#asmodeus x m!mc

[enoe-of-noen]

M!Mc, wearing a dress: ..Does this make me gay?

Asmo: Nope! But the fact you’re in love with me and all my brothers does.

M!Mc: …fuck.

Later

M!Mc: Aha! But I also think Thirteen is pretty fucking hot!

Asmo: …

M!Mc: …

Asmo, raises a brow: …

M!Mc, blushing profusely: …fuck. I don’t know what I am…

Asmo, smiles: That’s perfectly fine, dear.

Asmo: Kisses M!Mc’s cheek

Happy Pride Month y’all 🏳️‍🌈

[sparkbeast20]

Seeing M!MC with facial hair

Summary: You forgot to shave and frankly you don't care. Now the others get to see you with facial hair.

This is the Demon Brothers version, if you like to see with the "Dateables" feel free to ask :D

Note: This is my first time making a headcanon with an male!mc in mind so I might get some things wrong.

Lucifer

The first time Lucifer saw you is with a five o' clock shadow when he was getting his morning coffee.

He ask why you have it and you were blunt and say you were just lazy. (He blames Belphie's influences on you)

When he ask you to shave. You said no, and if he keeps telling you you'll refuse to do so. (Again thanks Belphie)

So the past two weeks your five o' clock shadow grow into a beard.

Though during the first week you try and nuzzle your face on to Lucifer's cheek when you got the chance just to tease him.

He said it's a like rubbing his face on a itchy blanket.

Eventually he stopped telling you to shave, on which it kinda makes you want to shave now.

Though Lucifer does say you look handsome with a beard, causing you to blush upon hearing that from him.

He smirk but he does mean it.

He even suggest that he'll love to give it a trim and even style it. (From a distance Asmo's heart shuttered)

Mammon

Was put off at first.

He was so uses to seeing your smooth babyface and upon seeing your five o' shadow making you look more mature and hot. But pretend that you didn't hear the last part.

when you two are alone, he loves when you snuggle with your on the crook of his neck and he can feel your whiskers rubbing against his skin.

He was glad that there wasn't a rule at RAD against having beards. He kinda convince you to grow it out a bit longer.

You agree since you can't say no to your first man.

By the end of the week you grow a beard and Mammon love seeing it.

Since he did trim it so, it has this style. Though he had to fight Asmo about the style.

He was thinking of doing some couple pics with you.

Of course they were job theme.

This almost convince him on growing one himself.

Leviathan

Was put off at first.

Like why seeing you with a beard is so off putting?

Maybe because he wasn't uses to seeing characters with no beard and that beards is a sight of maturity/aging.

Though he eventually gets over that.

He was at awe when he saw day by day your facial hair grew into a beard.

He subconsciously start looking into anime characters with beards and start to appreciate them more.

When kissing you, he was taken aback by feeling the beard.

When laying in bed or tub, he loves running his finger down your face and feeling your beard.

But all things had come to an end when you two realize how hard to maintain a beard.

He's not Asmo.

Satan

Facial hair isn't new to Satan, since he met with some of his connection who has beards.

But seeing you with "Whiskers" at first was surprising at first.

But when you let it go, just to defy Lucifer which he support.

He start to like seeing you with facial hair.

More so it kinda makes you look more mature than you already are.

One time you and he were at the park feed the stray cats. You took a sit by the bench.

He turn to you, and find to cats on your lap and shoulder while you were asleep.

One cat start playing with your beard.

He took a chance to take a pic and eventually get the cats off you.

When you suggest that you want to shave off the beard.

He'll gladly help you out, even though you know how to.

Asmodeus

Hates it.

It more so reminds him about you are aging and eventually- No he doesn't even want to time about it.

Plus it removes your youthful look.

You can't blame him, but you do however send some cold glares at his way.

His excuses it gives you a rough look, which he help to connect to a dirty look.

But you made him rethink this point of view when you shown him hot actors who rock the beard and five o' clock shadow.

Plus you shown him that these days humans made having a beard as an art form where they can style beards.

Soon he learn to appreciate facial hair.

Maybe developing a taste for "DILFs"

His favorite part of you having a beard is that he get to help you trim and shave it.

It turns out it's like cutting your significate other's hair. It's a fun healthy bonding experience.

Beelzebub

Barely notice it, he just said something along "Did you cut your hair" comment and kept on eating.

Two days later, you gave him a special cake you bought when you saw it on sell.

He smile and thank you before capturing in his arms hugging. He felt your O' clock shadow around his neck and cheek and it tickles him.

Soon he saw your facial grew into a beard.

He was worried about food getting stuck in it.

And he watch as some did get caught on your beard, bread crumbs, a bit of sauce and sees your beard getting wet with the soup you were having that one time at lunch.

As much he like you having a beard, he suggest you shaving it.

You genuinely don't have a problem, you understood and at best he was right. It was hard to eat with a beard.

Belphegor

He tease you when he notice you grew a five o' clock shadow.

And when you two are alone and start feeling it and said the he like how it feels. Even going so far is to start scratching it and loves the sound it makes.

And in fact you too. No wonder there are ASMR with just the sound of fingers scratching beards.

When your Shadow grew into a beard, Belphie can't get enough how it feel.

It kinda reminds him of his tail.

Often he lays on top of you with his head turned to you his side of his face is next to your jaw.

He frown the whole time you shaved it off.

Why? Well, it was getting too long to maintain and manage, and more so it was hot to have on your face.

Belphie tried to guilt trip you but you ain't falling for it.

Eventually he dropped in and is just satisfied feeling your smooth face again.

But he does mutters that if you grew it out again, he'll be staying in your room.

Note: I wanted to change up Asmo's part. I don't like the idea he "Always" like what MC has. He does always learn to like and even love it. Plus he would be the character is a bit nervous seeing a beard on MC since in some people having a beard is a sign of maturity and age. And we all know that Asmo don't like aging especially when it comes with the reminder of MC being a human and mortal.

If there’s grammar or spelling error, please let me know and don’t be shy to leave a comment or reblogging with cute tags. I just love to see you guys thoughts on this :3

[kittievampire]

Leviathan Domming reader after he ate some aphrodisiac snacks while games??? 🫢

(Not to mention he has two cocks)

Duuuude I've been waiting for someone to request double-dick Levi so I'd have an excuse to write abt it

Lemme see what I have in my bag, my dear~

Click here if you wanna request!

Gamin Snacks

Warnings: Smut, Cursing, Diphallia (Levi has 2 pps), Dom!Leviathan x Fem!Reader, No prep (for 1 pp. He preps you for the second), Hair pulling, Teasing, Praise, Dub-con, Use of aphrodisiac

Enjoy.

You probably should've known better than to trust any snack Asmodeus gifted you. The mischievous smirk that was on his face was overlooked, as you figured that he was just being overly hyper and ecstatic; The usual Asmo.

Though, you probably should have expected that something was up when you took the first bite.

Asmodeus had given you a small pack of gummies, that of which were concealed in a bright pink plastic bag, and tied with a hot pink ribbon. You hadn't gotten the chance to try them the day he gave them to you, as you were quite busy. However, Leviathan would occasionally invite you to his room to play video games, and, during your sessions, there would usually be a lot of junk food and drinks for the two of you to consume. You figured that it'd be harmless to bring along the pack of gummies.

Your situation with Leviathan was always a bit confusing to you. You were convinced that you had a crush on him, and he'd invite you to hang out with him privately, but then he'd avoid you any other chance he got. While you'd concluded that it was most likely due to his introverted nature, it still hurt whenever he'd run away from you at RAD, or when he'd ignore you at the House of Lamentation. Then, he'd turn around and invite you to a marathon of watching anime, playing video games, and eating junk food all night.

It was all so confusing.

A part of you wished that something would happen. Something that would make his feelings for you more apparent.

_

"MC! I'm in the middle of grinding this tower, I need your help!" The Avatar of Envy spoke excitedly as you entered the room. "What's that?"

You looked down to where his line of sight ended, the pack of gummies in your hand being the captor of his attention. "Oh! I've got a little snack here," You say with a smile, closing the door behind you and walking over to the purple-haired demon. "I haven't had any yet. I figured that you'd like to try them with me while we play."

Leviathan's breath caught in his throat, his eyes widening in shock and disbelief. "R-Really? You want m-me, a yucky otaku, t-to share your snack?" His voice quivered, and his gaze shifted downward, beginning to twiddle his thumbs. Noticing his self-deprecating tendencies through his body language, you deadpanned. "Levi," You said with a sigh. This immediately made him stop to look up at you, his amber eyes meeting yours. "Let's just play. I've been waiting to hang out with you all day, so spare me the 'yucky otaku' talk, okay?" You sat down beside him, offering a small smile as you opened the pack of gummies and set it on the floor between the two of you.

The demon beside you was silent for a moment, trying to process how comfortable you were sitting next to him, and how you wouldn't allow him to degrade himself any further. A small smile tugged at his lips, and he nodded. "Of course! Whatever my Henry wants!" He exclaimed excitedly, firmly holding his controller in his grip.

_

About an hour into the marathon, Leviathan started to feel an odd, tingling sensation in his body. He'd eaten twelve of the fifteen gummies, but it never occurred to him to correlate the snack with the feeling. You were unaware as well, having eaten three of them yourself.

However, you noticed how quickly he was dying in-game, as well as the dark blush that was forming on his face. There was an unfamiliar glint in his eyes, and a single bead of sweat trickled down the curve of his face. "Levi?" You called out softly, placing your hand on his shoulder. "Are you okay?"

Your voice.

It sounded so sweet, so pure, so alluring. It was proving increasingly difficult for him to stop thinking of you in positions he'd only seen in the middle of the night on a hentai website.

Your voice and your touch made a lethal combo. It would have surely killed him if he weren't immortal. He didn't have the high-level gear required to handle your oblivious actions that made him feel so hot.

"Leviathan!"

Levi flinched at the sound of your call, immediately snapping his head toward you. "Y-Yes?"

Your brows were furrowed with worry as you took in the expression that his face contorted into. You had seen him flustered and stuttering before, but that dark shadow in his half-lidded eyes was unfamiliar to you.

He looked hungry?

"Hey, what's up with you?"

He didn't answer. He couldn't. How the hell was he supposed to tell you that he's suddenly thinking about you squirming and whimpering under him? In a quick attempt at saving face, he wracked his brain for an excuse. Anything that wouldn't make the situation worse. "N-N-Nothing! I'm j-just... cold!" After that statement, he wished that the Devildom could split open and swallow him whole.

Cold? That's the best he could come up with? He was sweating, yet the first thing he thought to say was that he felt cold?

"Very... Cold..." He paused. Now, he wasn't able to control his words, but he was very surprised at what he was saying. "Come here, MC,"

Seeing you furrow your brows in confusion, yet hesitantly crawl toward him obliviously made his throat constrict for a moment. As the heat that pooled in his gut grew worse, he found it difficult to breathe for a moment. Without thinking, he pulled you towards him, ass to crotch, in a warm embrace. Leviathan buried his nose into the flesh between your neck and shoulder, closing his eyes as a delightful shiver shot up his spine.

It wasn't until his tail brushed up against your thigh that you realized his demonic form was emerging. "Levi-" "Shhh," He hushed you softly, the sound of the controller falling to the ground acting as your final warning.

"I-I feel so..." Leviathan trailed off as he pushed his hips forward, his crotch grinding so deliciously against your rear. He hissed in pleasure, gripping your hips tightly. "I-I don't know w-what's wrong with me," He murmured as he tugged at your shirt, the fabric being pulled down just enough so that he could get a better view of your neck. As soon as he caught sight of your skin, smooth and unmarked, he attacked your neck with his mouth. Sucking and nibbling, he held onto you as you writhed and made the cutest of noises. "Levi," You whined softly as he started grinding against you once more.

That's when you felt the bulge in his pants. It was so huge. Was it natural for a demon to be this big? If it felt like that while confined in his pants, how would it feel if he...

You froze, vision blurry as Leviathan started to slide his hands up your body, your shirt being lifted slowly. "L-Levi, wait-" You were cut off by your own moan as he bucked his hips, that huge bulge now making contact with your clothed cunt. That's when the heat that you'd been ignoring for the past few minutes began to pool more noticeably. "Can't," He whined, finally pulling away from the patch on your neck, which was now coated in saliva and adorned with a bite mark. "Want you, MC."

Leviathan was very disappointed at the fact that you were wearing a bra, expressing his disappointment through a low growl and wrapping his tail tightly around your thigh. "S-Sorry, I can't-" He let out a soft moan as he ground his crotch against yours, causing jolts of pleasure to course through your veins.

Suddenly, you felt yourself being pushed to the ground, a fistful of your hair in his hand as he pinned you down. His tail kept your legs at a shoulder-length distance, and his free hand slid up your back to unclip your bra. "MC, I want you," He whimpered as he pushed his crotch against your rear again, the straps of your bra beginning to slide down your shoulders. "P-Please say you w-want me, too."

Hearing him plead wasn't exactly out of the ordinary for you, but to plead in such a lewd manner was so odd. Not in a bad way, that is. However, you found it nearly impossible for you to speak. For whatever reason, your brain started to become foggy, and had your arm not been there to brace you, you would have been drooling on the floor. "Levi," You whimpered softly, pulling your arms through the straps of your bra, and allowing him to slide the cups off of your chest and out from under your shirt. "Fuck, just take it off!" He raised his voice to a volume you'd almost never hear unless he was genuinely frustrated. Suddenly, your bare breasts spilled out into the chilly air of his room, the remnants of your shirt now below you in torn scraps. Levi hooked his fingers around the hem of your shorts, fiddling until he got hold of your panties as well, and yanked them down.

You let out a sharp gasp as your dripping cunt was hit by the cool air, the wetness making it feel a lot colder. Then, you heard a shuffle. His hands were pulled away from you, but his tail kept your legs spread in position. You lifted yourself up a little, now annoyed that he wasn't touching you. "Leviathan?" Suddenly, your head was pushed down against your arm. "Don't!" He yelped out.

That's when you felt it. Or, them.

At first, you thought you were just going crazy; That maybe it was the air or a piece of clothing pressing against your clit, but when you felt the tip of his cock against your entrance, you suddenly regained consciousness.

There were two. One of them pushed against your drooling cunt, and the other teased your clit. "I-I know it's a bit... Weird," He murmured among heavy pants. "I can't-" His cocks both twitched at the same time. "I want both of them in you," He growled out, clearly restraining himself from acting on what his body was screaming at him to do. "But I-I don't wanna hurt you, MC." His other hand was planted on the floor near your waist, the one in your hair keeping you from looking at him.

Leviathan didn't exactly look presentable at the moment. He was in his demon form, his face flushed a deep red, beads of sweat running down his body, and his cocks hard and weeping. "But-" His cock suddenly started pushing into you, the tip stretching the tight muscles of your cunt. "You'd... You'd still take me, right?" He asked through gritted teeth. You let out a soft mewl as he penetrated you, your walls welcoming his cock with a tight constriction. "Levi-!" You were cut off by a sudden buck of his hips, pushing more of his length inside of you. He shuddered at the warmth he so badly desired, his second manhood twitching against your lower abdomen. "You'd take all of me... Like a good girl... Right?" He moved his hand from your hair to your mouth as he buried himself inside your quivering cunt.

It felt like your breath was punched out of you. To be empty one moment, then feel so full the next, the stimulation of his manhoods along with his hands made your body shudder in ecstasy. His second cock pressed against your stomach, making your walls flutter against his length.

He started to slowly pull out of you, amber eyes shifting down to see how your fluids clung to his cock. This made him groan, his hands clenching your hips tightly, as he slammed himself back into you. Your body jolted, and you let out a high-pitched whine. "Just for me, right?" He asked, repeating his movements experimentally before his instincts took over, and he set a brutal pace.

Still somewhat conscious of your volume, you bit down on your arm to keep your sounds quiet and muffled. "You'll take it just for me. No one else." The way he said it made it sound more like a demand than anything. You'd hear him get possessive, and, as the Avatar of Envy, he was quick to get jealous, but this was different. There was also the fact that, when he would shove himself so deep in your cunt, the tip of his cock would nuzzle that sweet spot near your cervix. The stimulation was driving you crazy, and you could practically feel your brain getting foggy.

Leviathan was getting drunk off of the odd feeling in his gut paired with the warmth of your body. His heart was beating ten times as fast, and his thrusts were unrelenting. The lewd sound of skin slapping against skin made his lower cock twitch against you. He stared down at your cunt, watching how it sucked him in deeper with each thrust, how the lips spread to accommodate his girth. He began to wonder just how much you could take. "You'll... Be a good girl for me, right?" He asked, voice now gentle as he moved his hand from your hair and trailed it down your back, making a shudder crawl up your spine.

His pace slowed, and he slowly dragged his fingertips down your thigh, before gently caressing where the two of you connected. Then, he slowly began to push his finger inside of you, the digit sandwiched between his cock and your walls. You shot up at the feeling, turning your head to look over your shoulder. Attempting to protest, you whined out his name, but you were promptly interrupted by his pace quickening. His finger started to thrust as well, and that's when you realized what he was trying to do.

"L-Levi, I won't be able t-to take both!" You mewled out between heavy pants and whines of pleasure. Tears were slipping down your rosy cheeks as you felt your cunt beginning to stretch even more.

One finger became two.

"Yes you can," Leviathan purred out softly, his tail slithering off of your thigh and up your abdomen, circling your breasts. "Because you're my good girl, aren't you?" The tip of his tail flicked one of your hardened nipples, making you, and your pussy, shudder.

Two became three.

It was a stinging sensation, but the stretch was just too delicious to despise. How your body was accepting his administrations without protest somehow managed to turn you on even more. The odd feeling in your gut, the lust that pooled in your cunt was driving you mad, making you intoxicated.

Intoxicated was an understatement for the third-born above you. The feeling that made his body sweat and his cock hard was making him wasted. Not being able to think straight, he wasn't exactly patient with the rest of the prep.

He'd made it to four fingers before he pulled out, his hand and his cock, and used both hands to stroke his two manhoods. You whined at the loss, but once you were flipped over, you could see the Avatar of Envy more clearly. Covered in a thin sheen of sweat, cocks rock hard and standing at attention, tail sliding off of you and swaying slowly behind him— much like a predator on the hunt—, and those eyes. They burned a dark orange, staring at you similarly to how the sixth born would stare down a Devil Cheeseburger.

You keened as the demon grabbed your hips, pulling you toward him. "I-I like you, MC!" He confessed, his hands sliding down toward your thighs and grabbing them firmly, a dark blush dusting over his face. "I like you a lot, okay? So..." He pushed your legs up a bit and spread them apart. "Take me like a good girl, okay? All of me."

Leviathan moved one of his hands down to take both of his cocks into his grip, hissing once both the tips made contact with your cunt. Rather than protest it any longer, you found yourself wanting to try. After a few moments of prodding, both tips of his cocks managed to push into your cunt. With an arch of your back and a cry of pleasure and pain, your legs spread a little wider, in hopes of reducing the sting of the stretch. The demon hushed you as he began to slowly sink in more of his lengths.

The demon threw his head back, his hands moving to grip your hips in an attempt to keep himself somewhat grounded. The way your pussy was constricting around him so tightly, the way your body was instinctively welcoming both of his cocks, as if you were made just for him.

"You're my Henry." He suddenly shoved himself all the way inside, one of his tips pushing against your cervix while the other nuzzled your G-spot. You pulled away from your saliva coated arm and squealed, nails digging into the tile floor. So full. You felt so fucking full. Full of him.

Levi stayed still for a moment, but then he started to thrust. His hips rocked, clapping against your ass and thighs. "M'gonna ruin you for everyone else," He continued grunting out, once more grabbing a fistful of your hair. He pulled you up this time, wrapping his free arm around your waist as he latched onto your shoulder.

He changed the position, sitting down with you in his lap, his hands sliding down your hips and spreading your thighs open. Your gaze immediately shifted downward, and you saw how his cocks went in and out of you. Leviathan pressed wet kisses up your neck, smirking as he saw you watching how you were being fucked. "I think you like that, don't you? You're so wet, MC." He moved his hand up your thigh before beginning to play with your clit. "I can go in and out so easily. Your body didn't even put up much of a fight."

Your face flushed a deep shade of red, and you nearly screamed when he pinched your clit at the same time he buried himself so deep inside of your little cunt. You leaned against him, arching your back and gripping his shoulders. "Leviathan!" You moaned out, only to be silenced with a passionate kiss.

Hungry, and obviously desperate, he started pounding into you. His cocks bullied your cervix and G-spot, one of his his hands trailed up your body to squeeze your breasts, and his tail wrapped around your thigh to keep you spread open for him. His rough fucking, along with the way he played with your breast and your clit, made your walls start to build up around him. You felt a different kind of pleasure, a different need filling your core.

The need to release.

You needed to cum, and with how he was handling you right now, you were definitely going to cum soon. You broke away from the kiss. "Levi! Levi- M-M'gonna-" You clenched your teeth and leaned your head against his shoulder, letting out loud mewls in pleasure.

Leviathan didn't respond, he only started going faster. Harder.

Then, you saw white. Your scream was muted as your senses shut down, your orgasm racking through your body in delicious waves of pleasure.

Levi grabbed onto your hips and pushed you down onto his cocks, keeping you in place as he came. Spurts of cum shot out, the duality causing your cunt to overflow.

As you came down from your high, you could faintly hear him whispering sweet nothings into your ear, all while gently nibbling on your jawline.

"You did so good for me," Levi whispered, slowly pulling out of you to see his fluids gush out of you. You flinched when one of his cocks rubbed against your folds, letting out a soft whine.

"But, MC, I'm not done. You'll let me play with you a little more, right, My Henry?"

Hope you liked it, Anon!

Masterlist

[temis-de-leon]

Solomon x Insecure fem!S/O

Characters: Solomon x fem!MC

Main Masterlist

Requested by @kirshimadenkisero: hello! may i please request solomon with a fem! s/o who’s very self conscious about her appearance, such as her slight belly fat, the stretch marks on her inner thighs, her acne, etc? i’ve been struggling with my appearance lately and solomon is my go-to comfort character, so this would really help. thank you! drink water!

A/N: I didn't go much into detail with the self-deprecating thoughts or the body descriptions, but they're still there, at plain sight. I hope you like it and I deeply hope it makes you feel at least a little bit better. To Romance Anon and M. Anon, don't worry, I'm writing your requests too :)

CW: the mental struggles of being chubby and the physical struggles of being chubby in summer. Comparing your body with someone else's isn't good. Also, the sadness of being immortal

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“Aren’t you hot?”

MC blinked at the question, moistening her eyes after several minutes of staring at the screen before turning to the side, but her body had slouched so far down the couch that she had to look up to talk to Solomon.

Her favourite fellow human had a mixture of emotions on his face: fondness, worry and surprise. His arms were completely spread out over the backrest, initially to offer her a place to rest and later to make more space for him to sweat. The air was sticky with warmth, blinds closed down to give them the full cinema experience and not a window open to keep the mosquitoes out.

To her greatest pleasure, Solomon had accepted defeat by the time the second movie started and took his shirt off. MC, on the other hand, although dying to do the same, was still wearing an oversized t-shirt and some ugly, worn down, capris pants. Every piece of fabric stuck to her skin like a punishment and beads of sweat travelled along the curves of her body to stain her clothes.

It wasn’t pretty and it wasn’t comfortable, but she didn’t want to change. They had a dinner party the night before and MC had the atrocious idea of wearing a long summer dress. When they finally got home, her inner thighs were red and hurting and the embarrassment had persisted for the next day and the entirety of their movie marathon.

So, not wanting to make him feel bad for her own insecurities while they were having a good time, MC chuckled and faked an excessive sultry look.

“Is that an actual question or a compliment?”

MC felt like her body was seconds away from exploding, breaking skin and searching for fresh air. The cooling spell he’d casted earlier must’ve slowly worn off while they were immersed in the beginning of the trilogy.

“I would say you’re hot, yes, but it was a legitimate question” he softly laughed. “Why don’t you take your pants off? Else, you’re going to get sick”

“I’m going to get sick from being too hot?”

A flick of impatience crossed his face, but he quickly erased it by laughing again.

“Well, I hope not. Otherwise you’d be bedridden”

His flattery made her genuinely smile and she noticed her face warming up from something significantly different than the high temperature in the room.

“You spend too much time with Asmodeus”

“Look who’s talking”

Solomon kept his mouth open and MC stared in apprehension, keeping a few uncomfortable seconds between them until he finally shook his head and turned to continue watching the movie. She tried to mask her relief, doing the same, but she could tell that he wasn’t as engrossed anymore.

Minutes passed, almost half an hour, until Solomon finally cooled down the room again with a wave of his hand. Her body eased and she almost broke with a satisfied groan, letting herself fall against his body and momentarily forgetting about her previous discomfort.

The darkness of the screen and the haunting chanting of a woman dragged her to unconsciousness, but she forced her eyes open, paying excessive attention to the plot. It was a sad scene, one of the saddest by far, and it wasn’t too long before Solomon’s hand creeped behind her back and grabbed her shoulder. At first she was confused and then, making her heart stop for just a second, she recognized what had suddenly worried her boyfriend.

“Do you think that’s how she felt?” she asked, trying not to see their relationship portrayed in the movie. “Lilith, I mean”

Solomon hummed, not letting her go, and slowly, but surely, started to nod. There was a hint of sadness in his eyes and she immediately wished things were different.

“Most probably, yes” he stayed silent for a few seconds, staring at Arwen crying on her father’s shoulder with great despair. Then, he said what MC desperately wanted to avoid hearing “That’s how I feel too”

A familiar sting closed her throat. The consequences of dating an immortal man, she supposed.

“I imagine going to your burial more often that I would like” he continued saying in a hushed, dark tone. “But I don’t think I would be able to leave after”

“What? You’ve never told me this!”  

“Well, it’s not the happiest of conversations”

“Don’t be like that” MC pleaded, sitting straight to look at him directly. “We don’t even know if that’s how it’s going to go. Maybe I'll turn immortal too”

He let out a humourless chuckle, pulling her close until she was sitting on his lap before pausing the movie. A heavy silence settled and MC became painfully aware of everything. It wasn’t the first time they had been so close to each other, but she didn’t feel happy about it this time, her body glued to his in such a way that the possibility of him not feeling every inch of her was almost non-existent.

The fateful end of their relationship, the depreciating thoughts about herself and the immense love he was looking at her with made her feel nauseous.

“Do you really think that?”

“If life has taught me something, is that anything can happen” she shrugged, brushing his hair before kissing his forehead. “Who knows? Maybe we’re not Aragorn and Arwen. Maybe we’re Gandalf and Galadriel and we’ll stay together until you grow a beard and I become pretty”

“You’re extremely beautiful”

Solomon looked like she offended him, which made her laugh, but she didn’t feel like she was lying. With fair smooth skin, long silken hair and a body resembling a dream, it was impossible to look at the elf and not feel disappointment.

“And I’m not like Gandalf”

“What do you mean? He’s a wizard and he’s an old man”

“Do not call me an old man” he begged with a heartbroken face, but she only laughed harder.

He smiled at her giddy expression, putting her hair behind her ear before making her head rest on his chest. MC thought he would play the movie again, but he didn’t move.

“Aren’t Gandalf and Galadriel just friends, anyway? I don’t want to be just friends with you, MC”

“He’s in love with her, though”

“Is he?”

“Are you serious? Look at her!”

“I don’t want to look at her, I want to look at you!” he laughed, sneaking his hand under her shirt and caressing her back. She thought of rejecting his touch, but with the way he was keeping her so close, that would’ve been a stupid decision. At the same time, his words made her heart beat ridiculously faster. “I don’t want to be Aragorn and date Arwen and I don’t want to be Gandalf and be in love with Galadriel. I want to be me, being in love with you and dating you. And no one is going to take that away from me, not even you”

Her throat closed again and her vision became blurry. How could she even answer that?

“Your tastes are messed up” she finally said in a wobbly voice.

“Your perception is messed up” he refuted, pushing her away to dry the tears and kiss the corner of her eyes, then her cheeks, the tip of her nose and, finally, her lips. “Let’s turn off the movie, I have something much better to look at tonight”

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[lou-struck]

I Got Your Back

Asmodeus x reader

~ Asmo has a special gift for your beach trip that just  keeps on giving.

WC: 1.5k

Warnings: Kinda suggestive but its Asmo so what do you expect 

~This is one of the requested prompts for my Summertime Fun Event. Feel free to check it out. 

You are perched on Mammon's shoulders as you stare at your opponents in your friendly seaside game of chicken. Beel and Belphie make a formidable team, but Mammon has enough energy for the both of you.

Or so you thought, one minute you had your arms outstretched, trying to knock belphie into the shallow sandbar, and the next you find yourself falling into the cerulean water barely having enough time to hold your nose as the waves claim you. 

By the time you resurface, you find that all three demons are staring down at you worriedly.

"Oi, watch it; humans are fragile. You coulda crushed em." Mammon scolds, scrambling to help you to your feet. The water goes up to your waist and is a refreshing break from the heat of the human world sun. 

"M' sorry," Beel frowns, looking at you with big eyes, "I didn't realize that this game was so dangerous,"

"It's not that dangerous Beel; You're fine, right Mc?" Belphie asks; although he tries to hide it, there is a bit of guilt in his lavender gaze as he looks you over. 

"It's okay," you giggle, wiping some of the seawater out of your face before it drips into your eyes. "It's all a part of the game; I'm just not as physically strong as the two of you, so I fell."

"Are you sure?" Beel asks, "I didn't hurt you at all?"

"Not a bit," you say, "But the game may last longer if you guys got someone else to play against you."

"Like Lucifer," Belphie smiles evilly. "I'd love to push him into the water."

"Let's go get 'em." Mammon smiles. "I bet I could get some serious Grimm if I caught it on camera."

"And we can get some food on the way," Beel adds hungrily. 

The three brothers trudge out of the water in search of the Eldest as you head towards your spot on the shore. 

The only one who is at your little setup is Asmodeus. 

The Avatar of Lust is sprawled out on a luxurious-looking lounge chair, his peach-colored eyes hidden behind a glamorously large pair of sunglasses. Not a hair is out of place on his head and he looks camera-ready. 

"Aren't you going to take a swim, Asmo?" you ask, sitting on the chair next to him; this chair is adorned with a fluffy pink towel that cushions your back as you lean into it. "The water feels great."

He tosses his head back in laughter and lowers his glasses seductively, giving you a stunning view of his beautiful eyes. "Sorry Hon, my hair looks too perfect to get it wet. I'd rather just sit here and get a little glow. Would you like to join me?"

"I would," you beam, "I think I need a break after that last game of chicken."

"I saw that," he giggles. "But you should probably reapply a bit of your sunscreen after falling in the water. You have such lovely skin; I'd hate for it to dry out."

"You're probably right," you reply, noting that if you are going to be out in the sun, it's important to protect yourself just a bit.

You spot a bottle of sunscreen sticking out of a navy blue beach bag and reach for it, but you are stopped as Asmo lightly takes hold of your wrist. "Not that old bottle Mc, I made sure to order you a custom bottle of screen that is sure to make you feel your best."

He reaches into his own beach bag and pulls out a fancy-looking teal bottle with golden lettering. You don't even have to read the label to know that this product belongs to one of the human world's most luxurious cosmetics companies. Even just a trial-size bottle of this is worth more than a full tank of gasoline, and Asmodeus went ahead and bought you a full-sized one.

"Thank you for this Asmo, but are you sure that you don't want to keep this for yourself? This brand is pretty nice." You ask, feeling guilty to be given such a nice product unexpectedly. 

"Of course not, Hon, I got that made just for you." He smiles, pulling out an identical-looking bottle from his bag. "But don't worry, I got one for myself too. All I want is for the both of us to look and feel our best while we are on this little trip. And besides, seeing that cute look you get on your face when I spoil you makes the cost more than worth it."

Although it is ridiculously hot outside, you and Asmo both know that the flustered heat blossoming on the apples of your cheeks is because of him. Knowing that he is able to charm you, being just himself, is like a drug to the Avatar of Lust, and you can tell that he is waiting eagerly for you to put the present he got for you to use. 

Carefully, you grab the tube of whipped sunscreen and press lightly down on the fancy-looking pump until a dollop of coconut-scented lotion squirts onto your hand. The lightweight product intrigues you as you wonder how this will compare to the stuff you have used in summer's past. 

You start with your arms and are amazed at how the product seems to melt into your skin without leaving so much as a streak. "Asmo, this stuff is amazing; it doesn't feel cakey at all." You say excitedly, noticing how your skin glows healthily under the protectant; he grins as you apply it to the rest of you. 

When you make it to the backs of your shoulders, you stop as you try to figure out how to get those hard-to-reach spots on your back. You were so focused on the task at hand that you failed to notice Asmodeus had moved from his seat until he was right behind you, the most innocent of looks on his face.

"Ooh darling, let me get your back for you." Asmo purrs in your ear. Sending little shivers down your spine. 

It's crazy how easy it is for him to fluster you. 

"Oh, thank you Asmo," you say looking at him over your shoulder. "I couldn't get it by myself."

"That's what I'm here for, Love," he grins, squeezing a generous glob of lotion onto his hands. "I have to make sure you are taking care of your beautiful self."

"Oh, it's cold." you gasp when his lotion-covered hands make contact with your back, sending a jolt down your spine. His movements are soft, but tender, making those pesky butterflies in your stomach go wild. 

"It's so cute when you squirm like that. But try not to move so much," he chuckles, rubbing the lotion in like he is your personal masseuse. The light sensation of his nails tickling your back feels heavenly as you feel yourself beginning to unwind. The beach around you disappears as your eyes flutter shut. Asmo's soft humming and softer touches becomes all you know as your shoulder begins to slump in relaxation.

"Does it feel good?" he giggles, shaking you a bit to keep you awake. "Don't fall asleep on me yet; I know you would hate to miss out on all the fun."

"Can't. Move." you murmur weakly, "too comfy."

Asmo's gentle movements stop abruptly "Oh my, we can't have that." he sighs and gets to his feet. Although he and his brothers are enjoying this little getaway, the main reason why everyone got to go in the first place is so that you can enjoy the sunlight in the human world. If you end up falling asleep in the shade, he knows you'll be disappointed. "I may not want to get my hair wet, but I'd hate for you to miss out on the fun. What would you like to do?"

You pry your eyes open and turn to face him with a victorious grin. "Walk along the beach with me? We could find some pretty rocks and make jewelry?"

"Oh what a perfect date idea." he gushes, placing his hands on his cheeks. "You are just the cutest Mc."

His eager excitement brings a smile to your face as you get to your feet. But before you leave your little beach stall, the demon's laughter stops you in your tracks. 

"Oh Mc, it looks like you missed a spot," he tsks a manicured hand coming to cup your face as he smooths out a crease from the lotion on your cheek. He stares at your face as if it were a piece of art on display. His thumb brushes your lip as his voice drops to a whisper. "There now, you're perfect."

[toastermoth]

Hello! I saw your requests are open! I’m actually a fem reader, but I don’t mind a gender neutral one! I’d like to know your headcanons on Solomon when he becomes romantically interested with the mc. Like if he’ll do anything for them or does he get jealous whenever mc spends so much time with the demon brothers. Anything that you think about, it’s up to you. 😊 It’s been a very long time that I haven’t played Obey Me and I just miss them. Thanks!

Hell yeah!! I got OM after almost a year of not playing so ik what you mean when you say you miss them! (I missed Satan </3) one batch of Solomon hcs coming right up! APOLOGIES FOR THIS BEING LONG I HAD FUN WRITING THING

SOLOMON X GN! READER HCS

This man, he's old. Old man. So obviously he knows a few things about love.

Usually it's other people swooning for him but when he met you this man was DOWN MFING BAD.

He started to come up to talk to you inbetween classes more and more often. In a way he seemed awkward?

Hm, maybe he's just trying to be kind? Until he started walking you home everyday which always made you happy because unlike the brothers, he wouldn't abandon you on your walks.

Casually helping you carry books to eventually racing you playfully, to holding your hand and making you run with him all the way to the house of Lamination.

You found yourself falling for the white haired wizard and went to Asmo for advice.

"Sweetie, just say your feelings! I'm more than sure his feelings are intertwined with yours! And if you're too scared work up to it! Spend more time with him and only him!"

Taking Asmo's advice over timeyou found yourself at the purgatory hall. Everyday it seemed like a routine, get up, go to school, go home with Solomon and do whatever two oblivious people who have a crush on each other do!

The lust demon however thought you two were still taking too long and decided to take matters into his own hands.

Next thing you knew, Asmodeus was suddenly all over you, asking to shop, asking to try on some new makeup with him and then soon all the brothers caught on and had their own requests.

"Y/n I require you assistance for this paperwork. Surely you won't disappoint me."

"YO! Y/N! I need ya to help me with some uh.. uh.. LISTEN I JUST NEED YOUR HELP ALRIGHT?!"

"Hey normie, get on Mononoke Land! There's a new event going on!"

"Y/n I need you for helping me find this human book, it's about this boy-"

"Y/n dear! I found this color changing nail polish and it's to DIE FOR! Cmon I need to test it on you!"

"Y/n I'm hungry.. can you make me something? We can share if you want too if I don't eat it all."

"Mnn.. y/n come nap with me... m cold and you're nice and warm.."

Once Solomon noticed you were canceling your plans with him, he started to get suspicious and a little insecure. (He'd never say that out loud however.)

Finally after some debating, he decided to personally take you home with him and find ways to keep you both busy.

The demons take notice (especially Lucifer after you didn't answer his texts after 5 minutes) and sneaked around (Simeon let them in) and noticed you and Solomon laughing together?

"HEY WHAT TH-" "SHHHHH Love is happening."

You hear the demon brothers' bickering but pay no attention as you resume your tickle fight with Solomon.

"You're the person I'd let tickle me and that's saying something, you're the only person I'd let do a lot of things." he said inbetween laughs.

You look at him so full of love as he grabs both your hands and starts tickling you!

"Let the lovebirds be, cmon out out!" Asmo yelled, you both stopped and started laughing at his antics.

God he was in love.

[misc-obeyme]

9 Days of Solomon: Day 5 - Pact

I wrote the beginning of this a long time ago and then got distracted. I kept meaning to go back to it and this prompt gave me the perfect reason to. I am obsessed with this man's pact marks and that's really all you need to know lol.

Solomon x GN!MC (this is an established relationship scenario)

NSFW MDNI

Warnings: Solomon's wrists are restrained, oral (Solomon receiving), lil bit of biting, I think that's it I dunno you could say he's a bit subby here too I think lol

You had just come home from the House of Lamentation, ready to finally relax for a bit. You looked around for Solomon, but didn't see him right away. You went to his room and found the door was slightly open. You peeked your head in, but still saw no sign of him. You opened the door wider and went inside.

And that was when Solomon came out of the bathroom, wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist.

You gasped. You didn't mean to and your hands flew to cover your mouth immediately, but it was too late.

Solomon turned to you and all you could look at were the pact marks that covered his bare chest and arms.

You had seen them before, of course. But you didn't often see them so clearly. Solomon always wore clothes that covered almost every inch of his skin. And when you had been in moments of passion that required clothing removal, you hadn't really been paying too close attention, too busy fumbling in the dark.

Solomon watched you carefully. "Hey, MC. I didn't know you were home already."

You forced your eyes up to his face. "I… just got back," you said awkwardly.

Solomon ran a hand through his still damp hair. "If you give me a minute to get dressed, I'll make us dinner."

Several emotions ran through you at this statement, but the main sentiment was don't you dare. You didn't want him in the kitchen or making dinner, but you also didn't want him to get dressed.

At that moment, the light of his room was bright, illuminating the contrast between his black pact marks and pale skin. The way they covered him so thoroughly was something you hadn't quite realized before now. The last thing you wanted was for him to cover them up again.

"Absolutely not," you said.

Solomon looked surprised. "Oh?"

You took several steps toward him and rested your fingertips on one of the pact marks on his chest, leaning in close. "You don't even realize, do you?"

Solomon shivered beneath your touch. "MC…"

You noted the blush that had crossed his cheeks and the tips of his ears. You put your other hand on one of the marks on his arm. "You're stunning."

Solomon laughed. "Me?" He sounded incredulous.

You pressed your lips to one of the marks on his chest. You heard him suck in a breath. You pushed on him gently until he was pressed up against the wall as your lips and tongue moved to another pact mark. You nipped at this one and received another gasp from him in response.

"M-MC…" his voice was already almost a whimper.

As you kept your lips on the pact mark, you let your fingers slide down and run just beneath the edge of the towel that was still tucked around his waist.

To your annoyance, he caught the wrist of your wandering hand. "Ah, now that's not fair, is it?"

You leaned back a little to smirk at him. "Don't make me tie you up," you said jokingly.

Solomon's eyes widened and his face flushed, the heat clearly creeping down his neck. He frowned a little at his own reaction.

You laughed. "I see how it is."

You didn't give him a chance to protest, instead reciting the words to a spell you happened to have learned recently.

Solomon let go of you as his own wrists were pulled together, bound by a thread of magic. His flush deepened. "Did Asmodeus teach you this?"

Your fingers went back to the towel. A glance downward revealed how hard his cock was already. You pulled on the fabric, letting it fall to his feet.

Your fingers brushed against him, trailing along his erection, across his hips, over the pact marks there.

"I think I'd like to explore every single one of these," you said, your hand splayed across a pact mark on his stomach, just behind where his bound wrists rested.

For once, Solomon didn't protest or make any kind of sound at all. Instead he simply watched you, his eyes hooded, as though he was no longer thinking clearly. As though he was dizzy from wanting you so badly.

You pulled him over to the bed and made him kneel on it. He did as you asked obediently and you noted how he was like putty in your hands.

Slowly and carefully, you set about putting your lips (and tongue and teeth) on all seventy-two of Solomon's pact marks.

You couldn't help but chuckle when you got to Asmo's. "You were right. He did teach me that wrist binding spell," you said just before sucking on the center of it, leaving a dark red mark there.

Solomon sighed and managed to actually look concerned, even with the heat all over his face and his cock still straining. "I'll have to talk to him about teaching questionable spells to my adorable apprentice."

You moved on to the next mark, nipping at it momentarily before saying, "Talk to him about how grateful you are, right?"

You deliberately stroked his cock with your hand, making his whole body twitch.

"Ah, MC!" Solomon bit his lip.

You shook your head, but just moved on again to the next mark.

By the time you were finished, you had an overwhelmed sorcerer begging you for release.

You cupped his cheek, which was hot and slick with sweat, pressing your lips to his. "You've been so good for me."

Solomon moaned against you, squirming just a little. You kissed down his throat, his chest, his stomach, lingering on the marks as you went, maneuvering around his still bound wrists.

When you finally took his cock in your mouth, Solomon moaned out your name. You began soft and gentle, teasing the tip with your tongue. The needy sounds Solomon made were so desperate, you decided to have mercy on him. He had waited long enough. You sucked and it wasn't long until his cum was sliding down your throat.

As Solomon gasped in air from the long awaited orgasm, you stood up, wiping your mouth a little, and snapping your fingers to remove the magical thread around his wrists.

You started to move away, but as soon as his hands were free, Solomon was pulling you toward where he still knelt on the bed.

"Oh no," he said, already tugging off your shirt. "It's your turn, MC."

"What?" you demanded.

"You have pact marks, too," he said.

"Only seven!" you protested.

Solomon's arms were around you, keeping you against the bed. He rested his chin on your now bare stomach and looked up into your eyes. "Then I'll just have to add the other sixty-five marks myself, won't I?"

You were amazed at how quickly the tables had turned. Now you were the one blushing deeply. You could tell it was going to be a long night and yet you found you didn't mind at all.

day 1: stars | day 2: nostalgia | day 3: knife | day 4: ocean | day 6: snow | day 7: familiar | day 8: Barbatos | day 9: humanity

masterlist | Thank you for reading!

[projectbluearcadia]

[P1] My Love, I Am Drinking PLeNTy of WAteR

Lucifer x F!MC

[ Part 1 ] [ Part 2 ]

I can't believe I haven't gotten to drunk Luci. He's so cute when he's tipsy.

[ Story Premise: Lucifer gets wasted on demonus on account of Diavolo (drink responsibly please) and comes home late looking for his favorite human. Lucifer being Lucifer, he manages to get sappy and horny at the same time.

**Part 1 is SFW; Part 2 is NSFW. ]

Wordcount - 955

For once, it’s a quiet night in the House of Lamentation. Mammon had been knocked out on the floor. Leviathan was right next to him, his arm laying over Mammon’s face with his hand still firmly grasped around a controller. You had spread a blanket over them both, being the kind, lovely soul you were. Belphegor sleeps in fetal position hugging his favorite pillow in the corner, his twin awkwardly sitting against the couch with his drooling head slumped against the cushions. Satan snoozes on top of said couch, a book laying over his face, while Asmodeus lays front and center within a nest of pillows, his head resting on Mammon’s blanketed stomach. Evidently, he had moved his head there in the time it had taken you to get a book for yourself. 

You check the time and find yourself yawning. 1:31 A.M. It’s about time that you should get some relaxation, although that isn’t entirely possible when you know Lucifer is still out, probably staying up into the wee hours of the night. This was, if he was even planning on sleeping tonight. His habit of getting very little sleep during the workweek was getting worse, to the point where you had to use your pact to make him go to bed. 

Stupid stressed idiot. It annoys you just thinking about it. It’s bad enough that he was leaving you to handle his brothers when they got out of control (even if you were more capable of handling them than their tired older brother). Now he’s taking on some new project or something, and he was relapsing into his old habits despite how much you scolded him for it. It was a process, but it was just… Diavolo, why couldn’t he think ahead and realize you needed quality time with him?! 

Jingle-jingle. Jangle… Rustle, rustle. Click-click scrape scrape…

“Mmmn? Why won’t it go in?” Speak of the devil. 

You lay your book down before you even brought yourself to open it, making your way to the door to greet your idiot. You open the (unlocked) door for him to see the drunk leaning on the doorframe with a silly smile, Barbatos quietly bowing from behind him and leaving. 

“Hey there, Beautiful,” he says with a cute little hiccup, and you sigh as you grab him by the arm and drag him inside. “Hehe… Easy, easy, I’ll follow you wherever you want me t’go.” 

“Exactly how much did you drink tonight?” you ask, doubting that you’ll get an accurate answer. 

“Mmmnn…” he hums before he counts on his fingers and grins at you. “This mush.” 

“Lucifer, you can’t drink that much,” you groan as you drag him to the kitchen. 

“But Diavolo said it’d be a nice game. I’m fine, sweetie-honey…”

“Nevermind,” you sigh, grabbing a cup and filling it to the brim with water, Lucifer’s jaw resting heavily on your shoulder while he hums an adorable little song. “You’re going to drink this, and you’re going to go to bed.” 

“Do I re’lly need t’drink any water?” he complains, wrapping his arms around your waist. “I’ve got everything I need right here.” He rubs his face affectionately against your shoulder. 

“Yes, you need to drink water, Lucifer,” you reply, peeling his hands off to turn towards him and hand him the full glass. He pouts at you. 

“I don’t want to.” He sticks out his tongue just past his lips, and you raise an eyebrow at him. 

“Are… Are you trying to be a brat?” 

“‘M not a brat, you’re a brat,” he says petulantly. 

“Drink,” you insist. 

“Hm… I’ll drink if you give me a kiss.” 

“Fine.” You kiss Lucifer on the cheek, only for Lucifer to scoop you up and kiss you on the mouth, spilling the cup of water everywhere, including on both of you. “Now look what you did…” 

“Sorry,” he mumbles, kissing all over your face before he comes back to your lips. “Missed you… Did you miss me?” It’s amazing how, despite the fact that Lucifer is clearly wasted, he’s dependably holding up your thighs like you don’t weigh more than a paperweight. Demon privilege… you internally grumble. 

“Yes, Lucifer, I missed you, but you’re drunk, and we can cuddle after you’re in bed.” 

“Haha… MC missed me,” he giggles to himself, rubbing his flushed cheeks against yours. 

“Okay, I’ll cut you a deal. You go to your room while I… use the bathroom,” you say eventually, and Lucifer obligingly lets you back down and kisses you on the forehead. 

“Didn’ mean to make you hold it in,” he replies. “But I’ll come looking in ten minutes if you’re not around. I want my cuddles.” You can’t help but chuckle at Lucifer as he spins around and starts swaying in the direction of his bedroom, leaving you with the puddle on the floor and the empty plastic cup rolling around on the floor. Thank Diavolo you had been cautious enough not to use one of the glass ones. 

You pick it up, wash it and put it back before you pick out Lucifer’s travel mug and fill it with water so you could avoid him spilling it again. That, and he drank out of the thing like it was compulsory since he perpetually had it filled with coffee. 

You make your way upstairs, up towards Lucifer’s room, opening the door to find him picking at his buttons, the top of his chest exposed. He looks up at you and gives you a sweet, welcoming smile. 

“There you are. You’re a big liar.” 

“Er…” You didn’t think he’d be able to tell you were lying when he was toasted.

“It’s so hot in here,” he complains, still picking at his buttons and undoing them all out of order. It would help if you didn’t keep your fireplace lit all the time, you think as you help him take his vest off. “Mmm… aren’tchu hot too?” 

[btdemaru]

hi could you do the obey me characters reaction to like a male mc with long hair/piercings and is just really into like goth/mallgoth type fashion/makeup/music in general?

Obey me! Brothers X M!Goth reader

Note : idk much about this style/fashion so please i apologize if it's not correct! I tried doing alot of research of what the style looks like tho

Warnings : -

🖤 Lucifer

Would love your style alot, i like to think that he'd love to match with you from time to time. And will be intrigued to see your piercings, even perhaps asking to see it up close or touch it.

He loves every goth style that you choose and will not question you and no matter what part of the style you prefer.

Lucifer does listen to the music you play and sometimes would ask if he can join in or share headphones/airpods (ykwim).

If you do your makeup, he'd secretly glances at you from his desk. Probably trying to be subtle too 😭

💛 Mammon

Will swoon. Will be lovestruck. Will be in awe. Mams in LOVE.

of course this mf wouldn't show it (it's obvious though). Would ask alot of question like your color palette or why you like this style and basically just loves to hear you talk about it.

He doesn't mind metal/dark music and is open to listening to the playlist you have or even the one you made for him!

If you try to get him going to the cemetery or basically doing some scary stuff like even going to a so called 'haunted house' or a scary escape room it'll be a huge no no for him, even if he did go mams wouldn't be much help as he'll only be loud.

Will try to do your eyeliner (if you wear) or eye shadow but fails miserably making your face look all bad and messy makeup everywhere.

💙 Leviathan

He wouldn't mind, not big on it but he doesn't judge or hate it. Will let you do your thing, he doesn't know much about it so he'll ask you a few things to cure his curiosity.

Doesn't really listen to the music you do but isn't opposed to trying, turns out he actually does like ot after playing a song or two.

If you have a tongue piercing he'll zone out while staring at it. Totally not thinking about you using it on hi-

💚 Satan

We all know he likes to read, so when you walked in the room he's already analyzing your style all the way back from the first originated in the '80s following the punk subculture of the '70s.

Compliments you from your hair to piercings to makeup and clothes or even your boots.

I dont think Satan really listens to music but he does like to write/read and literature generally so maybe dark poems are things you guys can do.

man probably can't stop looking at you and would buy you jewelry or matching silver rings.

🩷 Asmodeus

Literature isn't really his thing but probably watches and admires you while you're doing it.

Will try matching you clothes with his own color palette and asks your opinion on it.

Asmo thinks you're hot. Definitely. 100%.

He's the type to bring you bouquet of black or red roses (whatever you prefer really), or even do your hair

Feel free to do his hair in return or putting your style of makeup on him, he'll take alot of pictures and posts it with the caption that you did the makeup.

Music? Yes. Listens to any music you play if he's in the mood he'd even asked for a a little makeout

🧡 Beelzebub

He doesn't mind it tbh, since i like to think that his twin also has a similar style.

50/50 on the music, he prefers pop punk but open to any music genres you exposed him to.

Would ask if you could do his eyeliner. (He moves alot) so you practically have to do it again and again for it to match so it's not lopsided.

Beel still loves you no matter what style you wear or what you do/listen to.

🩵 Belphegor

DING DING DING. love at first sight.

Belphie always asked you to dress him up or pick his clothes jusy cause he's too lazy to do it himself 💀.

Blasts music together while he just lays there like a dead person while you do your makeup/hair

Would always crawl to your lap whenever you're doing literature or writing about some gruesome poems he'll be there just deep asleep.

Doesn't really bother to go to those creepy dark places unless you're the one carrying him.

Would fiddle with some of your piercings if it doesn't hurt you.

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Again im so sorry if there's a mistake i did about goth styles while writing this.

[my-names-angel-but-im-not-one]

Replaced or not?

Part-1 Part-2 Part-3

For summary n details check out part-1

Pairing: Obey me character x mc!

"Well what do you want now Lucifer!?" Seethed Satan as he was the last one to enter HOL's hall. Lucifer had call everyone to HOL immediately after the scene.

"I've been here for hours and he won't tell me what's wrong" i said to satan rolling my eyes.

"You know the human better than anyone else don't you Satan?" Lucifer said his voice deep and full of anger . "Than care to explain this" he grabbed my hand and showed it to satan, making everyone else gasp and saw the mark too. Before I could speak Lucifer spoke again.

"Why is this human whoring around"

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As those bitter words left Lucifer's mouth satan opened his mouth to argue but you beat him to it.

You stood up from where were you sitting and grabbed Lucifer's collor shaking him as hard as you can, which was hard enough to make his eye wide with shock and...........is that fear ?

"Don't. You. Dare. Lucifer Morning Star" you grit in anger as you slowing looked him in the eye. You eyes filled with angry tears and so much of hatred . You refused to cry infront of him....and his pathetic existence.

"OI!!" Mammon interrupted, you can feel run hai smiling as mammon went up. You were ready to fight him too if needed.

"You went too far lucifer!" You went into a state of surprise.

'Mammon taking your side??? What?'

"yes that's right! You can't say that to our mc!!".

'wtf? asmo??' you thought.

Lucifer saw that his brothers were not going to support him . He realised that what he did was wrong."i-i I apologise mc" Lucifer said straightening his tie that was now wrinkled cause of you. "I should've asked you first" he said "i didn't know what came over me". He went to sit and gestured for you too.

"so....how did this happen"

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By the time you ended explaining everyone was seething in anger like they were ready to tear lucien apart.

Even asmo looked enraged.

"Um..is it something really bad?" You asked swallowing nervously. Beside you run hai was frowning because of how much attention you were getting.

"Lucien is a noble that we don't have very good relationship with" Lucifer muttered.

"Well hun, it is a mating mark . It appears when two person have mated together for life and by mating you know what i mean~, but if they've not mated and the other demon stil want you so they can forcefully put their mark around most demons are able to protect themselves though when forced it'll hurt or burn which in your case did and that means you were forced."

You glared at Lucifer yet again and he looked away in shame knowing that you were , apparently forced.

"But if i don't go near him or something or don't meet him wouldn't it be fine?" You asked hoping it'd be ok to.

"Well it do not work like that you'll be.....um.. specifically submissive towards him so you can't do anything" satan said devastated.

"How do I get this off" i said wanting to itch it off me.

"Well if you mated with someone else.. It'll came off" belphegor said now very much awake.

"hmm that is true-"

"No eww- no find another way!!" You said in pure disgust

"There's nothing to eww about hun~" Asmo said coming closer.

Though run hai stopped him grabbing his arm 'Atleast this bitch is somewhat useful' i muttered .

"yes she's right you can't just mate with her you know asmo~"

She said as she cling to asmodeus's arm . Asmo looked at her with a smile though that was a bit strained . Maybe they are coming around. Finally.

"We don't know any other way to remove the mated mark at the moment I'll try to find something!" Satan said.

"I'll ask barbatos or diavolo to have a talk with Lucien though it's like we'll be able to do much as he's a noble" Lucifer stated .

"Yeah you'd with me till then ya get it?! Also i-i I-I......um i- u.. T-The great M-mammom will form a pact with ya so ya can be safe!! Yeah that's right ya better be greatful!!" Mammon said making you shocked .

"you want what now!??" You said not wanting to believe it.

"Oh please if anything they should form a pact with me MC! Knows me more than you ! Let's make a pact mc Kay?" Satan said as he was about to grab you hand but mammon beat it to him and grabbed your hand first. "Mammooonn " "what".

As mammon finished getting a pact with you Satan came to next.

Mammon's pact sigil formed on your left boob it was a bit visible as you wore a crop top.

"I wanna see my mark" "No you're not get away! Pervert..."

Satan's sigil formed at the back of your left hand (like hanma tattoo 👀)

"We're bound now" satan said kissing lightly on his mark.

"Ooo~ two pacts in one day ~~"

"I-i"

*Caw Caw*

A crow banged hard on the window . Lucifer opened the window to let him fly him as he carried a letter. Though the crow came to sit on your shoulder . You took the letter from him and opened it to read.

You hands started shaking.

"What is it human?"

"An invitation.....from Lucien"

[A/N]: hihi guyss!!

Who's Lucien ? What did he do to make the bros angry? You got a pact with 2 demons!! And will you go to the invitation??

Thanks for reading!!

[freestyle-crocodile-trashpile]

Drunk

Summary:You get a little drunk off the wine Diavolo had at a party and offer the brothers to sit on your lap

Type:Short Scenarios: Lucifer X M!Reader: Mammon X M!Reader: Leviathan X M!Reader: Satan X M!Reader: Asmodeus X M!Reader: Beelzebub X M!Reader: Belphegor X M!Reader

Version: One Master

Asmodeus

He was originally dancing when he noticed you sitting by yourself. So, he walked over to you.

"MC? Are you alright"

He was a bit worried since yor head was down, clothes messed up, face red. He wanted to make sure you were okay. You looked up and hummed. Giving a small chuckle at his worried look.

"Ah,*hic* Asmodeus~ Why don't you come take a seat*hic*"

You sounded drunk, but he wasn't gonna back out. Wrapping his arms around your neck, he sat down facing you(like in the gif), leaning towards you he smirked, wondering what you had in kind. You smirked back at him, pulling closer by his waist and putting your face in his neck. He giggled and hugged your head.

Mammon

He was just standing to the side, totally not planning a way to steal something without anyone noticing. But he couldn't help but look over at you a few times, and by few, I mean every few seconds. But could you blame him? His crush, you, was sitting down with your legs spread, shirt unbuttoned, with your tie undone, with a bottle of wine in your hand, OH! And don't forget the messy hair. He'd inch himself closer and closer to you subconsciously. Until he heard your drunken giggles, and you call out his name.

"Mammon! *hic*, lover boy Mammon"

He blushed at that remark, but before he could respond you kept talking.

"You look tense*hic*, need a seat?"

He blushed even harder when you patted your legs, fully inviting him in. He wouldn't shut up about how he's the great mammon and how powerful he was, and how he didn't need to sit on a humans lap... as he sat on your lap. Let's just say he secretly loved it.

Belphegor

He was tired. Honestly, he was looking for a spot to take a nap. And he'd always never near you, from the beginning when you were dancing, to the middle when you were eating and drinking, and to now. Where you were basically blacked out drunk from wine in a nice, comfy chair. You wouldn't even have to ask. He had his mind right as soon as he started heading for you.

"Heyyy~ Belp-"

Before you could finish your sentence, he was in your lap and snuggled up to you. You just giggled and kept drinking the wine. You were definitely gonna take some home.

Lucifer

He was talking with Diavolo. Lucifer was paying attention, just to his brother, since he knows you can hold your own. But it wasn't until Diavolo pointed out your state. Lucifer panicked and rushed to your side. When he got to you, he started asking questions, like if you're hurt, if you need water, etc. Your response never answered any questions he had.

"Aww~ Luc*hic*ifer is worried, hehe~ *hic* come have a seat, you worryyy to much"

Lucifer was taken back by your remark. He stared at your hand as it patted your leg. Sighing he patted your shoulder.

"MC... this is not the place.... and-"

He started to go on a rant about how idiotic you are and how you should have never drank so much. You only got three minutes in before you pulled him into your lap. Causing him to get flustered and stutter on his words. Eventually, he just shut up and crossed his arms as he stared at you. You couldn't tell what he was feeling. His face was unreadable. You giggled and snuggled into him.

Satan

He hadn't been at the party in the first place. He had been somewhere else, until recently. He was bored and had the urge to tick off Lucifer somehow. When he saw you, he walked over, quite surprised at your state. Then he got an idea. As you were drinking the wine, he grabbed the bottle off a nearby table and waited for you to put your glass down. When you did, he gave you more, he could tell you were pleased by this.

"Thannkk you~ *hic*"

Satan nodded before looking over at Lucifer, who hadn't noticed you two yet. Satan smirked as he slid into your lap. You looked surprised, but out your glass down to put both hands on his hips, he smirked as he leaned forward to kiss you. And he didn't stop, he pressed himself against you and all, because he knew this would most definitely piss off Lucifer, and probably mammon. Satan had a fun night.

Beelzebub

He was originally eating, just eating away to his hearts desire. But he would watch you pretty offen. Just in case you hurt yourself or couldn't get up for the wine. But when he got suspicious of you, mainly because you weren't moving, he walked over to you.

"MC?"

You looked up at him, a dazed smile making its way to your face.

"Heeyyyy, pretty boy~"

Beel didn't seem surprised by your remark. He just patted your shoulder.

"You're drunk, you need some rest, and water"

You frowned and pulled him into a hug, pressing yourself against his stomach. His stomach digesting his most recent food made you move your head to look up at him. Giving him a smile, one he has suspicions of.

"Only if you have a seat for a bit"

Beel looked around for another chair. He was gonna get a chair to sit next to you. And even tho he did find a chair, he still ended up in your lap. He was worried he would accidently hurt you, but you just cuddled into his chest.

Leviathan

He had been with you the whole time. He was originally playing on his Nintendo while sitting next to you on a small sofa, one that can fix three. He wasn't paying attention to you or anything else until some succubus came around. At first, they were just chatting while looking at you, probably because of your looks. Your messy hair, unbuttoned shirt, and messed up tie. Levi just realized how you looked and looked away, blushing. But he couldn't stop himself for looking at you, especially your legs. You had a wide man spread, with your pants a little tight near the top. Sooner than Levi expected, the two succubus walked up to you. One sitting on one of your legs and the other on the arm of the sofa.

"You seem lonely tonight~"

The one on your leg said.

"Yeah~ your buddy here isn't paying you any attention~ you deserve better than him~"

You only chuckled, a little drunk to come up with an argument. Your words were slurred and hard to make out. But even if you said your words as clear as day, Levi was too pissed off to hear it. Oh, how much he wanted to take that spot, to be the one pulling at your messy tie and messing with your hair. He wanted to sit on your lap. He wanted all your attention to himself. He only got more and more mad before he finally had enough. Him turning into his demon form, he pulled the succubus off your leg before sitting down on both of your legs. His knees bent and hanging off the sofa as he hugs your chest, giving the two succubus a nasty glare. You laughed as you hugged him closer.

~

[A/n:I love this idea. I hope you enjoyed]

[enoe-of-noen]

Asmodeus: Exploring sexuality with….

Satan/Leviathan: M!Mc!

M!Mc: Seriously?

Satan: It’s important to get a sense of self in order to be confident.

Leviathan: Ditto.

M!Mc: You’re one to talk, Levi.

Leviathan: … *Looks away*

Asmodeus: Let’s begin! Are you attracted to the same sex?

M!Mc: Yeah.

Asmodeus: So, not straight.

M!Mc: Figured.

Satan: Are you also attracted to the opposite sex?

M!Mc: Uh, yeah.

Leviathan: Do you really care about gender?

M!Mc: I wouldn’t say so?

Asmodeus/Satan: I see, I see.

Satan: Perhaps you could label yourself as ‘pansexual’ or ‘omnisexual’.

M!Mc: I consider myself a polysexual.

Leviathan: Is it ‘cause of us?

M!Mc: *Nods*

Asmodeus: Lovely take, dear. However, you could also just leave yourself as unlabeled if you’d prefer.

Satan: Oh yes, we may give you suggestions and whatnot to put a name to your sexual preferences.

Leviathan: But at the end of the day, you do you, M!Mc! *Smiles*

M!Mc: Aw, guys!

M!Mc: *Hugs and kisses every single one of them.*

[twiceasfrustrating]

Hello I have a request if your nit busy

Okay can you make one where child mc is like cold as ice like no smiling or nothing like they look dead inside x obey me brothers and side characters can you do that if it's not to much to ask

Rating: General Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: GN/M Fandom: Shall We Date?: Obey Me! Characters: Main Character, Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor, Diavolo, Barbatos, Solomon, Simeon, Luke Additional Tags: headcanons, fluff, child!mc A/N: I love MCs of different varieties. A tiny child bringing this dysfunctional family back together sounds adorable. But I’m not going to lie, the request confused me a bit. Is it supposed to be their reaction to a cold child or them trying to get them to smile? Is the child actually cold/emotionally stunted or just appears cold to outsiders? I had to guess. I admit I imagined a very young child (4-5) who has a sort of selective mutism. And since you asked for brothers and side characters, I assume you wanted headcanons.

Lucifer

Lucifer gets mistaken for the child's father all the time, often cited as having their same scowl. He took it upon himself to learn how to read their unchanging expression, and takes personal offense to anyone who believes MC's expressions are all the same. He's gotten their exchanges down so carefully that he can almost read MC's mind.

Mammon

He hasn't the first clue how to make this kid smile, but he has never stopped trying. He loves kids, even if he acts like all of them are brats in his eyes. He will do just about anything to try and see them smile, but they simply don't/can't. However, everything is worth it when he's walking around the house and realizes that MC is following him around like a baby chick. He will fall into the fetal position and weep with joy, then brag about it for the rest of the week.

Leviathan

He curls up on the floor and cries whenever MC stares at him. He's such a loser that even a child can see it. He feels so judged. What he doesn't realize though, is that MC likes hanging out with him because he recognizes what character they are doodling and can actually talk about the things they like. They just want to sit next to him and show him their drawings and watch TV with him.

Satan

Satan would, somehow, be the most fatherly of the brothers. He learned very quickly that MC isn't very expressive or even verbal sometimes, so he helps them express themselves nonverbally. No pushing, just giving them alternative tools to communicate. He also reads and cooks a lot for them. He would be the first one they actually start speaking to. Not a lot at first, but small things like greetings are a good start.

Asmodeus

Children are not dolls… but MC is just too cute not to spoil and dress up. He is a little unnerved by the lack of expressions or communication, but he overlooks it. He gets frustrated when MC doesn't play along though (like they won't wear a certain shirt or something). They hide when he's like that. Although, they like when he lets them play with the pretty stuff on his vanity. Or when he (very rarely) let's them put it on him (before he fixes it).

Beelzebub

MC is the only one that could take food from Beel's plate and not lose a hand. He's also the only one who would get clay dumplings and eat them for real. MC just stares when he eats them... they think they're a good cook now. Their icy demeanor doesn't bother him. Also, MC climbs Beel when they want to try being tall.

Belphegor

Sometimes, they will just stare at one another. No one understands it. No one tries to. They seem to have a sort of understanding that no one else can. Belphie doesn't treat MC like a kid so they try to act more mature than they really are. There are lots of naps between the two of them, usually with Belphie holding MC close.

Diavolo 

This is called kidnapping, Diavolo. Especially if you took them to another world without notifying their guardian. They would be very scared of Diavolo at first (new place, unfamiliar faces, nothing they recognize) and would walk away as their own form of crying. He tries so hard after that to be a friendly face, but… kids are fickle creatures and they always seem to walk away from him.

Barbatos 

Unlike Diavolo, MC likes Barbatos. It probably helps that he offers them treats every time they meet. They like to sneak into the kitchen while he's cooking and… help… Barbatos has learned to let them decorate the cookies and cupcakes. It makes them feel special. They have covered his apron in little handprints. It makes him feel special.

Solomon

Solomon has taken a special liking to his young human ward. He especially likes how deadpan their reactions are and how innocently and straightforward they respond to others. He laughs whenever MC walks away from people they don't like. He gave them a little wand to start practicing their magic and he loves the way they keep doing the same spells over and over again just to watch the result.

Simeon

He's already raising Luke, so another kid is no problem. He doesn't seem to have much of a reaction to their expressionless face, still smiling when they seem curious or gently scolding when they do something inconsiderate. He and Satan both take the title as best caretaker.

Luke

He's so happy to finally be the older brother. He wants to teach them everything! He gets upset when they don't smile or say thank you, and often has to be told that not every child is like him and that's okay. He'll get it eventually and be the best big brother ever… eventually.

[odue-sp]

Asmodeus x Male Reader

The two sat at the table, Asmso was scrolling through the male's phone, as M/n watched on nervously. Just seeing the demon's neutral face was terrifying enough. His nails tapped on the wood table before slamming the phone down, the scream definitely broke.

"Tell me why your feed is full of men? And your likes are also full of men?" You look away before he reaches over and grabs your face. His nails grew out of anger and scratched your face a bit. "Answer me, slut." You shut your eyes as a last resort but he didn't like that. "Your comments aren't doing you any favors." He snarled.

He moved away and sat on your lap. "You think they want someone as worthless as you? You can even get it up," that's right, you sold your soul to him. You couldn't fuck anyone even if you wanted to. Your dick was his toy, and only his. He pushed the back of your head into his neck, you breathe in his scent. He was letting out some pheromones knowing you'd become eager and willing by just a simple taste.

"Asmo," he ignored your pleas, only giving out waves of toxic yet sweet fumes. Your sex was growing by the second and he pushed you back and sat on the table. His gaze staring down at you. You knew.

You lowered your head, sucking and licking the tight shorts that hid his own sex. The sounds echoed before he grabbed your hair and slowly revealed his hardened dick. It was much bigger than yours as you were just a mere human. Asmo never minded, he knew if he wanted that you'd let him fuck you but he preferred you to lead.

"Suck it, princess." He spoke sweetly but you knew better, he was degrading you and you didn't mind. Opening your mouth and throat to pleasure the demon who smiled at your efforts. "Such a slut for me. Maybe I'll ask MC to join us. I'm sure he'd love to fuck you while I ride your cock."

He grinned at your tearful look. You felt embarrassed by the suggestion. Asmo shoved you down his length, feeling you choke and gag felt like heaven as he grinned blissfully on your troubles.

"I know I'm not much to look at," you shook your head despite the tip digging down your throat. "But you know better, don't you? My little toy fantasizing about being fucked by some bulky humans?" He grew angry remembering the reason why this was happening.

Without missing a beat, he picks you up and trails to his room. Throwing you on his bed before crawling over you. "Only me." His pink eyes glowed as he wasted no time taking every inch in one movement. You threw your head back in overstimulation letting out choked moans. "As... Asmo... Uwak!" You shuddered trying to stay grounded. "Look how whorish you look, drunk on my ass already?" He grinned at the sight and rode you.

The brothers tried to help by trying to get him to eat or just orders but he didn't stop, not even when you cried and sobs into the pillow, he just shoved into your face to keep you quiet. MC even tried to help you...

"M...C—" you whined feeling the cock thrust into you as Asmo smiled happily at the situation. "M/n....I'm so sorry." MC groaned out as he couldn't refuse Asmo's tempting offer. He offered you on a silver platter. Every thrust and hop flooded you with endless pleasure before you looked at Asmo.

"Kiss... Me... Goodnight."

Asmo stared, his pink eyes now dimmed. MC was already tired out and was hugging you while sleeping. "There's a good princess." He whispered and deeply kissed you as he calmed for the first time and you for the unknown time... "Hic... You're so mean." You weakly cried out.

"Don't piss me off, princess."

[lou-struck]

Operation: Stay Away Cupid Pt. 2

OM Brothers & Datables x reader pt.2 

Featuring Special parts with Lucifer, Mammon, and Leviathan.

Part 2

Part 1

Part 3

Solomon's Prank has the Brothers worried, But they still don't want to tell you about the danger you are in. So they plan to still take out out as planned.

Tagging- @chaoticotaku, @nicksworld0715 , @ikevampharem, @ppichippi , @rabba-vee, @alexisjustheree, @scienceisfornerds, @rustybucketofghosts

"I don't know about you guys, But 'm' gonna go and keep watch over Mc," Mammon blurts, taking off in a sprint through the gates of RAD.

With a wave of his hand, Lucifer creates a barrier in front of his younger brother, the Avatar of Greed crashes into the red wall nose-first with a thud sending his sunglasses flying onto the pavement. "Mammon, Can't you be patient for once in your life?" he sighs, rubbing his temples in irritation.

Mammon tentatively touches his nose, wincing at the pain from the impact. "Oi, what's the big idea? If I don't get there, that thing will take away MY human."

Satan glares daggers at Mammon as he steps forward, "MC belongs to all of us, and If you go in there acting as stupid as you normally do, you're going to scare them."

"Precisely, we don't even know if this is a legitimate threat," Lucifer says with a frown. "So what we should do for now is make sure we go about our Valentine's plans with MC as normal and keep a watchful eye out for the signs Solomon told us about."

"So what are we supposed to do if something does happen, Lucifer?" Beel asks softly, wringing his hands together. "I don't want Mc to fall in love with someone else."

"Beel's right," Asmodeus whines linking arms with the eldest brother, "If anything, I should be the one to stay with Mc today; if they get hit with one of Cupid's arrows, at least they would have the pleasure of falling even more in love with me."

"Absolutely not, "Leviathan hisses, glaring up at the Avatar of Lust with an angry orange glare. "I am way more prepared. There's this anime called Protecting my Crush From Getting Hit by A Vengeful Love God's Arrows, and I have binged it four times."

"But that's just some Lame Anime," Mammon says, springing to his feet. "This is real life. Let me Protect them."

"No, it should be me." Satan bickers, his green eyes alight with emotion.

He puffs out his chest defiantly. "But I'm their first. I-"

"Don't make me laugh," Belphegor says, flicking Mammon on the forehead harshly, "you can't even protect yourself."

Lucifer watches as his six other brothers argue amongst themselves about who is the most fit to protect you from Cupid. He winces at the migraine that is already forming from their shouting. "Quiet down, all of you." He growls lowly, his power shaking the ground beneath their feet. "I have told you all the plan, which came directly from Lord Diavolo. Everyone else is on board already. So shut up, take your turn, and if anyone allows any harm to come to Mc, I will make sure you are suspended upside down into the next millennia."

The vein on his handsome forehead looks like it's about to burst in irritation as he waits for one of his brothers to argue back. But any objections they have, have died on the tip of their tongues as they begin to walk back towards the House of Lamination, where you are eagerly waiting to give them their valentines chocolates.

~

The House of Lamination is quiet, too quiet.

You were able to take everyone's custom-made valentines chocolates out of their special hiding place without any of the brothers finding you in the process. And although You know you are about to spend special time with everybody today, you can't help but feel a bit lonely right now.

Do you want her throughout the massive house trying to find someone to spend some time with.

Lucifer's study? Empty.

The kitchen? Empty.

The library? Empty.

You search the whole house and can't find anyone.

"Did they forget what day it is today?" You mumble, peering into Leviathan's empty room. The Otaku's gaming chair looks quite strange without him sitting in it. You wave at little Henry 2.0 and toss a small treat into his fish bowl. The goldfish swims happily in circles as he takes the pellet in his mouth, his big pleading eyes looking up at you, begging for another treat.

You sigh and glance behind you to make sure Levi isn't there to watch you overfeed his pet before tossing another one into the bowl. This time he takes the pellet and disappears into the little castle you bought him from a theme park in the human world to enjoy it in solitude.

It's then you hear the front door to the mansion burst open; your ears prick up, and you rush to the entryway to see who just got home.

You were expecting to see one, maybe two, of the brothers, so it was a bit of a shock to see all seven of them coming through the door.

"You all went to hang out together without me?" you pout, stepping into the room and crossing your arms in faux disappointment.  

"There ya are, Mc," Mammon says, rushing forward towards you, A look of worry on his features. "Are you feelin' alright?"

You blink at him confusedly, "Of course I am," you answer, forgetting your ruse entirely. "Why wouldn't I be?"

He starts to open his mouth only to be grabbed by the stuff of his leather jacket by Satan, who rolls his eyes at his older brother and sends you a smile. "Don't listen to him, Mc; we just are happy to see you. Happy Valentines Day."

"Yeah, he's just being stupid, Doll," Asmodeus purrs, wrapping his arms around you; Breathing in, you can smell the sweet florals of his cologne as he hugs you tightly. "Are you excited for our little date today?"

You nod, "I am; I am really excited to give you guys your chocolates today, too; I picked them out special."

Pink flushes the brother's cheeks at your words, and Beel licks his lips at the mention of special chocolates.

Lucifer clears his throat and stares at his brothers with a look you can't quite place. "Well then, Now that everyone is home, they can prepare for their dates with Mc." the underlying threat in his words makes his brothers go their separate ways, leaving you alone with the Avatar of Pride.

"They really don't need to do anything crazy," you say, watching them scatter. 

Lucifer chuckles, and you see him scan the entryway looking for something. "They just want to make Valentine's Day special for you." he says thoughtfully, "I suppose things are a bit different down here than in the Human world."

"You got that right." you laugh, thinking back to Valentine's Day when you were younger. "You guys have the flowers and chocolates, but you don't have those Cheesy Cards, Hallmark Movies, and no Cupid decorations."

His head picks up a bit at the mention of Cupid. "What was that third one?" he presses, his proximity seemingly forcing the answer out of you.

"Oh, Cupid?" you ask, tilting your head, "He's kinda like the Valentine's day mascot; it's a little winged baby that goes around shooting people with magic arrows that makes them fall in love with the first person they see."

"Interesting," he says "have you ever seen one before?"

You shake your head, "Only in movies; that kind of magic doesn't exist in the human world."

"So, these winged babies don't exist?" he frowns; for some reason, you see his brow twitch the way it does when he reads Mammon's Credit Card bill.

You laugh and shake your head, "Definitely not."

"Interesting." he hums, letting his features relax. With a smirk, he takes your hand, his Crimson gaze staring into yours affectionately. "Well then, I suppose I am up first. Give me a moment to prepare and stop by my room."

*Below are the First Three Dates; there isnt too much plot below, just romantic valentines day fluff and a bit of Cupid Panic from a few of the Brothers.

Lucifer~

You nervously fidget with the ribbon on Lucifer’s chocolate box as you approach his room. 

These chocolates from the human world are something the Avatar of Pride has never had before. And you’re a bit worried he may not like it.

Tentatively you knock on the door; Your nerves make the sound feel rather small against the thick wood. And you wonder if you should knock again.

But then the door opens, and Lucifer’s devilishly handsome face looks delighted to see you as he scans your frame.

“What’s with that face? You’re not nervous, are you?. He croons. 

“Just a bit,” you say softly, stepping into the room. Your honesty makes his features soften as he shuts the door behind you. 

“Come on now, you’re with me; there is no need to feel nervous,” he says, holding out a bouquet of roses for you. “A gift; I have a feeling you’ll be getting sick of chocolate today.”

“Thank you, Lucifer, these are for you,” you smile, breathing in the sweet aroma of the roses. You set them holding out the box. The bright red ribbon matches his eyes perfectly, and you can’t help but feel proud of your pick.

He carefully unravels the ribbon and opens the box. The bourbon-filled chocolates you bought for him seem to glow under the candlelight, the faint aroma of cocoa fills the air. “These look wonderful; I have never had anything like this.”

“There is some Burbon from the human world in the filling,” You explain, “you won’t feel anything, but it adds to the taste. I thought you’d like it.”

He raises one to his lips and takes a bite of it. The chocolate shell splinters and some of the filling falls into his mouth. “It’s delicious,” his eyes light up at the rich taste, and he holds out the other piece. “you must try this one.”

Opening your mouth, you let him feed it to you. The taste is heavenly, but you are more distracted by the way your bottom lip tinges from his gentle touch, even as he pulls away and fixes his gaze on the other side of the room.

“Let’s have some Music, shall we?” he says, taking a record out from his collection and placing it on the player; as it begins to spin, you recognize the tune from the human world. The smooth sounds of Frank Sinatra fill the room as he holds out a hand for you to take, “will you dance with me?”

You take it with a smile, “that’s pretty romantic of you, Luci,” you tease as he twirls you around.

“Would you expect anything less from me,” he asks, raising a brow and pulling you into his embrace. His elegant form swaying to the beat as you placed your head on his chest. 

“Never,” you murmur, feeling his arm wrap around the small of your back. The romantic ambiance of this moment makes you feel as if you are the lead in one of those black-and-white romance movies.

Wouldn’t you want to spend the rest of the night like this?” he murmurs into your ear.

“Tempting,” you hum, listening to the steady sound of his heartbeat. It pairs with the music beautifully, making you feel as if the two of you are dancing in the sky. “But that wouldn’t be very fair.

He chuckles lowly, letting his arm wrap around your waist, pulling you even closer, “When it comes to you, my dear, I don’t want to play fair. I’d prefer to keep you all to myself.”

You smile and gaze up at his handsome features, “that’s the Demon in you, I guess.”

He laughs again and gently kisses your forehead. “Happy Valentines Day, My Love.”

Mammon~

Until this morning, Mammon had been talking nonstop about how excited he was for your date to the Shadow Races; the magic horse races frequented by many in the Devildom's High Society.

But now, he seems more nervous than anything. His steps are small, and his eyes seem to keep darting back and forth anxiously as if he is looking for something.

"Mammon?" you ask gently, reaching down and taking hold of his hand that can't seem to stop shaking. "Is something wrong?"

He gives you a wobbly smile and tightens his grip on your hand. "It's nothing," he breathes, "just not feelin' too lucky today."

You little out a little giggle and press a soft kiss to his cheek. "The Great Mammon not feeling lucky? It can't be."

He laughs, and you see his frame looks a bit less tense. "There ya go again, Mc, makin' me feel all special. Yer such a good Human."

You beam at his words and see the rows of bleachers off in the distance. "Wow," you exclaim, looking at the massive turnout, "Who would've thought there would be so many Demons at the races today?"

Still holding your hand, Mammon stops in his tracks and stares at the crowd. "Too many people..." he mummers lowly, looking at you with glassy eyes.

"Are you feeling alright? You look sick?"

Shaking his head, he smiles at you, less convincing than the last. "Just thinkin' I should give ya yer gift before we get in there."

You don't really buy his excuse, but his hesitance probably has something to do with an unpaid debt from someone at the racetrack. "You got me something?"

He puffs his chest out proudly. "I did," He says, flashing you a grin of pearly whites. And taking a single Envelope out of his jacket pocket." Check it out."

You open the seal on the envelope to reveal not one but two golden slips of paper. Reading the printed text, you make out the letters W-O-N-K-A. 

"A-are these real?" you ask, staring up at the Demon in front of you. "The Wonka Factory is real?"

"Course it is," Mammon says, "I wanted to give you something special for Valentine's Day, so I worked overtime to get us some tickets."

I love it; thank you so much, Mammon. I can't wait to go with you.

His face flushes a deep red, and he looks down at the ground. D-did ya get somethin for me?"

"Don't worry, I could never forget My First," you smile, taking his gift out of your bag. His eyes light up when he sees the golden wrapper, and he opens it carefully, revealing the chocolate bar with edible gold flakes embedded inside of it.

"This is so cool," he smiles, peering closely at the gold. "Thank ya, Mc. You know me better than anyone."

In his excitement, he leans in to kiss you, only to stop, staring off into the distance in horror. You feel something fly past your wind, and Mammon begins to panic. 

"We gotta go," he says, taking your arms and dragging you in the opposite direction of the gust. 

"Wait, Mammon? What's going on?" you ask, feeling more concerned for the DemonDemon than yourself. Whoever he is in debt to must be really getting to him.

 "I can't lose ya like this," he mumbles, scooping you up and holding you close to his chest as he hops the fence to the race track and sprints past the bleachers. 

His powerful speed overcomes the horses that are currently racing on the track as he carries you away from whoever it was that was scaring him.

He doesn't let you down until the two of you are inside the gates of the House of Lamination.

"What was that about?" you ask as he catches his breath.

 "Jus… just.. Saw some witches," he says convincingly, "nothin to worry about. Now, Let's spend some time together, just the two of us." he winks, still hunched over. And your unsuspecting laughter fills the room.

Leviathan~

“This place is so cool; you’re going to love it, MC,” Levi says, following the directions on his DDD to the location of your Valentines Day date.

“I’m sure I will, Levi.” you chirp back. After your strange afternoon of running around with Mammon, sitting down at a cafe will be a nice change of pace.

“Okay, we’re here!” The purple hair demon says, gesturing to the completely empty café in front of you. Peering through the windows, you don’t even see an employee inside. “ Levi, are you sure this place is open? I don’t see anyone inside.“

He grins ear to ear, “ I know, that’s the best part. This place is ran by magic. There’s no employees. So when I order some thing, I don’t actually have to worry about talking to anyone.”

“Wait? Really?” You ask, pushing open the glass doors, “It looks like we have the place to ourselves then.”

“Yeah, isn’t it great? We don’t have to worry about any Normies interrupting us.” He says, practically skipping over to a cozy corner booth. And mumbling some thing else about you not being able to look at other people.

“What was that?” you ask, leaning in a bit closer to him

“N-nothing, forget i said anything.” He says quickly, Waving his hands. “ hey, let’s get a milkshake; my chatroom says they’re really good here.

“Really, which kind should we get?” You ask, staring down at the menu. The dozens of delicious looking treats catch your eye.

“Hmmm, We could try the devil cherry one” Levi says, pointing at a monstrous shake near the top of the menu.

“The one that comes in the TSL souvenir cup?" you tease.

He blushes and looks down at the menu shyly. “It’s limited edition.” he mumbles.

You comfortingly place your hand atop his own with a smile. “Well, it sounds tasty; we can split it."

"S-share a milkshake together like Normies?" the Otaku asks, trying his best not to look too excited at the suggestion. "Well, I guess we could share, it looks pretty big, and I still have to give you your chocolate."

Sounds good. Should we go up and order?" you ask, looking around the restaurant for some kind of ordering station.

"Nope, we said what we wanted out loud, so the kitchen is magically making our milkshake now." Levi replies with a smile. "A true Introverts paradise."

"That's convenient." you chuckle. "So now we wait. Let me give you your gift, I know you'll love it."

You bite the inside of your cheek as you reach into your coat pocket. You pull out his gift, "It's not chocolate, but I found some themed anime valentines day cards from a shop in the human world."

"These are so cool," he laughs, reading the little quotes written on each card. "I have your gift too."

He pulls out a pyramid shaped box of chocolates, “They’re Devil chocolates, the flavor changes when you eat them.”

Curiously you raise a piece to you lips and take a bite. The taste is initially creamy like icecream but then heats up to the temperature of a soft backed cookie.  "You’re right, Levi.” you smile, savoring the flavors. “The taste does change. Try it.”

You pop your half eaten chocolate in to his mouth playfully.

Levi exe has stopped working.

He has a cute, almost dazed look in his eyes as he is trying to process that his lips just touched something that you have taken a bite out of. “I-indirect k-kiss.” he says softly as a pink blush once again coats his cheeks.

 Looking around, you see some cartoony hearts fill the room around you. "Oh, these hearts must be part of the Cafe's decorations for Valentines Day."

"Hearts?" Levi says, blinking back to reality, now noticing them. The color drains from his face, and he stands abruptly. "Wait, I just remembered something." he says quickly, springing to his feet and pullin you up with him.

"What is it?" you ask, condused with his antics.

"We have to go. It’s a sign." he states urgerntly, tightening his grip on your arm and mumbling something you can’t quite make out.

"But our shake..." you say, following him out the door, looking back you see the  freshly prepared Milkshake that magically sits at your now empty table.

[mcx7demonbros]

Monster at the Swimming Pool (Asmodeus x M!MC)

Asmodeus x Male Reader, Poly!MC (implied)

BL content

Warning. Pervert at the swimming pool. Reader doesn’t have high opinion on their beauty, although others beg to differ. Murder. Suggestive.

Not completely proofread.

It was a hot day. Very hot. Eating ice-cream didn’t help much. People who had private swimming pools already plunged themselves in the cool water in their yards. People who had no such luxury, like you, either suffered at home or went to a public swimming pool. You chose the latter after having enough of the former.

Because there were a lot of people at swimming pool during these times, they were suffering from the same heat as you after all, you decided to go to the public swimming pool at the time when you knew there would be less people than peak hours.

You felt like a fish that had just been released back into the water the moment you dipped yourself into the water of the swimming pool. After having adjusted to the water, you began to practice swimming and breathing underwater like how Levi had taught you. Needless to say, your pact with the third born helped a lot, you felt like you were in your natural habitat.

But then you felt a piercing gaze looking at you. You stopped what you were doing and looked across the pool where you saw a man staring at you. He looked away when he realized you were looking back.

Maybe he was staring at my pact marks. You regretted not bringing a swimming suit with you and you had nothing to cover yourself with, except your swimming trunks. After all, these marks looked like extremely weird tattoos to a lot of people.

Looking at the pact marks on your body and noting to yourself to bring a swimming suit next time made you remember what Lucifer once told you.

“Lucifer, we’re at the beach, don’t you think you should wear something more, you know, revealing?” You asked the eldest.

“Covering beauty makes it mysterious and people wonder what’s underneath, don’t you think?” Pride answered. “Plus, some perverts won’t have the pleasure to peep at your beautiful body.”

“Well, I don’t think I need that. After all, I don’t have a body that’s on par with a model or something.”

“That’s something we all beg to differ, MC.”

Nah, it couldn’t be. The man was just looking at the pact marks because they thought the tattoos were weird. That’s all. You dismissed the issue and assumed enjoying your time in the water.

However, just after a few minutes, you felt the man staring at you again. When you looked at him, he averted his eyes. It happened again and again, until you were quite sure that man wasn’t just being curious about the “tattoos” on your body.

You didn’t feel comfortable to stay in the water any longer, so you left the pool, grabbed your things and headed to the shower. Fortunately, this pool had shower rooms with lockable doors.

As you closed the door to the shower room you had entered, however, you saw the man entering the shower area. He clearly didn’t have any intention to take a shower. And there was no one else inside the shower area.

Shit, what do I do now? You tried to calm yourself after locking the door and turning on the shower, pretending to enjoy the shower water.

You could hear the footsteps of the man. They were coming closer…closer…until they stopped right in front of your shower room. You couldn’t see the man but you had the feeling he was peeping through the crack between the door and the wall. You became panic as you didn’t know what to do to get out of this unharmed.

“MC, can you hear me?” You heard a familiar voice as the Lust mark shone a rose color.

“Asmo?”

“Yes, and I know the problem you are facing.” Hearing those words, you felt relief as if the problem had already been solved.

“How?”

“I’m the Avatar of Lust, MC. I reign over all those creeps, despite the fact that I don’t like them very much.” Asmo’s voice was like a whisper by your ear. “Do you need my help to get out of this predicament?”

“Yes.” You answered without hesitation.

“Alright, then summon me, dear.”

“Hear me, denizens of darkness,” you whispered, “you who are born of shadow and you who give birth to it. Hear me and do as I command! I, MC, call upon you to send forth one of your number! I summon the Avatar of Lust, Asmodeus!”

The creep who was peeping through the crack suddenly couldn’t see anything in the room shower room anymore, everything was covered in darkness.

Suddenly just as when the darkness covered the room, the door yanked opened. And in front of the creep was not a human, but a humanoid beast with a very long scorpion tail.

Ten minutes later, another man went into the male shower area and the scene inside made him call the police. People ran to the scene and they found a dead man lying on the floor of the shower area. After an autopsy, the police were able to conclude that the man died due to some kind of poison that was similar to venom found in scorpion. Other than that, they were unable to go further with the investigation.

At the House of Lamentation…

You were relaxing in the gigantic bath inside Asmo’s bathroom. The fifth born said you needed to ease your mind and not to worry about anything. “You need healing after such a creepy traumatic experience like that.” He said while pushing you to his bathroom.

“Is the water to your taste, honey?” Asmo asked while dipping one finger into the water, testing its heat. After that, he put a lot of flower petals into the water, creating a wonderful fragrance.

“Yes, it’s very warm.”

“Alright, then I’ll go out and give you some privacy. Enjoy your time.”

“Wait.” You reached out and pulled Asmo’s sleeve.

“What’s the matter, honey?” Lust asked even though from his eyes, you could tell he knew what you wanted.

“The bath is so big and it’ll be lonely being in here alone. Will you join me?”

“Are you sure, MC? I’m not sure I could contain myself when I’m sharing a bath with you.” Asmo said, his cheeks blushed pink.

“I’m sure.” You answered as Lust undressed, turned into his demon form and joined you.