mune-chan

[mune-chan]

hi yes pls pls do the rest of the brothers pls i am on one knee

yup!

(i’m alive i promise)

pt.2 of sucking on the om! brothers fingers while they are mad at you

warnings: suggestive bc i’m doing ur mom

Satan

i imagine you spilling something on one of his books because i cant imagine something else he would give you a SIT DOWN TALK FOR

so he’s just talking about how you should be more careful when you’re reading and make sure that you don’t eat and read blah blah blah

and you’re zoning out because …sir we don’t have time for this hello?

so he grabs your face to get your attention

“are you listening to me mc? this is serious-“

and when he continues he rambling a g a i n you notice how close his thumb is to your mouth so you move your head a little to the left and successfully get it in your mouth

now satan is r e d like r e d and now..mad

“kitten if wanted to be punished all you had to do was ask”

Asmo

you dropped a perfume. thats all

so there’s no way in HELL you can stare at asmos hand without him picking up on it and teasing you for it so you gotta act quickly yall

so he’s upset beacause the perfume is limited and it doesn’t restock anytime soon and he didn’t even get to use it and do you know how long he waited in line for that blah blah blah

just grab his hand shove his fingers in your mouth when your tired of him whining like a baby watch his mood switch

he’s blushing but honestly when is he NOT he also has a d a r k look to his eyes

“oh? you wanna play? maybe i should take my anger out on you mc would you like that?”

Beel

he cannot be mad at you the only thing i can think of is him being worried about your safety and trying to talk to you about it

but you just can’t focus one of those spacey days but for some reason you start thinking about beels hands how he plays in his games…him lifting weights…him playing games with levi…. him chokin-

beel would never get all up in your face e v e r so what you did was grab his hand and ..well put them where they belong

he honestly chuckles at you with a faint blush on his cheek

“if you wanted to do something else you could have just told me you know ☺️”

Belphie

you woke him up after a long ass day but tbh you had good intentions just the wrong t i m e

much like asmo he WILL notice if you stare at him in anyway shape or form and he w o n t let you live it down so you have to act quickly and i mean q u i c k l y or…grab his hand softly and confuse tf out of him

he’s LIVID talking about his day and how he can never catch a brake and how everything goes wrong and he just wants to sleep lallalalal

so when he puts his hands on his head out of stress and you grab his hand kiss his finger tips and put his fingers in your mouth he’s just in a w e

but once the shock wears off he’s def shoving his fingers down your throat

his blushing alright but he’s also wearing a cocky smirk once the shock goes away

“awe such a cute little brat thinking they can get their way keep gagging brat”



[mune-chan]

gotcha anon! no worries i understood your request ^^ i hope you like this! 💖

tw/cw!!! post lesson 16 stuff

satan comforts gn!mc

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The doorknob turned, light shone from the door's crack and Satan's head peeked out from the door, "Ah, hello MC. What brings you to my room at this hour?" He opens the door wider, welcoming you into his room.

Satan sits back down on his chair, flipping through the pages of the book he has in his hand. You gently close the door, leaning on it as you watched the demon read through another novel like always.

He glances at you before putting his book aside, standing up to remove the books on his bed to make space for you to sit on.

"Here, MC. You can sit on my bed." He gently pats the bed, and you plop yourself on it, the mattress slowly sinking you in. You fiddled with your fingers as you stared at Satan, who had his eyes on his book again.

You lean on the wall, some of the stacks of books beside you wobbled, but thankfully they didn't fall on you. "What brings you here anyways, MC? Can't sleep?" He asks, eyes still glued on his book. You nod, gently tugging on the sheets.

"... yeah." "I see. Have you tried drinking warm milk or something?"

You shook your head, "No, it's not that I can't sleep. I came here for another reason." The reason? You didn't know how to put it into words, it's difficult to pour out feelings you don't understand.

"Another reason? And what is that reason exactly?" Satan slowly shuts his book, laying it down on the desk beside his seat. He rests his chin on his hand, his eyes now glued on you. You stayed silent, taking deep breaths to recollect your thoughts.

"Um... about Lilith?" "... go on?" Hearing her name sent shivers down his spine, he's questioning what you want to know about Lilith, and why did you come up to him out of all the brothers to ask about her.

"Do you ever feel like a replacement for her sometimes..?"

Satan froze for a bit, your question was so blunt you didn't even realize how big of an impact your question was on the avatar of wrath. He noticed how restless you were right now and decided to not lash out.

He lets out a deep sigh as he slouches on his seat, Satan nods in silence.

"I guess we're even then." You mutter. He chuckles from your remark, "Maybe we are. But you're not a replacement for her, MC." "What makes you think that?" "I think I should be asking you that, MC. What makes you think you're a replacement for their dead sister?"

There were many reasons, you could probably go on and on with them if you wanted to.

"A lot." You could feel tears stinging your eyes, you tried your best to not let them free. "The descendant thing, the others, everyone around me— I don't feel like myself here anymore." The last sentence was enough to let the tears escape, you curl on Satan's bed, your forehead resting on your knees. "I don't feel at home anymore."

You could feel a hand behind you, it was Satan's. He gently pats your back, rubbing it to give you a sense of comfort. His actions made you cry even more you couldn't help but cling onto him, gripping onto his sweater as your tears started pouring and your heart ached.

He let out a light gasp from the sudden hug, but slowly wrapped his arms around you, now cradling you. "You're not a replacement for Lilith. You're not replacing anyone, and no one can ever replace you, too."

Satan pulls your face closer to his chest, your tears soaking his sweater, but he didn't mind. He drapes a blanket over you, keeping you warm from the cold breeze that's been lingering in his room. The rhythm of his heart comforted you as he gently squeezed your hand.

"No one here thinks you're Lilith. Surely they seemed to look like they think of you as her, but in my eyes, you're the MC we grew to love. We wouldn't care for you as much as we do now if we thought of you as their sister now would we?

You didn't answer him anymore, you were too tired to speak, and your tears were holding you from talking too. You nuzzle on the crook of Satan's neck, enjoying the warmth of his hug.

"You're not, and will never be Lilith. You're MC, the exchange student from the human world, who the seven brothers grew fond of as time passed. You're not a replacement for her. You're different— you're you, MC. You."

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masterlist ♡

[mune-chan]

So I found out flashpoint exists and it has a bunch of games I played as a kid on it and, um…

AND THIS? THIS IS JUST THE NICK JR. ONES I SAVED!

But seriously this is so cool to me!! They even have that backyardigans Super Spy Adventure game I’ve been looking and LOOKING for!!

[mune-chan]

Shopping Theme | Nintendogs (2005)

[mune-chan]

We sharing anaesthetic stories?? I had to have dental surgery when i was in middle school.

According to my mom and sister the very first thing i did upon waking up was BOLT upright and proceed to try and shove my ENTIRE fist in my mouth as fast as possible.

I had to be physically stopped, and i proceeded to sob my eyes out for the next 20 minutes. Somehow, i didnt damage anything 🤣

sorry that imagery is so vivid i just..

?????LOL

[mune-chan]

Make a good script before shifting~ ✨

[mune-chan]

Could you draw Bennett like this?

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hehe

[mune-chan]

Belphegor: "I wanna fucking die".

Lucifer: "language".

Belphegor: ???

Belphegor: "I crave death"???

[mune-chan]

hifumi, ichiro, and ramuda when their s/o is obviously super sleepy (eyes can’t stay open, clingy, etc.) but protests going to bed because they want to keep spending time together? lmao ty!!

Here you gooo anon!! This was such a cute request fiufrhjfr I was crying when I wrote this;;; I hope I did it the justice it deserves!! 

Hifumi

You’d been visiting Hifumi’s host club for the first time to replace Jakurai, who’d bailed on the visit last minute (for good reason, however)

And of course, the blonde had put in a special request to be the main host of your table

The night had been relatively merry; Hifumi certainly didn’t fail to sweep you off your feet like he normally did, and the atmosphere had been full of jovial chatter

But the alcohol had made you just so sleepy, and before you knew it you’d found yourself struggling to battle your drowsy eyes and imminent yawns

Even if he’s entertaining other people, Hifumi would definitely notice your head drooping from beside him

Gently, he’d tap you in the shoulder and ask if you’re alright

— But it’d make his heart melt to see you blinking determinedly and rubbing your eyes as you mumble “Keep ‘em comin’, I’m still wiiiiide awake…!” in the delirious state of being half-awake and partially intoxicated

He’d ultimately respect your wishes and keep the party going

But if he sees you jolt downwards suddenly, he’d immediately pull you towards him in the most spontaneous way while still managing to appear completely natural to the others on your table

If you instinctively wrap your arms around and snuggle against him like you normally do in private, he’d feel his heart beating much faster than it should be— and it wouldn’t be because of the alcohol

He’d want nothing more than to return the gesture and nuzzle into your hair, but he’d stop himself as there are other customers to entertain

So he’d excuse himself from the table for a while, picking you up bridal-style and carrying you to the staff room where he’d lay you down on the couch and insist you get some sleep

(Of course as much as he’d like to stay with you, he’d likely get an extremely trusted coworker of his to watch over you as he heads back)

But not before pressing an affectionate kiss against your forehead and making sure you’re as comfortable as possible (given that you’d be using the hosts’ spare jackets as a makeshift blanket lol)

He’d come back to pick you up in the morning when his shift is over and carry you back home

Then collapse exhausted alongside you onto the couch in your living room and fall fast asleep without even bothering to change his clothes

But that’s honestly what the two of you do best

Ichiro

Date nights between the two of you were often very simple: if he wasn’t bringing you out to Akihabara or hopping around the different Animates available in Shinjuku or Shibuya, you and Ichiro were often content to simply stay at home

Perhaps playing video games or watching the sappiest of shoujo anime

(Sometimes the two of you would be able to stay up to 2AM binge-watching a particularly good series)

But today had been different: he’d found it strange how your reflexes seemed so much slower during your game on Mario Kart (in which he won for the first time in ages)

Plus he’d been getting worried because of your lack of reaction to the corny jokes being made in Gintama episode 35 that usually made you shriek with unsuppressible laughter

He’d nudge you with his elbow, asking you if you’re feeling unwell

But it wouldn’t take him long to put two and two together upon seeing the sight of you rubbing your eyes before shooting him a wobbly smile

He’d immediately switch off the TV and insist that you go home before it gets late

“It’s getting dark and I don’t want you walking home when it’s late and all the creeps lurk around the streets!” “It’s already dark though?? We’ve been watching Gintama for the past three hours…” “wait what– oH CRAP”  

I admit that he’d go absolutely weak if you pull the cute card and cling onto his arm determinedly, staring at him with a groggy little pout on your face as you insist that you want to finish the rest of the episode with him

But at heart Ichiro still is an extremely attentive boyfriend who worries too much over your wellbeing, so there’s no way he’d let you continue onwards when you’re so obviously exhausted

He’d end up making a makeshift fort of pillows and leaning back onto it, pulling you close to him so you can rest your head on his chest

You’d try to protest at first, but the steady beating of his heart you’d be able to so clearly hear would gently lull you into a peaceful sleep

The two of you would likely stay like that for the rest of the night: you curled up and snuggled against him, Ichiro stroking your hair and taking in the calming smell of the conditioner you always use

And he wouldn’t mind the tingling pins-and-needles in his arm one bit

Ramuda

One of the reasons why Ramuda wanted to pursue a long-term relationship with you instead of his usual flings was because he loved how well you were able to put up with his unlimited supply of energy

He’d never have to worry about you tiring out or lagging behind

Or whining at him to “Slow down!” or “Be quiet for a while?” like how the other women would once all the fun and games wore off

Because you’d always be there to battle his affectionate glomps with peppy tackles of your own, and so on and so on

But you’re still human too, and it just so happened that your date night took place after an exhausting day of overworking and staying up late to meet deadlines

He’d honestly be too used to messing around and goofing off with you to notice your little yawns and sudden jolts at first

But he’d soon find your lack of usual spunk rather… strange

He’d squat down next to you and feel your forehead for a fever, asking “Hey hey, what’s wrong~?”

And he’d immediately see the little waver in your eyes as you shake your head to jolt yourself back to reality

“Nothing!” You’d chirp as you blink furiously, and he’d only hum in response

He’d find it fun to mess around with you in your delirious state

Asking ridiculous questions, teasing you relentlessly and poking your cheeks to see if he’d be able to get a different reaction out of you

He’d spurt with laughter if you waved his hand off indignantly and mumbled some slurred replies and comments of your own

Because it’d kinda be like talking to a happy drunk, and he’d find that absolutely adorable

“So what do you wanna do when we get back?” “Mhmm… I wanna cuddle. Yeah, cuddles are nice… Cuddle like a wnsbsn… a plushmochi.” “A what now?? Lol.”

Despite this, he’d still take good care of you; if the two are out, he’d make sure to hold your hand tightly and guide you around safely

If any other man dares make eyes at you, he’d send them the most intimidating glare he’d manage and pull you close to him

He’d make sure to walk you back home, though he wouldn’t tell you because he knows you’d protest returning back so early

Instead, he’d just entertain you with little chit-chat; perhaps keeping your attention by asking you little questions about your day (and not minding your nonsensical replies), or telling you about what he and his Posse were up to this last week

If you fall asleep anyways, he’d carry you back himself (he’s much stronger than he looks, mind you!) all the way to your house

Then tuck you up in bed, but not before kissing you lightly on the tip of your nose 

“Rest up lots and get your beauty sleep, m‘kay? It’s no fun when only one of us has the energy to play…”

You’d wake up the next morning to find both a takeaway of your favourite breakfast of hotcakes and whipped cream on your kitchen table, and him passed out in your living room

But you’d leave some for him and let him sleep

[mune-chan]

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[mune-chan]

hello i would like to speak to your manager

[mune-chan]

ichiro goes to target

[mune-chan]

animal crossing new horizons for the nintendo switch

[mune-chan]

MS Paint Hypmic icons for you and your rap pals

feel free to use

[mune-chan]

Hey I just had the worst day and your writing always cheer me up. Could you maybe to the boys comforting MC after she loses a pet..?

*I’m so sorry for your loss, hun.  I hope this helps, even a little.  

Lucifer

His expression is somber as he approaches you, and when he says your name, you glance up.  “I am truly sorry.  I wanted to check in on you and see how you were doing.”  His brow creases, and he realizes you need a distraction.  

“Would you be interested in accompanying me to my study?”  When you assent, he offers you his arm and escorts you through the mansion’s halls, while glancing down to check on you.  

Inside his private study, he puts on a record and sits with you, just talking.  He’s more open than usual, and you get the sense that you can use the opportunity to pry if you’d like.  Throughout the conversation, you find yourself sliding closer and closer toward him on the couch – what you really want is just to lean against him and let his presence be your comfort.

So, that’s exactly what you do.  

He doesn’t pull away, but instead drapes his arm around your shoulders, his thumb gently skimming your upper arm.  His story doesn’t cease, but your eyes are heavy, and shortly after, the cadence of his baritone voice melds with the ambient music and you’re lulled to sleep.

Mammon

The GREAT Mammon is great at many things…  but not so much this.

His eyes are glassy, and he sniffles once, but when you glance over at him, he shakes his head and slaps both hands against his cheeks.  “Okay, cheer up!”  You’re not sure if he’s talking to himself or to you.  “I know what we’ve gotta do!  We’ve gotta go get you a familiar!  I know some witches we can go see, or there’s the Devildom pet market, Familiar Territory.  C’mon, let’s–”

He cuts off as he notices you shaking your head, and the look in your eye causes him to deflate.  “Okay.  Too soon.  You’re right.”  

Both of you are down; you feel like crying, and he’s frowning at the floor.  His bottom lip quivers, and you can’t help it; you reach out toward him–

– and he abruptly snatches your wrist, pulling you against his chest in a tight hug.  

“… sorry.  ‘m sorry.  I was attached, too, ya’know?  But I’m here.  If ya… ya need to cry or whatever, I’m right here.”

His cheeks are wet, but he pretends you can’t tell that much from the quaver to his voice.  

The two of you watch TV in your room for the rest of the night with your head pillowed on his chest and both of his arms around you.  

Levi

Levi invites you to his room for a night of gaming, and he’s weirdly energized throughout it.  Any time there’s silence, he talks through it, and he makes a lot of jokes that are hit or miss.  

He’s trying to cheer you up, you realize, as he glances over toward you, trying to catch your reaction.  You reward him with a small smile, and he relaxes.  For a self-proclaimed shut-in, he does a good job getting your mind off things.  

You wind up sitting so close to him that your knees touch, and he jumps a little but doesn’t move his leg.  It’s adorable how easily flustered he gets sometimes.

After he relaxes, he speaks up again.  “Hey, I know the feeling… of, well, you know.  Now it’s just Henry in the tank.”  He glances over at the aquarium that dominates the majority of a wall in his room, and then turns back to you with a small, apprehensive smile.  “What always helped me was playing games or watching TSL.  Maybe it’d help you, too?  We can even do it together and pull an all-nighter or something.”  He shrugs, his cheeks beginning to tinge pink, and you reach over and touch his hand.  The blush darkens instantly.  

“I’d like that, Levi.  Thanks for being there.”

“Y-yeah, of course!”

Satan

He’s distraught; Satan loves animals more than any of the other brothers.  His first thought is to ask you to go to the pet cafe with him, but he realizes it would probably be a bad idea and stops himself.  

So, he just sits beside you in the living room and sets his book on the armrest of the couch. 

“I’m sorry.  I know it sucks.”  There isn’t a trace of his usual smile on his face.  “If there’s anything I can do…”

He isn’t great at this, either.  Usually, he’s shoving down his anger, and in this instance, it’s threatening to rise up again.  He isn’t angry at you, of course; no, he’s angry that you should have to be sad, that this has happened at all.  He stomps the feeling down, however, thinking about all the times you’ve comforted him.  You always touched his shoulder or his arm, trying to make that connection with him. 

So, he moves closer to you and puts an arm around your shoulder, drawing you against him.  

“… I’m right here.”

Asmo

“What do you think?  Spa day?  Makeovers?  A shopping spree?”

Asmo wants to get you out of the house, but you politely decline from your seat on the edge of his bed. 

His smile fades.  “Are you sure?  What about a bath?  You’ve seen my bathroom, right?  People only ever dream of getting a chance to bathe in that tub, but I’ll let you use it as long as you like!  And I won’t even peek… Well, maybe just a little.”  His grins returns, and he winks, trying to get a reaction from you.  As tempting as the bath sounds, you don’t really want to right now.

You give him a smile for trying.  “Maybe a rain check?”

He relaxes at the sight of that smile and sits down beside you.  “Okay, but it’s a limited offer,” he teases again, before slipping his arms around you and pulling you back to lie down on the bed with him.  “Speaking of offers, I have one more for you.  Let’s lie here like this, just you and me, and we can go out another time.”  

Your arms wind around him, and you nod against his chest, while he rubs his hands up and down your back.  You feel safe lying there with him, and after a moment, he starts to hum, and the beautiful melody slowly draws you into a peaceful sleep.

Beel

This is a demon that’s used to eating his feelings – even if that feeling is usually classed as hunger.  

He comes to your room, carrying a pot in his hands.  “I made you stew.  It’s the same stew that always makes Belphie feel better, so I thought it might help you… I changed the recipe a little, though.  I added some things I knew you like.”

As thoughtful as ever – and perceptive as heck when it comes to food – he’s nailed all your favorite flavors in one stew.  It’s delicious, and you reward him with a bright smile.  “Thanks Beel.”

“I’m glad you liked it.”  He’s quiet for a while, just watching you eat.  When you finish, he shifts a little and clears his throat.  “Listen, I’ve been thinking… when I was feeling down, remember how you held my hand?  It made me feel better, and I slept a lot easier…”  He trails, hesitating until he can manage to meet your gaze.  “I know we’re not sleeping now, but I thought it might help.  If we hold hands, I mean?”

When you nod, he scoots closer to you on the bed and takes your hand, lacing your fingers with his.  His hand is much larger than yours, and perpetually warm – comfortable.  You lean into his shoulder, and he smiles, leaning down to rest the side of his head against the top of yours.  

You stay like that while you watch TV, and he’s careful not to let go of your hand.

Belphie

“That, uh… yeah, it sucks.  I’m sorry.”  Belphie scratches his cheek, a little at a loss.  He hasn’t seen you this upset, not even after what he did, and it throws him a bit.  His first impulse is to tickle you, to try to get a smile back on your face, but he knows that might backfire.  He sucks in a deep breath, wracking his brain.  

“Hey… c’mere.”

He takes your hand and guides you to the planetarium in the mansion.  It’s peaceful up there, and it just so happens that you both love it – and the skylight it provides of the night sky and the stars.  He sits down and pulls you beside him, but is arms immediately go around you.  Your back is against his chest, but there’s something soft between the two of you, and you realize it’s the pillow he always seems to carry around.  

He starts talking, listing the stars and pointing out constellations.  The stories behind them are a little different from the ones in the Human Realm, you notice, and you start pointing out some of the differences.  At first, he’s pretty convincing, but when you tilt your head back to look at him after a particularly outlandish legend, you find him smirking.  

“I should’ve known you were making all of that up.”  You reach back to swat at him, and he chuckles.  

“My version’s more interesting.  Like this one, for instance…”

He launches into more BS constellation myths, and this time, you add your own fabricated bits of the story.  His arms tighten around you, and you can feel his breath against your ear as he talks, and you just feel… a little more peaceful than you did before.

[mune-chan]

hi! i saw this picrew going around on twitter n wanted to bring it here :):)

irl vs online persona !

link to picrew here !

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