home. Let alone something Lucifer himself felt the need to guard.

The ground shook - it had happened earlier, when he was just about to fall asleep. So it wasn’t his imagination.. What was happening? What was at the top of the stairs?

“Stop right there. You’ll go no farther… That’s not a place for humans. It’s dangerous. Go back to your room.”

He looked stern, almost disappointed that Leom would even be here. Something felt wrong, Leom could feel it in his gut - his mom always told him to trust his gut.

“Why?” he asked, glancing at the flight behind the taller demon. He wasn’t going to leave without answers. He had no doubt it was dangerous, but so was Luci, and all of Devildom for that matter - Leom could handle a bit of danger.

“I just told you why. That isn’t a place humans should enter. This is the Devildom, there are certain rules that must be followed. There is nothing that concerns you, Leom, please. Just go back to your room.” Lucifer sighed, crossing his arms. Leom saw pain in his eyes, hidden behind hundreds of walls. It was obvious whatever was up there was a sensitive subject.

Suddenly, Luke’s warning flashed through your mind. “Never trust a demon..”

Leom sighed, nodding and turning to walk down back where he came. He turned the corner, coming to a crossroads, when he realised - he didn’t know how to get back. He had walked here nearly blindly - most likely subconsciously following the voice.

Lucifer’s eyes held a sort of fond nostalgia as he escorted Leom back to his room, one Leom missed.

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i’m living with the assumption that lucifer doesn’t know how to accept a genuine displayal of love, whereas asmodeus doesn’t know how to treat a genuine displayal of love. then there is mammon, who hides genuine love, and leviathan, who rejects it. beelzebub, who cannot discern genuine love, belphegor who doesn’t look for it, and satan, who simply doesn’t know it.

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Beel: Did you buy eggs like I asked?

Mammon: Even better!

Beel: What the fuck did you-

Mammon: *holding up a chicken* Her name is Fluffy.

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Demon Bros React: MC Compliments Them Aggresively

Warnings: A generally thirsty MC, Beel’s react has a brief mention of choking.

Lucifer

It was rare that Lucifer had time off during the afternoon and you were fully taking advantage of it. 

Holding hands, you were taking a leisurely stroll around the garden. Every few minutes you stopped to point out a flower or a bug that had caught your eye.

“Ooh Luci, look at this one! It looks like a rainbow! Oh my god, it’s so shiny, I love it!”

You heard Lucifer chuckling at you and turned to ask what was so funny when you stood still in shock at the sight before you. The glow of the afternoon sun illuminated Lucifer beautifully, his black hair almost glowing, his face open and happy, smiling at you. He looked absolutely radiant. And you were going to tell him as much.

“Oh my god Lucifer, what is wrong with you?”

Lucifer’s smile dimmed immediately and his eyes narrowed. “Love, whatever do you mean?” His voice was careful and tense.

“I mean, it is illegal for you to look that good! Oh my god! Do you see you? You look like a greek god like what in the actual world!”

Lucifer’s mouth opened in surprise at your sudden outburst.

“How are you even my boyfriend? Like you’re literally glowing Luci. Oh my god my eyes, you’re too bright I can’t even look at you!”

Lucifer blinked a couple of times as if to clear his head. Slowly a satisfied smirk replaced his confused look and he moved to press a kiss against the back of your hand.

“Love, what on earth has gotten into you today?”

“What, I’m not allowed to compliment my boyfriend?”

“Of course you are, although I’d prefer it if the compliments were given in a more… private place next time.”

“…Fine.”

Mammon

Mammon had apparently made some money in one of his schemes and he practically dragged you to Majolish one morning to go shopping.

Once in the store Mammon had sped off in a flurry of activity, adding clothes to an ever-growing pile before herding you toward the dressing room. 

“Wait for me outside, okay? Ya gotta tell me how each outfit looks.”

A few minutes later, Mammon stepped out in a pair of dark jeans that hugged his toned legs and a black v-neck sweater that showed off his collarbone. A thin gold chain adorned his neck and the look was completed with a pair of combat boots.

“Well, whattaya think?”

“Mammon. What the hell.”

Mammon’s shoulders drooped a little. “Not good?”

“Mammon. You look so hot. So fucking hot. Like. A supermodel? An icon? You’re stunning!”

He was beginning to blush and you could see how pleased your compliments made him. “O-Of course you think I’m hot! I’m the Great Mammon! I always look good in whatever I wear.”

He expected you to stop at that point and chide him to be more humble but was surprised when you amped up the compliments.

“You do babe, you really do. Look at how long your legs are! And your arms, oh my god. And your chest, wow, I kinda want to lick your chest right now.”

“MC!” Shocked and a little embarrassed, Mammon fled to the inside of the dressing room, swishing the curtain shut behind him. He could feel his cheeks burning. 

“Sorry Mams, I’ll stop if you want me to. But I meant every word.”

“…Please don’t stop.”

Leviathan

You were in his room, cuddled on some cushions, watching a new anime together. 

Your head on Levi’s shoulder, you were so comfortable that you were close to drifting off to sleep, until Levi nudged your shoulder. “Sorry, I have to go feed Henry.”

You watched Levi sprinkle food into the large tank, his face illuminated by the soft glow. The bubbles and movement from the tank created dancing patterns on his face. As Levi watched Henry eat, he smiled a soft, private smile, and in that moment he looked ethereal.

“Levi, you’re so beautiful.”

Levi’s head whipped around to look at you. “W-What are you talking about?”

You got up and moved closer until you were inches from his face, studying his features. “I’m serious Levi, you’re absolutely gorgeous. Devastatingly handsome. I could honestly stare at you all day. You are so so beautiful.”

With each compliment, Levi’s mouth grew a little bit wider until he was gaping at you.

“I-Is this some kind of joke? Are you making fun of me right now? Why would you- You know how I feel about-”

“Levi, please. Have a little more faith in me. You know I’d never make fun of you. I’m being completely serious right now when I say that you’re incredibly beautiful.”

Levi thinks his brain might have stopped working.

His face is burning, his body is all tingly, and he can’t get any words out?

“Levi? Come back to me, Levi! Hello?” You’re waving your hand in front of his face but you think he might be broken.

You take his hand and slowly lead him back toward the cushions for kisses and more cuddling. 

Satan

Reading with Satan was one of your favorite ways to spend an afternoon.

You sat in opposite armchairs and let the comfortable silence fill the room. The only disturbance would be if either of you wanted to share a line or passage from the book you were reading.

Legs curled against your chest, you watched the flame of the candles make flickering shadows against Satan’s bookshelves.

He tapped you on the shoulder and you turned to see his outstretched hand holding his book.

“Love, look at this line.”

You read in amusement as the hero of the story made a witty joke. "That was a good one-”

You turned and saw Satan, his eyes crinkled in laughter, a light blush dusting his cheeks, his lips bitten in an attempt to hold in a giggle.

“Satan… you’re so fucking cute.”

Immediately one of his eyebrows cocked in confusion. “What-”

“You are so adorable, wow. I want to squish your cheeks and like keep you inside my pocket or something.”

“Love, I am the Avatar of Wrath. I am not… cute.”

“Yeah? Well I beg to differ. I call it like I see it and right now, I can see that you are the cutest being I’ve ever seen in my life. The way your eyes light up and you get all blushy. So adorable, I can’t stand it.”

Satan seemed to be stunned by your exclamation, his features frozen in a mixture of confusion and shock.

You walked over to him and began pressing kisses against his eyelids, on his cheeks, nose, and then finally, lips. “I’m gonna keep kissing you because you’re so cute, okay?”

He ended up tugging you against his chest and holding you in a princess-carry, trying to bury his face in your hair so you couldn’t see how flustered he was.

Asmodeus

You were in Asmo’s room helping him pick an outfit. Well, more like you were scrolling through your D.D.D. while Asmo went through his entire closet complaining about how he had nothing to wear.

He had some sort of big business meeting coming up with a perfume company who wanted his help in designing their new line of products.

Every outfit so far had been beautiful and Asmo looked amazing in each one, as always. You weren’t sure how to help him.

“MC, this next outfit is a little different. It’s not really my style but it was a gift from the designer so tell me what you think, okay?”

Asmo swished aside the curtain of his dressing room and walked out in a formal black business suit. The shirt was open at the throat, exposing his delicate neck, and he had added a pink pocket square. A large silver watch shone on his left wrist. His shiny black shoes clicked against the floor as he walked toward you.

“So, what do you think?”

“Asmo… If I’m being honest I kind of want you to pin me against the wall right now.”

“Darling! You’re usually never this forward.”

You stood up and twirled him around. “My god Asmo, you look incredible. You look so sexy and professional. Like a rich CEO or something. Scratch the wall thing, I kinda need you to bend me over your desk.”

Asmo had never been more surprised by you, but his shock didn’t last long.

“Do you really like it, MC? Do you like when I wear this sort of thing? I should wear suits more often if it means you talking like that. I love this side of you darling!”

He began stalking toward you until your back was gently pressed against the wall, his arms making a kind of cage around you. “Is this what you pictured, MC?” He began kissing you fiercely and you grabbed onto the lapel of his jacket to keep yourself steady. 

“Asmo?”

“Yes, darling?”

“Don’t go to the meeting today.”

Beelzebub

You were in the gym with Beel. He was lifting weights and you were bouncing on a medicine ball next to him.

Even though you didn’t exercise at all, Beel said he liked you being there with him. And since it was such a hot day outside, you didn’t mind spending the afternoon in the cool air-conditioned building.

But despite the chill of the room, Beel’s shirt was soaked with sweat. He was lifting enormous weights and you could see the muscles of his arms straining with the effort. 

Beel was, well, absolutely ripped. His arms, legs, and stomach all looked like they had been carved from marble. And you spent enough time cuddling with him to know that his body felt exactly like it looked, solid and incredibly strong.

People who didn’t know Beel personally would have found it hard to believe that the demon with an eight-pack had the personality of a hungry golden retriever.

A grunt from Beel startled you out of your thoughts and you realized you had been staring at him this whole time. Uncomfortable at the way his shirt was sticking to his body from sweat, Beel peeled it off of himself.

“Beel?”

“Yeah?”

“You’re killing me here.”

He looked at you in confusion, worried he had done something. “MC, what’s wrong?”

“Beel, do you even see yourself right now? You literally look like sex on legs. How are you even real? I want to touch you all over. But I also kind of want you to choke me.”

“MC!” Beel cried out in surprise and you could see his neck was flushed. “You know I would never hurt you.”

“I know big guy, I trust you.” You let out a low whistle and reveled in how Beel looked, a combination of pleased and a bit embarrassed. “Beel, you’re so perfect. You look like you could protect me from the world.”

“I would you know,” he whispered. “I want to protect you, I don’t want anything or anyone to hurt you.”

You smiled at him. “I know Beel, and I love you for it.” You let the silence hang in the air for a moment. “But also, can I lick your abs?”

“MC!”

Belphegor

It was a rare occasion that you and Belphie were outside, as you both usually preferred to stay in.

You had both woken up late and decided to stop by a local cafe for some lunch because you were too lazy to cook. 

Belphie sat across from you at the small table and sipped his tea delicately while you polished off the rest of your sandwich. You had one of your ankles hooked around his.

He was looking out the window, his face turned toward the side, and you used the opportunity to study his features.

Long black eyelashes framed his piercing purple eyes. His silky dark hair stood out against his pale complexion and your eyes traced the high bridge of his nose, the softness of his lips.

As if feeling your stare Belphie turned toward you with a smirk. “Something I can help you with?”

“Belphie… you’re really pretty.” 

You could see that you had surprised him a little with your honesty. “You’re so pretty, Belphie. I know a lot of people would kill to have eyelashes as long as yours. And your mouth looks so kissable. You kind of look like a doll. You’re honestly so gorgeous.”

His face was completely blank for a moment then morphed into a calculating stare. “Are… are you being serious right now?” His gaze suddenly turned cold.

“Why would I joke about something like this? I’m telling you right now that think you’re pretty. You’re beautiful.”

Belphie’s voice betrayed no emotion. “Nobody’s ever called me pretty before. Or beautiful.”

“Oh, Belphie.” You took his hand from across the table and pressed a kiss against his palm and then the inside of his wrist, the way he did to you all the time. “I’ll repeat it everyday for the rest of my life if you want.”

He scrunched up his nose and whispered, “Don’t. You’re being embarrassing.” But you could tell he didn’t really mean it by the way the corners of his lips quirked up.

He was mostly silent for the rest of lunch, apparently deep in thought, only nodding occasionally at your comments.

When it was time to leave, however, he reached to hold your hand and didn’t let go the entire way home.

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no art today, i’m taking the day with my dad and i’ve also been thinking of taking sundays off for art. still thinking about that, though

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finished lesson 6 and-

y’all i’m crying. beelzebub is so babey.. he doesn’t deserve to have all this bad stuff on his shoulders. i just want him to be happy and think about food..

the story is so well done. it’s a bit choppy or oddly paced sometimes but honestly it just adds to the charm. i love these demon brothers and i will do my damndest to help them out, and also kiss a few of them.

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When a customer won’t listen when you tell her this is a potions and shady magics shop, we don’t do tarot readings.

Leom: i’ve been thinking of getting a part-time job..

Lucifer: tell me where and you’ll start on monday.

so yeah :] Leom works part-time at Hocus Pocus, an apprentice in making potions, poppits, and other things that really don’t need any magical fortitude. he’s quite adept at the potions, turns out he’s quite good at following directions. keeps the shelves organized as well.

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just finished lesson 5 today and. hoo boy. beel is so cute,,, the story is so sAd,,,,, i’ve gotten minor spoilers, so i know a few story beats but. oh my goooooood please beel you’re ok sweetie please don’t feel so much guilt honey it’s okkkkk-

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You can’t see Satan’s face but you can certainly sense what kind of expression is on his face 😂

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Sword fighting lessons for TSL musical-

Lucifer: "Do you know how to use that thing?"

MC Swinging wooden sword carelessly around: "Yes. The pointy end goes into the other man!"

Lucifer rubs temples with aggrivation: "This is going to take a lot of work.

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the daily art will come out a little later today, i still need to shade it and i slept in super late today lmao.

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RAD Groupchat pt. 8

Don’t ever offer to make a snack run before a meeting because it will turn into a full shopping trip.

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Solomon bursting into the House of Lamentation, hair just. The most horrid shade of pink you've ever seen, and he's just "hey, anyone seen Mc?"

You are the reason I am going to have so many Solomon fics in the future, I hope you're please with yourself.

Also adding this to the list of things I must write

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is the horror’s horror cherry pie worth it? i could get a few, and the loot table on the promotional looks good.. but idk if it’s worth it, really. people who have used it, hmu and tell me.