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I personally hc that it's not uncommon for MC and the brothers to share a bed, for a sleep over or they're in a relationship. And what if MC had a nightmare where the brother they're sharing a bed with would attack them again (Lucifer, Leviathan, Satan, Beelzebub and Belphie) or fail to save them from an attacker (Mammon and Asmodeus).

MC wakes up screaming which wakes up the brother and then angsty/fluffy chaos.

I am so sorry about answering this so freaking late. Sometimes when I have too many asks I forget I have to do them in order! Also I absolutely love love LOVE this ask! Hurt/ Comfort and nightmares?! Yes please!! :D

You waited patiently as the brothers finished their final round of Rock, Paper, Scissors to find out whose room you were gonna spend the night in. Your room was flooded thanks to Satan's water spell experiment gone wrong.

You were seriously considering falling asleep on the couch when the winner was finally announced and he appeared before you. He was overwhelmingly happy and he did his best to hide it. But he failed.

You shook your head and laughed at his antics and followed him to his room.

Part 1

Lucifer

"Please go ahead and make yourself comfortable MC." Lucifer gestured towards his bed. "I still have some paperwork to catch up on, so I shall join you later."

You merely nodded and laid down. His bed was way too big for one person. His pillows smelled like ink and coffee. You dozed off within minutes, watching him work at his desk.

He looked up every now and then. Your sleeping face brought him peace. He was done working sooner than he expected.

He was about to tuck himself in next to you, when you saw your hands quivering. You seemed to have trouble breathing. He touched your hand.

"MC? MC what's wrong?"

"Please...don't hate me, Lucifer...It hurts...hurts, Lucifer...I'm sorry..." You gasped out. Your eyes fluttering open and close.

He let go of your hand. He remembered how tightly he'd held it back then. To the point of almost breaking it. How foolish he was, how despicable. And yet here you were laying in his bed, begging for forgiveness in your dreams.

"MC. Can you hear me?" He gently held your hand again.

Your breathing calmed as if you could hear him in your dreams. He knelt closer, running a hand through your hair.

"MC, if you can hear me, I'm so sorry... I won't ever hurt you again. I don't hate you, MC. How could I?"

Your fingers moved lightly tapping at his knuckles.

"You saved me, MC. I'm sorry for all the pain I've caused you...please don't be afraid anymore." He kissed the top of your head lightly.

He'd repeat these words again when you wake up. He'd repeat them a hundred more times until you were no longer afraid.

Mammon

"I don't even know why we played that stupid game! I'm your first, and it's my job to help you out of problems ya know?" Mammon was rambling away as he changed into his pajamas in the washroom.

You were so tired, you passed out the moment your head hit his bed. It was soft and silky, and it smelled vaguely of Grimm and his cologne. You barely heard a word he said.

"Come on, MC, you agree don't ya- oh."

He noticed you curled up on his side of the bed. He smiled sheepishly before blushing. "Damnit human, you're too cute for your own good. No wonder everyone fights to have you."

He pulled his blankets on you, and then draping his arm around you. He didn't remember the last time he was so giddy. He couldn't sleep, just staring you and looking away over and over.

"Mammon...help, please help... I don't want to- I don't want to die like this! Please!" Your whimpers turned louder, reaching out for him unconsciously.

"MC...? MC! I'm right here! Where does it hurt?! What's hurting you?!" He sat up, taking your hand and pulling you, actually checking for something physical that might be attacking you.

"Belphie's...he's hurting me..I can't breathe.. can't breathe...why...why aren't you..." Your whimpers turn to heaving cries.

"MC, no no no! It's all okay! Look here! It's only me, do ya see?!" Mammon urged you out of the nightmare.

Your eyes flickered open and you saw him. His worried eyes filled with guilt. "Mammon..."

"MC, I'm so sorry." Mammon pressed your head to his chest. His own body trembled with his repressed sobs.

"I'm sorry. I'm a terrible first man ain't I? But I swear on ya, I won't let you get hurt like that. Ever again, ya hear me?"

"Mammon..." You wrapped your hands around him, melting into his warmth. It felt safe now. And he would die trying to keep it that way.

Leviathan

"I don't know what I was thinking! I'm sorry MC! Sleeping in the bathtub might be uncomfortable for you right!?" Levi paced back and forth, looking for more blankets and pillows to make a softer makeshift bed for you.

"I'm just fine here Levi. Enough games now. Please let's just sleep." You said, pulling into the tight space.

"W-What?! But this...MC, this is too tight, too close, you're so close! This is the most normie thing ever, MC!"

He rambled away, struggling to believe how you clung onto him as you already fell asleep. Your hands softly holding onto the folds of his t-shirt. Unable to move without waking you, he accepted his fate and with a flushed face, he put his arms around you.

"This has got to be a dream, the best dream, most vivid dream I've ever had!" He mumbled to himself excited.

"Levi....why...why are you...aughhh!" Your eyes shot open, wide awake. You flinched as you looked at him, pushing yourself away as much as you could in the tight fit bathtub.

"I'm sorry! I'msorry i'msorry I'msorry I'msorry I'msorry I'msorry, I shouldn't have gone that close! You must think I'm a creep now...a useless creepy shut-in..." Levi muttered as he scrambled to get out of the tub.

"No, that's not...no you were mad at me again...you called Lotan...to get me...and and-" You tried to speak as your head throbbed, little tears gathering at the corners of your eyes.

"WHAT?! I DIDN'T! I COULD NEVER!" Levi sounded horrified. "To hurt you? You're the only one who puts up with me! I can't lose you!"

"But ...but I saw..."

"Oh...you had a nightmare then..." Levi eased himself closer to the tub again. "Would you like to go to someone else's room instead?"

Of course you saw. He remembered it all too well. He was suprised you even managed to stay with him after what he almost did to you. Of course he doesn't deserve you in his room.

"No I want to stay here."

"HUH? But MC...you- you just had a nightmare-?!"

"So help me make it go away." You grabbed his wrists and pulled. "Come back in."

"I dont know any dream spells but ...i can...NEVER MIND I CAN'T! ITS SUCH A NORMIE THING TO DO! NO WAY!" He hid his blushing face behind his hands. The red tip of his nose peeked out between.

"You can't back out of this. Take responsibility, you have to." You tugged at his shirt.

Levi took a deep breath and with his eyes squeezed shut, he engulfed you into a sudden tight hug. "I saw this in an anime I binged last week please don't hate me for this I don't even know if I'm doing this right oh man I'm such a stupid awkward otaku shut in what am I doing holding MC this close I'm gonna die MC's too cute too soft shit i have to let go-"

You hugged him back, leaning comfortably into his chest. "This is much better." You dozed off in minutes.

Levi spent all night wondering if he'd died and gone back to the celestial realm somehow.

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One More Nap

(Feat. Belphegor) ANGST WARNING

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Tired.

Always so, so tired.

Belphegor could no longer stand the never-ending fatigue that plagued him, haunted him like an illness. There were days the youngest brother could barely stand to lift his head from his pillow, let alone will himself to slither out of bed. And yet sleep had become a refuge for him where his thoughts were his own, and he could escape the abrasiveness of reality. That was, when his dreams were kind to him. Otherwise he’d awaken more tired than he’d begun, lashes wet with the tears gathered in the corners of his eyes.

But what more could he do than to sleep his worries away? Belphegor couldn’t bring himself to face his troubles head on; it hurt too much. It was easier to sleep instead, but at the cost of living? No, not his life, but the experiences he’d missed time and time again. Too many times had the Avatar of Sloth drifted off to be awoken by the sound of loud laughter, never knowing the joke. Or to be roused by the smell of a delicious meal, prepared by his brothers combined efforts. Or, worse of all, to wake up completely alone in a quiet room, his only comfort being whatever coat or blanket his brothers chose to cover him with. He knew this was their love language, choosing to grant their exhausted youngest the sleep he seemed to so desperately need. And yet… he wished it wasn’t.

Would it always be like this? Watching the world pass him by in bits and pieces, trying to scramble them all together for some semblance of clarity? Would he always feel so isolated, so lonely, but always so damned tired? He didn’t know, but… it was too hard to think about. Maybe it’d be easier to sleep again, like he always did. That’s all he was good at, anyway.

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hello hello !! alt anon again !! i hope you’ve been doing well !!

i was wondering if i could request the brothers reacting to a child asking if reader and them are married and reader goes with it, i hope that makes sense haha, i was daydreaming and it popped up in my brain

Older Brothers React to a Child asking if they are Married to MC

(Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan)

a/n: alt anon! i've missed u so much :DD i hope ur doing well! i know i haven't been too too active recently but school's just been a lil hectic ;-; but here i am! i decided to split this one up between the older and younger brothers so yeh! i hope u end up liking this!

warnings: literally no warning for this one,, uh,, c h i l d r e n ? ? ? also not proof read :> u know the drill ;)

Lucifer

It’s a funny story actually; He had decided to take you out to the human world for a random date.

His romantic side was flaring up and he just felt like taking you somewhere nice and treating you the way you deserved to be treated.

He bought you a beautiful bouquet of flowers, he took you to a nice restaurant, and it was overall a nice date.

You were both standing by a stoplight waiting for the little red man to turn green so that you’d be able to cross the street.

Take note: Lucifer didn’t like to publicly show you affection. The most you were getting out of him were the bouquets.

(You asked him to let you hold his hand at a particularly bustling street corner, he put his hands on your shoulders and steered you through the tiny stream of people you passed.)

While you waited patiently to cross, a little boy walked over as he tugged on his guardian’s arm.

She seemed to be his mother and she looked… quite tired.

He had on small overalls and a bright yellow t-shirt. His feet were clad in a pair of dark blue sneakers and he looked absolutely adorable. His hair was a mess of light brown on his head and he had one front tooth missing.

(He made you question if you had baby fever-)

You see, Lucifer refused to don his “human” outfit that day; He said something about not wanting to blend in and look as “basic” as measly humans.

Well, the little boy was absolutely fascinated with his giant black coat. He looked like one of those villains you’d see in mafia movies with his red and black fitted suit… and for a child, he was the coolest person on the block.

“Hey mister! You look cool!”

Lucifer, too engrossed in his conversation with you, didn’t look down at the tiny child.

And the kid did not like that.

He harrumphs and glances over at you; You looked nice! He glances down and spots the flowers in your arms.

Oh, so that’s why…

Lucifer had started pleading his case about why factory tours were the best way to spend vacation days to you; You were adamant on going to one of Diavolo’s many private beaches- you were not spending 5 consecutive days dying in your sweat in thick, insulated PPEs.

You heard a tiny voice say something but at your first glance at your surroundings, you didn’t really see anyone so you brushed it off… That was until you felt someone tug at your shirt.

Oh my goodness… It was an adorable child! (That looked eerily similar to a minion!)

“Oh! Hi there, little one!” You immediately handed the flowers over to Lucifer as you knelt down to the kid’s eye level. Your lover immediately eyes the small human that looked up at him in awe; What did this little twerp- kid want?

“Is he your husband? He has a really cool coat!” He exclaims as he obnoxiously points at Lucifer. You glance up at the ravenette innocently and grin, “Yes he is and yes, I know he looks super cool! He looks good in it, no?” The Avatar of Pride buries his face in his hands to hide the bright blush on his face. He… No! Seeing you with a kid and then! He- You- Kid-

He clears his throat and pretends that he isn’t as red as a ruby; He’s quick to put on his suave facade, “You’d look better in it though, love.” He states.

You shove him playfully and he, pink cheeks and all, had the audacity to smirk and wink at you.

The little boy giggles and runs his hands on Lucifer’s quilted coat before his mother tut-tuts and beckons him back over just as the little red man turns green. Perhaps you’d look into having kids in the future…

“He’s quite the adorable kid. He reminds me of Mammon when he was younger. Anyways, my darling spouse, where do you want to go next?”

“Lucifer! You can’t just go around saying stuff like that!”

“You told that little boy that I’m your husband, no? I’m inclined to think that this is your way of asking for my hand in marriage.”

“In your dreams, Morningstar.”

Mammon:

Mammon loves the idea of spending the rest of forever with you but he would rather die ten times over than admit that to you.

He had a modeling gig in the human world that paid quite well so he had decided to take you with him so that you two could celebrate once the shoot was done.

It was your standard photoshoot; a few make up artists were fawning over your boyfriend’s good looks, you were given your designated swivel chair and a few snacks to keep you busy for the next two or three hours-

Life was good :)

One of the assistant photographers had brought her kid along to the shoot; She was an important asset to the team so the head photographer let it slide.

You were ecstatic about it though; you had someone to talk to (kids are really entertaining- they cry and laugh at anything and everything.) and it was really a win-win situation because the more you kept the kid busy, the more focused her mother was going to be!

The photographer’s daughter, Aya, was about 7 years old and she was the sweetest little thing- She wore her hair in pigtails and had on an adorable white beret and she wore a fluffy white sweater and a black skirt and-

You were so close to bringing her home to the Devildom; Quite frankly, you believed you’d be a great parent!

She brought along a pair of dolls and she had asked you to play pretend with her- she’d be one doll and you’d be the other.

You, of course, played along- You weren’t told that your handsome model boyfriend was taking a break.

You and Aya had taken over the small resting area near the back of the break room. You had built a makeshift cubby from the thin blankets and pillows you were given and you were fully in the role that the child had given you; You were being quite the Hollywood star.

Funny thing is, she named the doll she was holding after you and the doll you held was named Mammon. (She named it after him because he said that he’d be really sad if she named the doll anything else- )

The scenario went like this; You were Mammon, the star model of the industry and you were in love with MC (you). The doll version of you was also a model and you two fell in love during one of the shoots.

You were so busy making little Aya laugh with B-Grade (PG rated) jokes that you didn’t notice Mammon walk over to watch you two play. You had your back towards him, you were sitting at the opening of the cubby and Aya didn’t feel like paying attention to him.

Aya stared at the two dolls then looked at you; You noticed the way she kept hesitating but you knew she had wanted to ask you a question.

“What’s up, Aya? ‘Ya need anything?" You asked, hands stopping mid-movement. She tilted her head to the side, “ I want you the dolls to get married soon. Are you and Uncle Mammon married?” she asked rather innocently.

You hummed and thought about it for a moment; It wasn’t like Mammon would hear your reply anyways- “Yep! We’re married. You can make the dolls get married but that happens after they adopt the dog!” you say.

You weren’t aware that the literal Avatar of Greed was malfunctioning in his chair and if Aya looked close enough, she’d have seen smoke coming out of his ears from the fuse he just blew from cuteness overload.

He wasn’t able to keep his mouth shut though; He couldn’t hold back the lovesick chuckle. You immediately whipped around, your cheeks a light pink, and you chucked a throw pillow at his face. Hard.

“Mammon. How long have you been watching us?” Your voice was deadly low- He better start running but… He wanted to try something.

“Well, honey, I heard ya mention our marriage to Aya!”

Mammon had to be escorted around by 4 bodyguards and Lucifer had to personally see to it that you didn’t accidentally kill your boyfriend.

Aya managed to officiate the marriage of the dolls, though.

Leviathan:

So there was this beautiful lake- It stretched far as the eye can see and it was absolutely marvelous.

The seas in the Devildom shined iridescent and this one was no different but it was special in a way that it was known as a place where demons take their lovers for dates or where families would go to spend time together.

In short, it’s a hot spot for people who are in love.

Levi had wanted to bring you for the longest time but a part of him believed that you wouldn't want to be seen in public with him (He literally couldn’t be more wrong.)

After a bit of pep talk from Asmo (the fifth born threatened to take you there himself), he had asked you out and… you said yes! Hurrah!

Then again, you two had been going on romantic dates for a while now… You would’ve agreed to go with him regardless of where he was taking you-

You two were having a great time together, quite frankly. Levi knew a few of the larger creatures that lived in the lake and you befriended them. (There was a specific Akuma Piranha that you were fond of and Levi almost took it home with the both of you)

While you sat on one of the benches by the lake, you noticed a family walking and playing around.

There was a small demon child who seemed to be no older than 6 years old and they were staring at you.

Maybe your reputation precedes you here in the Devildom?

You stare back for a moment and before you could say anything about it, Levi shyly takes your hand to bring you to a small pop-up ice-cream parlor.

They had the wackiest flavors– What on Earth would Dragon’s Breath flavored ice cream taste like?

Neither of you notice the tiny demon trailing after you.

You were marveling at the vibrant colors of the different tubs on display. Levi was standing a little to the side, eyes soft as he watched you silently as you babbled on about how you wished that there were flavors as fun in the human world. The funkiest flavors you’d heard of were like… probably salted caramel or bubblegum. You gawked as you saw one that supposedly tasted like unicorn milk when you felt a poke at your lower thigh. What? Looking down, you’re greeted by the same wide red eyes you were staring into a few minutes ago. A tiny demon child with light blonde hair and the prettiest ruby eyes looked up at you with a toothy grin, “You’re pretty.” They say bluntly. You couldn’t help but snort, “Why– that’s so nice of you to say.” You say in the middle of your giggle fit. The child glances at you then at Levi’s tall frame. “You’re supposed to say that they're pretty.” They say, pointing at Levi’s quickly blushing face. You burst out into louder laughter. The little demon tilts their head at your lover, “You’re their husband… You should learn to compliment them more.” With that, the kid literally walks away, back to their parents like nothing happened. “Yeah, Levi. Say that I’m pretty.” You bat your eyelashes playfully at the third born, who looks away and screams “moe!” to himself.

“What the heck was that?!” You laugh, wiping away tears streaming down your face. Levi, on the other hand, was having an incredibly hard time trying to calm himself down. “You- Husband?! Did you agree with them?!” he screeches.

You shrug; Should you continue messing with him? Yes. Of course.

“I mean, not yet but it’s still in the plans right now.”

“W-Whaat?!”

This was by far, one of the best dates you two had ever gone on.

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Hi people, im back

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Nan Hao & Shang Feng icons

Icons from the webcomic/ manhwa Nan Hao & Shang Feng. These are actually the images the characters use as pfp in the actual comic haha

The author is called "Brownie" (or 布朗尼)

Here's his insta:

https://instagram.com/bulangnii?igshid=iitwnfwfph02

Really recommend people check the webcomic out, its fun :)

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Ocs brainrot, I use base pose cr to @/yang_pyo_ on twt(?)

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Purson

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19 days - old xian ch.360 “Your happiness.” - English translation

previous 359 - 358 - 357 - 356 - 355 - 354 - 353 - 352

cleaning typesetting and translation by @clodatcat (instagram) and me

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Tarot Card, The Emperor.