#avatar of virtue!mc

[666writingcafe]

Summons

Diavolo

𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℌ𝔬𝔲𝔰𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔏𝔬𝔯𝔡𝔰 𝔥𝔞𝔰 𝔡𝔢𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔞𝔪𝔞𝔤𝔢 𝔠𝔞𝔲𝔰𝔢𝔡 𝔟𝔶 𝔅𝔢𝔢𝔩𝔷𝔢𝔟𝔲𝔟, 𝔄𝔳𝔞𝔱𝔞𝔯 𝔬𝔣 𝔊𝔩𝔲𝔱𝔱𝔬𝔫𝔶, 𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔳𝔢 𝔞𝔰 𝔞 𝔡𝔢𝔠𝔩𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔬𝔣 𝔴𝔞𝔯 𝔞𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔇𝔢𝔳𝔦𝔩𝔡𝔬𝔪. 𝔖𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔞𝔠𝔠𝔢𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔡 𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔭𝔬𝔫𝔰𝔦𝔟𝔦𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔶 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔣𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔫 𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔩𝔰' 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔰𝔬𝔠𝔦𝔢𝔱𝔶, 𝔅𝔢𝔢𝔩𝔷𝔢𝔟𝔲𝔟'𝔰 𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔰 𝔰𝔥𝔬𝔴 𝔣𝔞𝔦𝔩𝔲𝔯𝔢 𝔬𝔫 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔴𝔢 𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔞𝔟𝔦𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔶 𝔱𝔬 𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔡 𝔢𝔣𝔣𝔢𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔩𝔶. 𝔚𝔢 𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔟𝔶 𝔡𝔢𝔠𝔯𝔢𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔤𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔎𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡 ℭ𝔯𝔲𝔠𝔦𝔟𝔩𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔳𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔥𝔶 𝔬𝔣 𝔟𝔢𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔫𝔢𝔵𝔱 𝔇𝔢𝔪𝔬𝔫 𝔎𝔦𝔫𝔤. 𝔉𝔞𝔦𝔩𝔲𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔦𝔠𝔦𝔭𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔬𝔯 𝔭𝔞𝔰𝔰 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔲𝔩𝔱 𝔦𝔫 𝔦𝔪𝔪𝔢𝔡𝔦𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔞𝔟𝔡𝔦𝔠𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔯𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔢𝔵𝔦𝔩𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔄𝔰𝔥𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔯𝔫. 𝔄𝔰 𝔦𝔰 𝔠𝔲𝔰𝔱𝔬𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔶, 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔬𝔴𝔢𝔡 𝔞 𝔰𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔩𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔰 𝔱𝔬 𝔞𝔠𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔭𝔞𝔫𝔶 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔎𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡 ℭ𝔯𝔲𝔠𝔦𝔟𝔩𝔢. ℑ𝔣 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔡𝔲𝔠𝔢 𝔞 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔠𝔥𝔬𝔬𝔰𝔦𝔫𝔤, 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔟𝔢 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔳𝔦𝔡𝔢𝔡 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔶𝔬𝔲.

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The House of Lords has determined that the damage caused by Beelzebub, Avatar of Gluttony, serve as a declaration of war against the Devildom. Since you have accepted responsibility for the fallen angels' integration into our society, Beelzebub's actions show failure on your part, and we question your ability to lead effectively. We hereby decree that you are go through the Kingsblood Crucible to prove that you are worthy of becoming the next Demon King. Failure to participate or pass will result in immediate abdication of the crown and exile to Ashenthorn. As is customary, you are allowed a single witness to accompany you to the Kingsblood Crucible. If you cannot produce a witness of your own choosing, one will be provided for you.

MC hands the letter back to me, and I fold it up and stick it in an inside pocket.

"Do you have someone in mind to serve as witness?" they ask. I sigh. I knew that this was going to be the hardest part of this conversation. Not the indefinite postponement of the opening ceremony, not having MC feel like all their hard work had gone to waste, but this.

"I was actually thinking of you." Their eyes widen.

"Me? Diavolo, are you sure that's wise? I mean, I'm technically not supposed to even be here! Am I really your best option for something as serious as this?"

"Yes." Silence. "The majority of the House of Lords were personally appointed by my father, so you can imagine the type of political ideology they prescribe to. With me out of the way, they can punish the brothers as harshly as they please with no fear of repercussions."

"So they'll do everything they can to ensure your failure."

"Exactly. I know I'll pass the first part just fine, because it's just proving that I'm a member of the royal bloodline, but it's the second part that I'm worried about: The Testament of Virtue. According to my father, it's different for every person, which is probably where--"

"--the House of Lords will make sure the odds are stacked against you," MC finishes. "And if they choose the witness, they'll have the ultimate advantage over you." A brief pause. "But that still doesn't quite explain why you want me as opposed to someone else."

"Because they don't know you, and so they're less likely to rig the trial in their favor." MC doesn't seem convinced. "Look, I never said it was a brilliant plan, but it's the best one I have to ensure that I keep my position."

"And that I get to go home," they whisper. Looking away from me, they rearrange some paperwork on their desk, but that doesn't stop me from catching the sad look in their eyes.

MC's soul has been a lot of trauma. Be kind to it, Lord Diavolo. You don't want to become its enemy.

I find myself walking around the desk and place a hand on MC's shoulder.

"No matter what happens, I will make sure no harm comes to you." The small smile on their lips is full of doubt. I can't deny that I've grown rather fond of them during their stay here. They're rather sweet.

"Don't make promises you can't keep."

"I'm a man of my word, MC." They stand up, turning around to face me.

"That won't do me any good if you fail this trial. You'll won't have the kind of power necessary to override any decision they make about my fate."

"Then help me pass." I gently lift their chin up so that they're looking directly into my eyes. "Please."

A flash of color momentarily blinds me, but when my sight returns to normal, MC accepts my offer. I leave their room so that they can have their space, but I don't go very far. I lean against the wall facing their door and close my eyes.

This has been happening for as long as I can remember. Barbatos says that the flashes are visions of futures passing by very quickly, and they're only ever depicting brief moments in time. A snapshot, if you will. I don't have the ability to follow their thread like he does, but I have learned to bring these flashes into focus and see more of its details. I just have to do it right away, or otherwise the flash continues on its merry way with no intention of ever returning.

The primary color of this particular flash is gold, but there's also black and red spots mixed in. I start with the most familiar blob: myself. Working on the surrounding area, I see myself sitting on the throne proudly, horns and wings on full display. There's a similarly shaped chair next to me. It most likely belongs to my future queen and wife. Not that I would oppose to having a man rule beside me, but tradition isn't nearly that progressive yet. It insists on me producing a heir and continuing the royal legacy.

It takes me a bit for me to make out the figure in the second chair, but as soon as I realize who it is, my eyes fly open, my heart beginning to beat faster.

Clearly, that particular future is possible, or I wouldn't have seen it, but the vision still baffles me. In what world would a human be able to rule side by side with a demon?

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[daytaker]

Sins, Virtues, and Motivations: A Critical Analysis of Characters in Shall We Date?: Obey Me!

In this essay, I will argue that each demon brother some of the demon brothers can be associated with a sin (no duh), a virtue, and a core motivation--and that this motivation is best pursued through a synthesis of that sin and that virtue. Hegel would be very proud. Yes, this is critical media analysis. No, I will not try to explain the twisted, broken path that led me to this point in my life.

I will be looking at Lucifer, Mammon, and Levi in this study. Their core sins are obvious - Pride, Greed, and Envy. Their accompanying Virtues and Motivations are listed below.

I used the Seven Heavenly Virtues for this little game. These are Prudence, Justice, Fortitude, Temperance, Faith, Hope, and Charity.

They should not be confused with the Seven Capital Virtues, which are inversions of the Seven Deadly Sins. These are Humility, Charity, Kindness, Patience, Chastity, Temperance, and Diligence. I tried these first and damn were none of them easy to match up. Tell me, fandom for this mobile game designed for players to lust over hot demon men, which brother should have the "chastity" virtue?

Lucifer

Core Sin: Pride. Core Virtue: Fortitude. Core Motivation: To protect his family.

Lucifer's core motivation is to protect his brothers. He looks at this as a sort of penance for the outcome of the Great Celestial War. He knows that he's the reason they rebelled, and he feels responsible for their wellbeing. He is able to endure the relentless pressure of the responsibilities he puts on himself thanks to his core virtue, fortitude.

Fortitude is strongly associated with courage. Specifically, it is courage in the face of pain and adversity. We see him displaying this trait any time those he cares for are in jeopardy, and it often helps him make difficult decisions where neither outcome is ideal. Lucifer is decisive, canny, and accepts the consequences of his choices, good or bad.

His driving motivation is also bolstered by his core sin: pride. He views himself as ultra-competent, while his brothers consistently make mistakes; beyond that, it's only natural that he take responsibility for the choices of his brothers (like the choice to join him in rebelling) because he is so significant an influence as to virtually rob them of their autonomy.

This has led to Lucifer having a somewhat toxic relationship with his brothers. Lucifer often acts as a parental figure rather than a peer, while the rest of them are all in arrested development of some sort, often acting more like kids than the adults they insist they are.

Lucifer either doesn't recognize that by doing everything for the family on his own, he's stemming their ability to grow and learn, or he does know the consequences of what he's doing and he feels conflicted about it. He ultimately blames himself for the fact that they're all in the Devildom in the first place, living as avatars of sins to the extent that they struggle to function as independent adults.

So, while fortitude and pride allow Lucifer to simulate the act of protecting his family, it's a matter of perspective whether controlling every element of their lives is protection or harmful coddling.

Mammon

Core Sin: Greed. Core Virtue: Charity. Core Motivation: To be valued and valuable.

Mammon is simultaneously a vessel of greed and its inverse, charity. This is because his core motivation is twofold, and those are the rewards of greed and charity; to be valued - to fulfill a want, to be desired, to look flippin' cool - and to be valuable - to fulfill a need, to have inherent worth, to serve a purpose.

Setting aside his unhealthy relationship with money, let's examine how Mammon behaves and what his deeper interpersonal motivations tend to be. He clearly places a high value on his brothers and MC, and he has shown on multiple occasions that he is willing to put himself at risk to help or protect them. Early on in both the original game and in NightBringer, Mammon attempts to heroically rescue MC (and his younger brothers, in NightBringer). In both cases, though, Lucifer shows up and does it for him. Mammon's pursuit of his core motivation clashes with Lucifer's quest for his, and Lucifer is strong enough to simply take it from him. Although in NightBringer he and his brothers do earn the not-insubstantial reward of the title "Lords of the Underworld" after Lucifer's rescue, he appeared so dejected by Lucifer's oneupmanship that he spent a good portion of the next day sulking. In the original game, Mammon wants MC to promise that they won't be saved by anyone else besides him in the future. It appears that his greed for an improved status in his interpersonal relationships is left unfulfilled.

Mammon wants to be heroic - to be valuable - and he wants to be admired for it - to be valued. The cognitive dissonance that accompanies motivations like these is all that sustains a person with such a diminished sense of self-worth.

Speaking of a diminished sense of self worth...

Leviathan

Core Sin: Envy. Core Virtue: Hope. Core Motivation: To find joy in the things that give him joy.

Confusing motivation? Yes it is. But envy is a confusing sin. All the other sins--pride, greed, wrath, lust, gluttony, and sloth--are enjoyable to indulge on some level. Losing your temper when you feel you've been wronged, or eating a bunch of delicious food, or sleeping through the snooze alarm: We know why we do those things. We might regret them later, but we indulge them in the moment because of the enjoyable side.

There is nothing enjoyable about envy. Wanting something that isn't yours, that belongs to someone else, be it tangible goods, talents, a partner, a job... is nauseating. And it makes you feel like a bad person, and it drains the joy out of things that you used to love. Speaking from personal experience for a second, when I was a teenager, I played music in a company with a much younger musician who was incredibly talented, and I was deeply envious of her. I wanted her talent; I wanted the praise she received; I wanted to impress people; I wanted what she had. But there was nothing I could do. I hated feeling that way, but I couldn't shake it. And it ate away at my desire to play music. It took the joy out of something that once gave me joy.

You see the connection?

Levi struggles to find pleasure in anything he does, despite how many interests he has, because, in spite of his blustering dismissal of all things "normie", he is deeply envious of those he perceives as his social superiors. Now, I am not in any way saying that Levi is or would be an inc3l, but there's an element of his character that has a strong parallel to inc3l culture. The idea that there is something fundamentally wrong with him that prevents him from achieving what he wants socially and that the only way he can protect himself from those who would ridicule him is with a defensive contempt for the group that rejects him... Does any of that sound familiar?

But Levi is not an inc3l. No, not because you're willing to **** him and his two *****, though I'm sure that helps. It's because he has his core virtue: hope.

Have you ever heard of the black pill? It's kind of like the final stage of inc3l culture, where you accept that you're not an alpha male, you'll never be one, you'll never be accepted by a woman, you're ugly and unloveable, and you might as well just stop existing. It is sheer despair.

Levi maintains hope for the future, even if he prefers not to admit it out of fear of jinxing himself. He is able to form a deep bond with MC, who he views as a "normie", without renouncing his hobbies or being mocked for them. In fact, I would argue that the anxiety Levi sometimes displays over the possibility of being made fun of (for example, in NightBringer when he considers trying out cosplay) is emblematic of the hope he has that he can be accepted.

"But wait, daytaker," you say. "That doesn't sound like he's making progress towards his core motivation of getting joy out of the things that bring him joy! Being self conscious is not joyful!" Well, you're right. What Levi needs is to somehow find the right balance between enjoying his hobbies and allowing himself to enjoy other people as well. As we can see from his effusive excitement in sharing his favorite games and stories with MC and his brothers, the social component of media consumption is a major component in making it enjoyable. If Levi loses hope, he loses that connection to the world offline, and if he loses that connection, he loses the joy.

@blackstqr (I did it.)

[tulip-simp-artist]

Horny Luci Thoughts 1

As someone with an MC (Eden) who starts out humble to a fault and then simps for Lucifer first out of ALL the characters... I agree Lucifer probably has more of a degradation kink BUT if you are humble to the point of being close to the virtue of humility, that man is all praise!

I refuse to believe he wouldn’t praise you over and over while fucking you for the first time because he is the Avatar of Pride. He LOVES humans falling to his sin and if that means fucking it into you? So be it! He will break that humble nature one way or another. This obviously goes hand in hand with his corruption kink.

[harmlessghosty]

Hey, how are you? 🖤

About the mash up 👀

How about Lucifer x MC, not a date & first kiss 👉🏻👈🏻

I’m doing okay! Always busy with something or other, thank you for asking! 💕

I kind of took this and ran a little with what I like the prompt to be for me, so I’m glad it was asked! I hope it’s enjoyable ☺️

Prompt list is at the end of the post.

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Lucifer wasn’t the type to ask for dates. He usually told you when he’s taking you somewhere, and it was always decidedly not a date—to RAD, to a shop to buy outfits for an important event, or to a restaurant in an apology for treating you in a way unbecoming of the Avatar of Pride himself.

But never a date. Not in your dreams was anything he did considered a date.

Well, until he decided it was, of course.

The way you looked at him when passing in the hallway made his heart jump ever so slightly in his chest. Helping you with your schoolwork after RAD brought him to want to lean a bit closer so that his jacket brushed against your shoulder—and sometimes he did so, in order to watch a blush bloom across your cheeks.

And of course, your kindness toward his brothers could make him swoon in itself. Loving his family as your own churned his stomach with a form of love almost unknown to him.

“It’s not a date,” he said with his typical plainness. “It’s simply an outing to get to know each other better outside of the RAD grounds and the House of Lamentation.”

You raised an eyebrow. “That sounds like a date though.”

Scoffing, Lucifer turned his back on you and motioned over his shoulder. “Come,” he said firmly. “You’re dressed enough for an afternoon lunch downtown.”

Scurrying to catch up, you remained at his ankles even when you reached the sidewalks far away from the mansion. Finally, he slowed his pace, waiting for you to catch up to his side—an action you seemed uncomfortable to take, he noticed.

With a kind smile, one he hoped appeared as genuine as he wished it to be, Lucifer reached out a hand. “Take it. I don’t bite.”

You eyed it with suspicion. “But this isn’t a date.”

“Am I dating you by the simple virtue of holding your hand?” he asked with a smirk. How he wished he hadn’t worn gloves in order to feel your skin more clearly against his. With a practiced, smooth movement, he chose to remove them, making you vulnerable to the coldness of his palms. It wasn’t nerves exactly, but rather a concern whether you found him too frightening or high above you to hold his hand.

Slowly, you took it, and before he knew what exactly he was doing, he laced his fingers with yours and lowered it to his side. Your hand was warm, cozy, and wonderful in his—something he hadn’t experienced for quite some time.

Outside of the restaurant, Lucifer hesitated. “I didn’t make reservations,” he said, realizing he had been too busy last minute in his rush to invite you out on the town. “I do hope you don’t mind waiting?”

“I don’t mind,” you said, walking over to a bench lining the building and sitting down. “It gives us more time together, just the two of us, right? For our not-date.”

Crossing his arms, Lucifer sat heavily by your side with a smile he tried to hold back. You were simply too cute for him not to bless you with at least that much. “Did you want this to be a date?” he asked.

“And what if I did?” you countered, boldly nudging his side.

He shifted to face you on the bench. “Then, if you don’t mind this being a date,” he said, fingertips reaching to tilt your chin up towards him, “I suppose we should commemorate the moment with something special, wouldn’t you agree?”

Your eyes grew wide. “Lucifer,” you warned, unsure of his implications. “We’re in public. Don’t you think that’s a little…well, public? Anyone could judge you, and—!”

Before you could continue, he stole your lips in a tight kiss, grasping your breath and sucking away any sense of words possibly exiting your mouth. It was dominant—something he loved more than anything and something he was prone to do even at his most behaved. So what if anyone saw? It didn’t matter. Nothing else mattered other than to feel your lips against his. And they were lovely, tasting of you, feeling supple and plump and beautiful.

When he moved back, his now ever-present smile permanent across his face, he released a long sigh. “Now will we call this an official date?” he asked, his lips a breath away from yours.

Stunned, you nodded. “Did you want it to be?”

“More than anything, if you kiss me more than that…”

—

Prompt is from this post:

[misc-obeyme]

You know how every Demon brother stands for a sin, CC? Thus, I wondered: What if Mc is the opposite of their sins, aka their virtues and their dating? I'm a sucker for Opposite attracts.

Pride vs Humility:

Lucifer with a humble Mc, someone who doesn't think of themselves as better than anyone else. Even when they have accomplished a lot in their lives, Mc who truly embodies humility never allows it to make them egotistical or unfairly proud, and they prioritise the needs and feelings of others first. Mc, who encourages Lucifer to weigh his options and assists him in doing so by asking him what he desires to do and assisting him in being more vulnerable.

Greed vs Charity

Mammon with a Generous Mc, who's good-hearted, and they have a heart of gold. Mc who donates goods or cash to charity or provides various forms of assistance to those in need. Mc, who adores Mammon regardless of his wealth and belongings, even going above and above to assist him with assignments and other tasks.

Envy vs Kindness

Leviathan with a Mc who's very kind to themselves and the people around them. Regardless of differences, they have a tendency to treat others with respect and are compassionate and understanding. Mc, who supports Leviathan by urging him to recognise his blessings and serving as a reminder of his own accomplishments and strengths.

Wrath vs Patience

Satan with a Patient Mc, Someone who is patient and understands that good things come to those who are willing to wait for what they want. They have the ability to restrain their feelings and inclinations. Mc, who always maintains their composure when conversing with Satan and calming him down before anything bad can happen.

Lust vs. Chastity (This is a little more difficult)

Asmodeus with a Mc who's much more modest and pure. They are truthful, trustworthy, and attentive to others, and perhaps they also have a limited libido. For them, Asmodeus is far more than just the lustful avatar. Non-sexual closeness, the small moments together. Hiding a hair strand behind their ear. Gazing intently at one another or putting my arm around them in front of others. Exchanging meaningful and in-depth discussions with one another. the kind where you feel fully understood when you open up to someone and share yourself.

Gluttony vs Temperance

Beelzebub with a Mc who demonstrates restraint, possesses a sharp mind, moderates their eating and drinking, and does not overindulge. Mc, who tries to assist Beelzebub in mindful eating AND is aware that Beelzebub is powerless over his ravenous appetite. Perhaps they might even go on Excerise together to take his mind off his hunger.

Sloth vs Diligence

Belphegor with a diligent Mc, who is always trying to get things done; who is focused and determined to do everything. Mc, who supports Belphegor by encouraging him to take baby steps and letting him concentrate on one work at a time, and helps him become more productive. Just being optimistic and encouraging. Perhaps even sharing a common goal together and/or doing a task together (e.g., working out together).

This got a little bit long, I'm sorry.

Never apologize for length! Not in my ask box, anyway!

This is a very interesting concept, anon! If I'm remembering right, the seven sorcerer stars we had to obtain in season three of the OG were named after the virtues, which I found interesting. Though I don't know that it meant anything...

As with most things in life, I think it's important to have a balance. Like yes, maybe MC being more based in the virtue allows them to sort of assist their demon with overcoming their sin. But wouldn't it also be interesting if MC was influenced by the sin, too?

For instance, you've got Belphie with a diligent MC. And sometimes they do get things done and are more efficient than perhaps Belphie would be on his own. But then sometimes, Belphie's influence wins instead and MC decides to do something like take a nap rather than finish their homework.

I just think it'd be fascinating if it was a bit of a push and pull situation. They constantly have to work with each other and sometimes the virtue wins out and sometimes the sin does instead.

I suppose I like the idea that neither the virtue nor the sin is the more "correct" thing, if that makes sense. I know the virtue is supposed to be the morally good option if you're looking at it as virtue vs sin, but I personally don't believe in the concept of sin at all. So I inevitably look at it as two sides of the same coin where neither side is preferable, but each is needed in order to have the other.

It's an important duality and I think it would mean that MC and their demon of choice would fit together nicely in the way that opposites sometimes do. Where they are the same, but they are different and together they make something entirely new...

[roninfromtheops]

thinking about fallen angel mc

Mc, is like incredibly strong for a human. So perhaps when they die, they’ll be an equally strong angel. And, what if their pure soul was over sighted by their demonic ties, or perhaps the fact they have pacts with the 6 fallen virtues is the reason they fell. When they fell, due to the strength of their soul they survived. As a being that strong, I think they would become an avatar. The avatar of acedia, or apathy. Since it’s the lesser known of the other sins, and only referenced in some biblical texts, I think it would fit well. Since they’re the youngest of the sins. The sin acedia is referred to by many things, ‘The lack of care in one’s actions’ ‘Sadness’ ‘apathetic’. I believe this would result in mc being unable to express their feelings, like for example, have you ever felt like you were being drowned in an emotion? I think that’s how Mc would feel. They’d be like a problematic teenager, doing all sorts of risky things, to even feel something maybe. They’d constantly come home hurt, bloody from fights, drinking and sleeping around without a care in the world, a shell of their former self. The brothers would know exactly how it feels to drown in their sin, to have it control their every action. But they can’t save them, they can’t fix their beloved Mc. Their sins are nothing like Mc’s, no emotion to quell it, no way to share it with others. Solomon, the wise sorcerer he is, knows better then to abuse pacts. But he knows mc wouldn’t do anything, he forces them to at least pretend to start caring, and it’s not like mc doesn’t, they just, can’t show it. Dealing with Mammon’s debt to witches, Doing Lucifer’s paperwork, dealing with anyone who makes snide remarks about Levi, so on. Lord/Lady/Liege Mc is one of the most feared, not necessarily because they’re the strongest. But because they honestly couldn’t care less about the consequences of their actions.

If you want me to write more about Avatar MC! Please let me know, and maybe leave some ideas for me to expand on? Have a great timezone!

[onyourowndaisymae]

patience is a virtue

the devs may have forgotten about asmo's birthday but i sure didn't!! justice for my boy!! it only feels fitting that my first piece of smut on this page belongs to the avatar of lust.

word count: 546

content warnings: smut!! nsfw!! minors dni!! sub!asmo x dom!reader, birthday sex, wrist restraints, whiny asmo, our favorite demon being fucked out and needy, begging, usage of "pretty" and other praise

"happy birthday, asmo."

he whines in response, desperately trying to roll his hips up into yours, tugging at the silk restraints around his pretty little wrists.

"mc, don't tease--"

"i said i'd take care of you, didn't i?"

his pretty pink lips curl into a pout. asmo looks so pretty like this, all fucked out underneath you. love bites and hickies created a trail from the crook of his neck, down his collarbone and sternum, across his abdomen, all before stopping just shy of his pretty, perfect cock-- the one buried deep in your hole, slick with an obscene collection of your spit, lube, and his cum, all mixed together in a sloppy mess pooling at the base of his cock. three orgasms in and he'd already begun to lose his patience.

his cheeks were flushed pink, his chest caught in a needy, rhythmic rise-and-fall as he watched your ever move. asmo was silent now. his impatience was tangible, but held back by a fear that continuing to plead and beg would lead him to an impasse much like this. didn't he know all you wanted was to take care of him?

"good boy. such a good, gorgeous--"

you began to rock your hips nice and steady against his, feeling a spike of pleasure bloom in your hips. champagne curls sprawled across the pillow as he threw his head back. asmo's hips began to grind in time with yours, a symphony of delicious friction making your head fuzzy. whiny moans fell from his lips as he pulled at the restraints holding his wrists above his head.

"--demon, all pretty and fucked-out underneath me. you like when i ride your cock until you can't think?"

"wanna touch you, mc, please. i need you so bad."

"i wonder what people would think," your hands wandered across his pale chest, fingers brushing across each and every mark along the way, "seeing the avatar of lust begging for a human like this. do your other lovers touch you like this? do they fuck you like i do?"

"no, fuck, i-- nobody makes me feel like this. please. i wanna touch you too, mc, i'm begging." he laughs, but it's sharp and desperate, like the coy filter he usually has melted into goo the moment he slipped inside you. "god, you're so fucking tight. i feel like i'm going insane."

"oh baby, we're just getting started. lay back and let me take care of you, mkay?" you fingers brush the hair off his forehead, before running carefully across the silken knots around his wrists. "and if you can behave, i'll untie you and let you have me however you want, wherever you want. sound like a deal?"

the avatar of lust nodded, a new determination filling his warm cheeks as he watches you in anticipation.

"good. cum for me, okay pretty boy?"

with that, the slow grind stops, as you slowly lift yourself off his cock, until you're empty of everything but the tip. then you begin to bounce on his cock, setting a truly ruthless pace, spurred on by the needy cries of the sensitive demon underneath you. after all, this was the gift he asked for. you'd make sure he got everything he wanted for his birthday-- and more.

[girlinthetardis04]

Things about Sara:

(Aka my Obey Me! MC)

with a side of headcanons/au lore

She is 147cm short tall

She speaks Italian

Has no siblings

She's dating Beelzebub

She's not technically the MC from the game, since she lives in a separate timeline

She's not related to Lilith (because she's still alive in this timeline)

Because she almost died during her birth, her soul isn't fully tethered. This means that she can't form pacts or use magic, as it would kill her.

Ever since getting to the Devildom, she started getting night terrors. They only stopped after Lilith joined the exchange program in the second semester

Mostly introverted, she spends most of her time with Leviathan

Her and Leviathan are spirit twins (creatures whose "souls" were made with the same spiritual material. They're typically very hard to find because they tend to be different species. Beelzebub and Belphegor are spirit twins, and so are Asmodeus and Auriel, and Eden and Luke)

One of her biggest interests (aside from anime and videogames) is marine biology and sea monster legends. That's why she immediately tried to befriend Leviathan

She sees the three oldest as her own older brothers

The brothers that scare her the most are Satan, Asmodeus and Mammon

Joined the ALL with Satan and Belphegor (mostly because she likes to inconvenience Lucifer, she doesn't actually dislike him). Lilith joined too when she moved in

Is kind of like Chloe from Lucifer (2016) in that she was specifically made for the brothers. Even if the exchange program didn't exist and she had run into them, they wouldn't have been able/willing to hurt her

Somehow managed to make Henry 1.0 like her and kept him as her pet. If none of the brothers are able to accompany her out, she'll take him along with her because he'll try to kill anyone that comes too close to the human

She has friends outside of the main cast at RAD. Specifically Regan and Virgil, two lesser demons who have a Human World Appreciation Club at school

She has a pet black cat in the human world

Also a "pet" wild raven that she rescued after it fell out of its nest

Unlike the canon MC, she's not immune to Asmodeus's charm

Tends to hide her eyes behind her bangs. The only ones who have seen them uncovered are Beelzebub and Leviathan

Has made it a point to meet all the Avatars of Sin and Virtue

Lilith is her guardian angel

In her timeline, Belphegor didn't actually kill her, he just tried (then again so did everyone else lmao 💀)

Her mother does know about the exchange program, and pretty much accidentally became a coparent to the six younger brothers

Her parents named after the Sara from the Book of Tobit (iykyk look it up)

Her singing voice sounds like Ado

If any of the brothers yell at her or simply get too mad while she's around, she'll get nosebleeds. This always happens with Satan regardless of if he's outwardly angry or not

While she doesn't have any magic, she can astral project

[icharchivist]

At present there's three Alter Ego skins for the MC

Do you have a favourite among them or any opinions on them? I'd just really like to know

ooouuuh that's a cool question, thank you for asking!

i think my favorite one is the 2nd one, but as it goes:

The first one has a very good aesthetic in general, it's leaning more on the "extremely corrupted with malice" than the other two imo, which is pretty cool. I do like the crown and the hood on each of them, and i LOVE the strings/puppet imagery of this one.

If anything my problem is more than i don't find the clothes design super interesting. I know it's just a corrupted version of the base clothes, but yeah, Djeeta especially isn't really compelling to me.

And while i do like the "corrupted with Malice" in theory, i think Gran looks better than Djeeta about that and as a Djeeta main i end up getting very tired of seeing this specific sprite.

The second one is my favorite, hands down. I think both designs really rock. But i'm honestly already partial to it because it's based on Belial's design and it keeps the strong elements that makes Belial's design work so well.

I really love the hairstyle on this one, simple but efficient. Their expression is malicious but without being downright deranged in a sense? very liking it.

I also love the idea of Gran having the full apple but Djeeta having eaten her apple, considering the Apple should be based on, yknow, Adam & Eve eating the fruit, this reflects that and it's cool.

and else the details of Belial's design really stand out for the best. The boa, the jacket, it's all really cool, and i love the crop top for the both of them (though they should have made it shorter on Gran too while at it come on.)

Personally i'm obsessed with Gran's collarbones on this one.

And i do really like the designs of the shirts.

I'd say if they were going to give a sexy skirt to Djeeta with the asymmetrical legs design, they should at least have given an asymmetrical design to Gran as well, but i get wanting to have him closer to Belial's design. But as it is i do like even Djeeta's sexy design. If there's any skins that calls for it, it's the "corrupted by Belial" one after all.

The third design, based on Avatar!Belial, therefore still is based heavily on the previous design, but with the same idea as Avatar!Belial to be sexier, and more provokating. For Belial it was because he's pushed in so much pain that he double downs on how he behaves originally, esp on the vulgar-sexy.

But i'd say perhaps that on this one it goes a little too far for me.

Everything that made the previous design strong is still there, personally i just am not fan of the Djeeta decoletage and the pose she takes, even if i get the idea of it.

For Gran, i like it in general pretty well, loving the tramp stamp, but idk, i don't vibe with it as much.

It's like, the first design is basically just a quick corruption type, MC doesn't really get the time to change or anything, it's the corruption of who they currently are. So it has a bit more of an unkept vibe to it.

The second design is much more controled in that sense, it's typically dramatic villainy with a knack for presentation, and it keeps up with the "Belial type of sexy" in a way that is still more controled and elegant.

The third design, by virtue of being Avatar themed, makes it less controlled, more erratic, more vulgar than elegant. on a thematic level i find it super cool, but on a personal preference i vibe way less with it than with the previous one. I still think i prefer it over the first one though.

So that would be my opinion on the Alter Ego designs o7 and in term of preference it'd be 2>3>1 for me!

Thank you for asking it was fun to answer <333

Take care ;D

[ghostraves]

"The Fallen and The Flying."

Tws: Mentions of G0d, Christianity, Angst in some parts, SPOILERS FOR LESSON 16 & LESSONS 44-70.

Mc is An Angel that lived in the Celestial Realm before and after the fall of the brothers. Mc is Male in this but it's barely mentioned so. Yeah.

Also belphie isn't in the attic bc that boring. 😍

Might be a series if i find my motivation. <33

ALSO THIS ISN'T PROOF READ sksjsjf

Genre: Fluff, Angst

Mc: Usually only uses the term "you", "yourself", etc. But Mc is explicitly Male because.. There's not enough Fluff&Angst Male Mc out there and I'm starving.

Tags: Angst, Fluff, Angel!Mc, Obey Me!, Before The Fall, After The Fall, avatar of virtue!mc, M!Mc, male reader x obey me!

Inspired by this comment on: https://jaeheewillalwaysbemyfav.tumblr.com/post/680632946698354688/non-lilithmc-being-a-very-tired-very-stressed

As an Avatar of Virtue, You were up there with the big dogs.

Lucifer, Avatar Of Humility..

Mammon, Avatar Of Charity..

Leviathan, Avatar Of Kindness..

Asmodeus, Avatar Of Chasity..

Beelzebub, Avatar Of Temperance..

Belphegor, Avatar Of Diligence.

Lilith, Avatar Of Hope.

And you.. You were the Avatar Of Fortitude. And clearly.. you were a lovely avatar for that role.

Fortitude was something you certainly understood. Micheal always made you collect all his paperwork and complete it. Lucifer barely let you help, he had too much humility to ask for help, it was tough.. but You were the Avatar Of Fortitude. You could survive.

Then.. The Celestial War Happened.

The Celestial Realm was thrown into turmoil. Millions of brothers.. sisters and siblings, all thrown into war none truly wanted to fight.

Lucifer and His Brothers along with Lilith fought until the rebellion was brutally crushed under the once kind god's hand.

As far as you knew.. They were dead. Possibly decimated. But once some of the warlike hate grew low, You learned Lucifer had become Diavolo's right hand man.

Lucifer. The Once Avatar Of Humility Was Now So pridefully charged.. he was unrecognizable. His third set of wings ripped off. Only leaving two longing sets of wings plastered onto his back. The pain he felt was unmeasurable, and you.. avatar of Fortitude knew that it was.. reflected in his actions.

Mammon. The Once Charitable Angel that barely had anything in his pockets or his palms was now so greedy that it sickened you. His childlike innocence of wanting to give away everything he owned was now gone. Replaced with nothing but ever wanting more.

Leviathan. The Kindest and most passionate of the angels was now something unrecognizable. He was hateful and spiteful, envious of everything he could have instead of what he already did. It pained you to see such a kind angel lose what they were held so dear for.

Asmodeus. The Angel that never asked for nothing, Chasity holding him tight within it's grasps.. the desires he never had or could have wanted was something so monstrously lustful that it made you long for the sweet childlike innocence he had once owned for himself.

Beelzebub, The Angel that held his temperance locked closed.. once filled with such he never had wanted to be so.. gluttonous. Was now the thing he never wished to be true, such a monster that he could never be truly full.. ever again. The curse placed over him caused you to feel his pain, watch as he could do nothing but eat to barely satisfy his hunger.

Belphegor, The angel that was always excited and yet so very passionate about everything he held dear, His family being one of the top most priorities was nothing like it. He lost all his passion and excitement. He never wanted to lay down, he always was excited to play. And yet.. he had become too slothful to be able to tell anyone. The angel that always hopped around you, barely able to hold in his excitement for telling you about the humans he saw with Lilith was barely able to open his eyes anymore.

Lilith, The Hopeful angel she was.. the cause of this. She hoped and prayed to her heavenly father for someone to truly love. She found him, a human that seemed to be having some trouble. She had befallen to the worst mistake..

Love.And she payed the price for daring defy her fathers teachings. And your hope for her to live, slowly died out as the search for her never came to light once again.

The only virtue left. The only avatar that needn't be replaced. The one that couldn't help in the fight.

You.

After the War had come to a close, even during and before it.. you had stayed strong in your virtue. The only God given right to you now was being able to stay, even during the war. You were never knocked down like simeon or hunted like the brothers. You were still.. The Avatar Of Fortitude.

Millennium passed by now, The Demon King Slept beneath the grounds of The Devildom. The Heavenly Father controlled The Celestial Realm like a puppet playing with it's dangling limbs, You were now stuck as Micheal's Right hand man. But you heard.. something.

Apparently.. Not only did the brothers fall losing all their grace.. they became the one thing they didn't want to be. The opposites of their virtues.

Not only that.

Satan, Avatar Of Wrath ruthlessly was born into the world through the wrath and hatred of The Heavenly Father Lucifer contained deep within his soul.

And it broke your barely holding on heart.

Not only that.. It seemed they had.. completely forgotten about you. The one they went to for help.. although Lucifer needed a little pushing. You were the Avatar Of Fortitude.. Weren't you? You could handle this.. couldn't you?

Had the angels you had once held so dear finally become true.. demons?

This.. hurt. It pained. It was soul crushing. It was something that couldn't be painted with words.. even by the most wonderful artist.

And then.. Micheal tells you something. After centuries..

The Next Demon King, Asks of you to join.. a.. wait.. what?

An Exchange Program?!

Well.. You Certainly weren't expecting this. Being told that Simeon, and your beloved adopted son, Luke.. well.. not yet but don't tell micheal.

They had to go to the Devildom.

The.. DEVILDOM!

No! Absolutely not! You refused to let them down there, but.. Simeon stopped you. You were told that Micheal and Diavolo had agreed upon it.

You had no power over it. But you were still sour about it. So you.. may or may not have asked Simeon to wear something showing.. a little more skin then usual. Luckily he liked it.

After a year, You were extremely happy to hear from Simeon and Luke once again. And Luke kept mentioning

"Mc! Lucifer and His Brothers won't stop calling me a Chihuahua! I'm not a Chihuahua!"

The small boy had exclaimed to you as soon as he got the chance. And you were.. surprised to hear those names again. Of course, as the Avatar of Fortitude, You kept quiet.

"ah- Luke, don't let them get to you.. you aren't a Chihuahua.. maybe a little bit but still."

You'd say into the DDD you were given by Solomon to keep in touch with Simeon and Luke.

"Mc!! Don't tease me!"

Luke exclaimed again, before suddenly.. you felt like his mood dropped. Something was.. on his mind. After about 10 minutes, waiting for him to hang up or.. say something. He finally did..

But you weren't sure if you liked it.

.

.

.

".. will you ever come down here?"

.

.

.

.. of course he'd ask that.

Who wouldn't?

You were the Avatar Of Fortitude. The only Avatar Of Virtue that wasn't being replaced or already replaced. You were the only one for the job.

"maybe.. someday."

You said as Luke made a happy hum and hung up.

Of course Luke would ask.

He adored Lucifer and his brothers when they were still angels. Luke was still practically an angeling. He was so small.. and he wasn't able to process it. He was only around 200.

You remembered it well.

..

Maybe you will join them.

Even if.. they didn't remember you..

You could still be there. Be there for Luke and Simeon, so..

When Micheal told you that you were allowed to join Simeon, Luke and Raphael down in the Devildom. You were excited, which wasn't a very common thing for you, especially due to all the work that had to be done for Micheal.

But then you realized there wouldn't be any room in Purgatory Hall.. And then you realized you were screwed.

You had to stay in

"The House Of Lamentation"

What.. a ridiculous name.

Well.

This is quite awkward, luckily you had already transformed into a more... "Human" looking angel, much like Simeon. Sheathing your beautiful wings. Of course..

But..

Lucifer, Avatar Of Pride. He didn't have to Introduce you to anyone. You.. KNEW everyone. Well.. Maybe except Satan.

But you weren't too keen to speak to The Avatar Of Wrath.

Afterall.. You doubted that he would be interested in speaking to an old guy like yourself.

So.. You met with everyone, not really making much of a difference.

Even by seeing them in this state.. made you spiteful. But you kept quiet.

Like the good.. Avatar of Fortitude.. you were.

Of course.. When Mammon realized he was tasked with "protecting" you.

He reasonably freaked out a little.

Who wouldn't?

But...he was odd.

He was.. flustered? Was that the word for his cheeks getting pink? Or was it just hot in the Devildom? In fact..

Why were they staring at you like that?

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"Well, At least they were happy." - you said before you realized what.. truly happened.

Happiness was.. an odd thing. Happiness can be shown or not shown.

Smiles may hide Malicious Intent.

Frowns may hide the true adoration for someone.

And staring.. staring is what Lucifer and His Brothers were doing at this moment.

Looking at your outfit, your hair, looking for differences.

Atleast that was what you thought they were doing.

But the way they looked at you.

It made it seem like it was..

attraction.

[666writingcafe]

Virtue and Sin

Simeon

"What happened earlier?"

Given the situation that happened in the kitchen earlier, I thought it best for MC and me to share a room in the sleeping car so that I could have a proper conversation with them about it. I know that means having Luke continue to be exposed to Mammon and risk having another episode, but I don't know if I'll have another opportunity to be alone with MC, and there are some things they need to know.

"What you witnessed was greed's energy bouncing off Mammon and Luke," I answer. "The more they wanted to go on that trip, the stronger that energy became."

"And the more dangerous."

"Exactly."

"But why would Luke experience greed?" There's the million dollar question. Thankfully, MC seems smart enough to understand the answer.

"An angel's power is connected to one of the seven virtues. Obviously, we're supposed to practice all of them, but the strength of the individual connections differs from person to person. Less experienced angels tend to think that virtue and sin are complete opposites, but in reality they're merely two sides of the same coin."

"Kind of like yin and yang. Good and bad are intertwined; you can't have one without the other. And since Luke's very charitable and kind, he's more likely to experience greed and envy than some of the other angels."

"Correct." MC's following along quite nicely.

"Does the electricity happen to everyone that experiences a sin around a demon?" I shake my head.

"It's a phenomenon that only occurs between angels and demons. The effects are more internal for humans. Any signs of that electricity will be in the eyes, and even then it's so subtle that those that don't know what to look for will dismiss it as a mere trick of the light."

"I see." MC pauses to stretch their arms. "What would have happened to Luke if you didn't step in?" I sigh.

"An angel's tolerance for sin is like a rubber band; it can stretch pretty far, but eventually it will snap. Luke was moments away from throwing a temper tantrum, and those tend to be more violent than a human's."

"That makes sense. I mean, you might say that the flood that Noah experienced was the result of God throwing a hissy fit."

"How so?" I'm genuinely interested in MC's response, but I'm also testing them a bit with my question.

"Well, if something I poured my heart into creating didn't work the way I intended it to, I'd be pretty upset. Not just at the creation, but at myself. The possibility that I wasn't as good as I thought I was would hurt my pride, and I'd end up lashing out at my creation, potentially destroying it in the process."

Bingo.

"That certainly is an interesting take, MC." As much as I'd like to tell them that their reasoning is sound and that it partially explains how Lucifer turned out the way he did, I have a feeling that I'd get my ass chewed out for agreeing with the idea that God is capable of sinning. That kinda defeats the whole "He's perfect" thing.

"Do you think Luke's going to be okay bunking with Mammon?" I shrug.

"He has to learn how to control his greed and envy, and he can't do that if he doesn't know what he's up against. 'Know thy enemy', as they say." I sigh. "I hate to think of the brothers that way, especially since we were once family, but they are the Avatars of Sin for a reason. It'd be foolish of me to not take that into account."

MC appears deep in thought. I can tell that they have more to say, but for some reason they're hesitating. Are they afraid that I'll end our conversation if they keep talking?

Michael and the other seraphim would tell me that I should. A human has no business knowing this much. I know a few angels that still hold humanity in contempt for what Adam and Eve did in the Garden of Eden, and that's ancient history at this point.

However, I want to know exactly what MC's thinking. I find their intellect to be one of the most attractive things about them. Not that they're bad to look at--because they're not--but there are plenty of pretty people that don't have any complex thoughts in their head. It makes for rather boring conversations. At least I don't have to worry about that with MC.

"Hey, Simeon?" I hum in acknowledgement. "You don't have to answer this if you don't want to, but I was wondering what sin you're most susceptible to experiencing."

Oh. We're going there.

If it were anyone else, I would change the subject. Knowing an angel's weaknesses is powerful, and people have used that against us too many times for me to count.

But I don't think MC would do that. They've behaved too honorably.

I take a deep breath to ease my nerves.

"Wrath."

[korra-northeast-germany]

Mammon headcanons :)

A/N: celestial prince!Mammon + crow!Mammon and incubus!mammon are included. Btw all the Mammon's are dating their versions of diavolo, Barbatos, Mephistopheles, and solomon

Mammon

He pulls pranks on people whenever the opportunity is given

He copes with his trauma, stress, depression, anxiety, and other negative feelings by age regressing. His little age is 5 - 10.(back off u perverts)

Ha has ADHD(just like me frfr)

His favourite brother used to be Satan but after he became like the others he decided 'no' and no longer has a favourite.

He is the most motherly out of the 7 brothers, even mothering Lucifer at points.

He forgets mc exists

He's Luke's favourite demon.

My guy is trans and uses he/raven/tweet/pup pronouns (Tho he is preferred. These also apply to the other mammons)

My guys got titties and thighs that epically end lives

Bottom

Prince!Mammon

He is always has been and always will be ammerie's(god's) favourite son

Is titties are extra powerful 😘😘😘😘

Likes to be called prince when with the other Mammon's

Gets into fights with Lucifer and wins

His mother mode is extra powerful especially around luke

Micheal is his favourite brother

When his greed acts up, it acts up BAD. To the point he'll go on several stealing sprees than the others, then blank out for 2 weeks before coming back to his senses and having a breakdown

His sin and virtue are constantly at war with eachother. Luckily his virtue wins most of the time.

Often sleeps with a stuffed crow

Ponders the meaning of life a lil too much

He sometimes sleeps in either Ammerie or Michael's bed after a nightmare

Mainly lives in the celestial realm

Crow!Mammon

Is the villain!version of prince!Mammon

His brothers led him to his death and he hates 5 of them with a burning passion

Levi is his favourite brother but he has trouble trusting him

Is soul bound to Michal(lilith)

My guy gets a new crow every time he kills someone wether it be a human angel or demon. Of you die by his hand ur his crow child now

He hates Lucifer with a burning passion

Was dead for like 700 years got revived then ended up killing mc on accident

Happily embraces his stealing like no tomorrow and gets away with it

Planning to kill his brothers 😍

My guy owns every crow raven and magpie in all 3 realms and Any other universes that exist. Basically the bird god of u will

His crows do not allow him to get sleep so he's tired 24/7

His thighs are so juicy my god he can easily crush u with them 😍😍😍

Good at that glock glock 9000

Incubus!Mammon

He is the 5th born instead of Asmo and is also the avatar of lust

He's the most horny mammon there is.

Used to be a porn star

Barbatos, diavolo, and Mephistopheles are his sugar daddies 😍😍😍😘😘😘

Often sneaks out at night to see one of his bfs because Lucifer and the others are too protective

His titties and thighs basically out do the other Mammon's 10 fold

Constantly goes running to diavolo when he wants to get his way after Lucifer grounds him

Litterally isn't allowed to leave the home without one of he brothers to accompany him

Are you an asshole to him? Cool he just fucked you, your mom, you dad, your girlfriend, your boyfriend. Basically he's a who-

Actually loves to cuddle and shows his love through touch, his very blatant when it comes to public displays of affection both platonic and romantic

Still kicks people's ass 😍

Uses his charms to get whatever he wants

Better than asmo 😍😍😍😍😍

A/n: some of these are jokes, guess which ones 🙂

[queerasaurus-rexx]

Asmodeus Headcanons

because i love him, ok?

~ By virtue of his sin, asmo is pansexual. gender doesn't factor into his attraction at all.

~ He holds a very deep reverence of the greek goddess aphrodite. he has many a time attempted to recreate the birth of venus in photos, and could rattle off a thousand facts about the goddess of love.

~ He really dislikes when people are misogynistic to the succubi. it really bothers him. he gets irritated by the succubus = slut narrative and will tell you off about it.

~ He's the avatar of lust, but when he's in a relationship with someone, all that lust is occupied by his partner. this man does not cheat.

~ Speaking of romance, asmo falls hard and fast. he was fully in love with mc pretty much after making their pact.

~ Just because we've never actually seen asmo fight anyone, that doesn't mean he's helpless. his brothers know better than to piss asmo off, because he will wreck you every time. he's one of the demon lords, you don't think he could wipe the floor with another demon? satan's rage is destructive and scary, asmo's is fucking nuclear.

~ He's a very passionate but gentle lover. he's often called by shy human virgins to take their virginity because of his care and attention during lovemaking. (this service is 18+ mind you)

~ He is very against infidelity. be cheeky, be lustful, be sexy, but most importantly, be faithful.

~ Asmo is actually pretty smart. he's no mathematician, but he's very good at colour theory and remembering dates.

[everlasting-elegy]

Avatar of Virtue!AU (Lucifer, Satan)

The creator of the seven deadly sins also conceptualised seven virtues that combated each sin. How would the brothers react to MC being Avatar of the virtue that directly countered their sin? Genre: Fluff Word Count: 1.8k

Lucifer (Avatar of Humility)

Lucifer already knew of the Avatars of Virtue, Diavolo had mentioned them in passing at meetings but he never thought Diavolo would have the gall to incorporate them into the student exchange program, and that was if they actually existed

You were nothing short of fascinating and elusive. Were you an angel? A demon? Angel turned demon? Demon turned angel or an entirely different species? Could humans be Avatars? Perhaps it was you living up to your virtue but you didn’t speak of it

He tried to be composed, really. He refused to admit how the most powerful of all brothers was reduced to being this petty but your very existence was the antithesis of his, you challenged his presence, his superiority just by breathing

Naturally he was sceptical of you, he’s done so much to protect his family, he wasn’t going to let it be undone by a powerful being he’s never met in his millennia of existing. But you never seemed to have such intentions, always greeting him politely. All the brothers were taking a liking to you and he felt alone in this battle only he waged

The dynamic between you two was like Satan and Lucifer, only you were Lucifer and he was Satan discreetly trying to provoke you. He wanted you to slip up, see your façade crack, give him the pride that he won against the one who goes against everything he stands for and reveal your true nature

But you lived up to your virtue, never taking his challenges to heart or trying to reciprocate. In fact you found it all rather amusing given Lucifer’s reputation of being so callous and uptight. You laughed at the idea of him fussing over you which only frustrated him further

It was only after one faithful conversation, as you picked up the broken shards of the brothers’ relationships with each other and helped fix their family, did Lucifer realise he misunderstood you

“Rather bold of you, isn’t it?” Lucifer asked in a feeble attempt to provoke you, yet he still tried. He called you to his office to discuss your grades and behaviour in school, despite you having done nothing wrong. “Passable results, excellent reputation, Diavolo has done nothing but praise your presence. Do you get enjoyment out of that? To have people worship the ground you walk on?”

“They don’t,” you deadpanned. “Lucifer, why did you really call me here?”

“My brothers have taken a liking to you,” he said simply. “I wish to understand what’s so endearing about my… opposite.”

“I think you misunderstand,” you let out a sigh with a sad smile. “My virtue and your sin aren’t isolated. We both exist on the same scale, and we individually go from one side of the scale to the other.”

“So you admit to indulging in pride?” Lucifer’s head instinctively tilted up, looking down at his nose at you.

“Only as much as you indulge in humility.”

Your voice took a different tone, it was softer, more subdued. You were averting his gaze.

“Oh? Do enlighten me.”

“I don’t think it’s in my place to say…”

“Say it.”

“A being of pure pride would have never sacrificed so much for his family.”

The pin dropped, and as you kept your gaze down to your hands in your lap, you could feel the burn on your face as Lucifer stilled, staring at you. If you were wiser you would have stopped talking but the deafening silence spurred you on.

“The secrets you kept for the sake of your brothers is no small feat. But I think what was more telling was your doubt. When you asked me what I would’ve done in those circumstances, it told me you had the humility to know that you weren’t sure you had done the right thing, and you were ready to be told that. Very few are able to accept fault anymore.”

Lucifer was silent for a few moments.

“Rather bold of you to confront the Avatar of Pride.”

You sent him a knowing smile.

He still lives up to his pride to an extent. He won’t ever sit you down to apologise for misunderstanding you and likely never will, but his apology is displayed with how he initiates conversations with you, or admits that his paperwork is too overwhelming and you’re the only one he trusts enough to help him with his workload

The two of you often exchanged horror stories that you’ve had with your respective Avatars. It seems you also had to do babysitting to the extreme due to your fellow Avatars which made Lucifer gain a lot of respect for you

Sometimes your virtue does bother Lucifer. Many times you downplay your achievements or let your ideas be claimed by others. He’s extremely attentive and ensures everyone is aware of your contributions and that you get the credit you deserve

Being your counterpart is now a badge of honour for him. Of course only someone as powerful as you, as reputable and determined would be fit to be the Avatar that opposed him. He would want no one else to be his other half

Satan (Avatar of Patience/Mercy)

Satan had read in ancient texts of the fabled Avatars of Virtue, but he didn’t think they were real, nor that he’d see one in real life, but he figured it would make sense to have a direct antithesis to the sins

He’s well mannered enough to greet you each morning and treat you politely, but he spoke with a formality that kept you two at arms length. Perhaps it was the pride he inherited by Lucifer, but your mere existence felt like a personal challenge

Overall, he felt conflicted. To simultaneously take pride as Avatar of Wrath yet wanting to be someone more than just a single emotion, he found himself at a loss at whether he should open up to you, to gain your perspective and perhaps embrace this new virtue, or to further invest himself into wrath

He ended up leaning into the former, it wasn’t too difficult. He had learnt to be rather patient in day to day life (something he had no choice to learn given his brothers), the two of you got along very well

Still, for a decent amount of time he subconsciously thought of you as inferior. Not in a hateful way but of endearing yet condescending pity, “Oh, you poor little thing, getting walked over by everyone as you gloss over everyone’s wrongdoings. Is being the Avatar of Mercy not what it’s cracked up to be?”

But he learnt to genuinely respect and cherish you. Little did he know, just as he was versed with your virtue, you were well versed in his sin

Satan escorted you to the R.A.D. building where you were immediately greeted by a lower demon, a R.A.D. student with a smirk on their face.

“Hey (Y/N), can I borrow your maths textbook for today?”

Satan looked at you, your face was unreadable, neutral, only with the corners of your lips slightly lifted to look open and welcoming.

“Didn’t you borrow it yesterday?”

“Yep.”

“And didn’t you get it torn to shreds without reason, meaning I had to search all of Devildom to get a new one before this morning?”

The demon laughed dryly. “I guess so! That was me. Anyway, if I could get the book-”

“No.”

Satan stared at you in surprise. Admittedly, he had only known you for a week or two by now, but with how nice you had been greeting the infamous demon brothers, part of him expected you to be a pushover. The fatal flaw to your virtue undoing you.

“I- what? But you’re the Avatar of Mercy! You’re meant to forgive everyone and everything and all that!”

“Of course,” you giggled. “I always forgive.”

You took a daring step forward towards the lesser demon.

“But I wouldn’t have to forgive you if you never disappointed me to begin with, hm?”

And then Satan saw it. In that moment, he felt how your being was filled to the brim with magic, magic that all should be grateful you didn’t unleash impulsively. Magic that should only be given to someone who would use it sparingly, fitting for the Avatar of Patience. You may have been smiling but your eyes held a malicious glint, an unspoken threat. The promise of unbridled wrath if they ever failed you again.

It was absolutely terrifying.

And Satan loved it.

“Run along now, don’t fail me again.”

The demon, sensing your magic potential, left the scene without another word.

As you watched the lesser demon turn the corner, Satan cleared his throat. You turned back to him, your face nothing but sweet and caring. Given the past display, he felt all the more grateful that this was how you looked at him, he ended up mirroring your expression.

“It seems I’ve underestimated you,” Satan states, earnestly putting a hand to his chest. “I hope you can forgive me for my assumptions.”

“You’re forgiven, I’m willing to display mercy for all who deserve it,” you nodded to him before looking away with a distant gaze. “I suppose I should apologise too. At first I was terrified of you as the Avatar of Wrath. But I’ve seen now, how I am capable of wrath, you are more than capable of mercy. We’re really just two sides of the same coin, aren’t we?”

“I think you might be onto something there."

After that, Satan was much more open, going out to invite you to his new book ventures or asking you to join him to see the new stray cat just outside R.A.D.

One of his favourite pastimes is the two of you sitting together in his room, pulling out the wildest myths and legends of each other’s Avatars and seeing if they’re indeed true. Many nights spent just laughing at the ridiculous rumours that have emerged over time

The two of you together have become an item that many have learnt to fear. As much as you keep each other both in check, the moment the two of you agreed that it was time to unleash your wrath, anyone with self preservation should run

Satan had gained a deep understanding of you and vice versa, but he still felt you didn’t truly know the depths of his anger, simply because he never let it show. You’ve seen his demon form, you’ve seen his magical potential, but as much as he wants to let you closer to him, he holds the fear that not even the Avatar of Mercy can forgive he whose very conception is a sin

In those moments he’s more intimate, holding you closer after inviting himself into your room. How ironic the one who invokes these insecurities is also the one who relieves him from them. You truly are his other half

Obey Me! Masterlist

[obeythebutler]

Brothers React To A MC That Looks Exactly Like Them But Is The Opposite Of Their Sin

SATAN

This human looks exactly like him, expect for their demeanour...MC is so calm! Unlike his wrath which is just begging to be tipped over...

The demons in the Devildom steered clear of MC because they are identical to Satan, and now you don't want the Avatar of Wrath to be angry at you...

But, imagine all the pranks that could take place! Satan's outfit and his hairstyle, and now MC is practically Satan! He's going to give Lucifer a headache now!

But he always knows whose the real Satan...*sigh*...where's member number three of the Anti-Lucifer club?!

Does MC likes reading too? Do they like cats? Are they also thirsty for knowledge? He's just curious, that's all. It's not everyday you see a polar-opposite version of yourself...

How can MC be so calm? Satan is on the verge of flipping over the table whenever Lucifer starts sprouting nonsense....

But Satan has some excellent self-control, that is something MC complimented him on.

Just don't mention that time when MC went to the attic...

ASMODEUS

My, my, they look exactly like him! It's like staring into a mirror! Come along with him, MC!

But then MC pointed a finger at him and muttered about how demons wont stop running after them.....

With great beauty comes great fans dear! Join him and he'll introduce them to his fanclub! They'll be thrilled to meet MC!

Asmodeus tried to get them into his bed but they refused. Innocent and chaste, just like the old him, eh?

Demons were confused as to why the normally seductive Asmo was saying no to their advances. Asmodeus has to now accompany MC whenever they go outside, because demons are attracted to the pair! The more attention, the more Asmo's happier now, isn't he?

His Devilgram is going to be spiced up with new photos! Oh, the photos and clothes that could be taken and worn...

Though Asmo would get on their nerves to maintain their skin, for he can't have them going around with dry skin!

BEELZEBUB

The new human looks exactly like him, height, voice, demeanour, except their virtue-Temperance.

MC had pointed a finger at the brothers and muttered about how demons kept confusing them with Beelzebub. Even he was fooled for a moment...

They don't have Beel's ravenous appetite though. When Beel is caught snacking MC never indulges much, no matter how delicious the treat is. They're missing out on so many delicacies....

But on the bright side, whenever MC goes out demons avoid them, and in restaurants they get extra-large meals! Which they can't finish, but can always get packed!

Beel will finish their meal, after all, it would be a dreadful waste otherwise!

And when MC went to the attic....

BELPHEGOR

When MC came into the attic Belphegor had to do a double take, because is that him?! HIs identical twin which he never knew he had?! Did Father create another child again?!

But when MC pointed a finger and lamented about how people keep mistaking them for Belphegor, he could only imagine how Beel would have felt when MC came out of the portal.

It's a bit hard to manipulate someone who looks exactly like you, but minds are different!

And MC is so..so diligent! Reminds him of his Celestial Realm days...

Lucifer' always on his case to be more like MC-diligent and completes their chores on time, but he doesn't care.

MC can even attend classes in Belphegor's name, just a sloppy posture and sleepiness, and voila, they're now Belphegor!

[hoesoflamentation]

Like you did for him | Lucifer x AFAB!MC x Leviathan | 18+

Prompt: "ultimate squirter" (thanks, Solmare!)

Pairing: Lucifer x AFAB!MC, Leviathan x AFAB!MC

Warnings: established relationship, consensual non-monogamy, lite dom!lucifer, heavy dom!levi, jealous s3x, oral s3x, fingering, squirting, brat!MC, lite degradation, praise k!nk, penetration, hair pulling, demon form

A/N: so, luci and levi (almost) tied by a difference of one vote and i really wanted to write for levi -- so now the "soaking wet showdown" is a literal showdown, and i'm h0rny af. you're welcome!! xx

MC and Levi had a deal: whenever the other was away, they could get their needs met elsewhere... and while Levi rarely acted on their agreement, MC could hardly resist temptation.

It wasn't that they couldn't wait for Levi to return... it was that they knew it would drive him absolutely crazy.

As the literal Avatar of Envy, MC's boyfriend was prone to fits of jealous rage. And whenever he returned (and heard the dirty things MC had done while he was away), Levi fucked them territorially, as if to prove that only his cock could make them feel this good.

Just thinking about it made their swollen clit ache with desperation, their neediness flooding the space between their legs as they fingered themself in bed...

But they also knew that simply pleasuring themself wouldn't provide the same satisfaction as provoking Levi upon his return. No, they needed more than this to really get him going.

Thankfully, MC knew exactly where to go. Of all the brothers, Lucifer was one of the most comfortable with Levi and MC's arrangement -- and consequently, one of the ones who knew their body best.

The clock struck 1:00 AM as MC snuck out of their bedroom and over to Lucifer's chambers. They didn't hesitate to crack the door open, Lucifer's soft snores echoing in the hall as MC tiptoed into his bedroom. Closing the door quietly behind them, they slipped into the eldest brother's bed, as they had done a thousand times before.

Stirring from his slumber, Lucifer rolled over, instinctively slinging his arm over their body as he nuzzled close to them.

"MC," he whispered, pressing his lips against the sensitive crook of their neck. "I had a feeling I might see you tonight."

Whimpering in reply, MC arched their back against Lucifer's body, deliberately pushing their ass against his already-hardening cock.

"Use your words, love." He chuckled. "Tell me what you want."

"Please, Luci," MC whined, rubbing Lucifer's length through his clothes with their thigh. "Need you inside of me."

Smirking devilishly, Lucifer deftly rolled MC onto their back, straddling them and pinning their wrists overhead in one fell swoop. He moved so gracefully that he may as well have choreographed the sequence in advance.

"Now now, MC," he teased, his warm breath hovering just above their parted lips. "Patience is a virtue."

"So says the literal demon," MC grumbled, eliciting a genuine laugh from Lucifer.

The firstborn leaned down to brush his lips against theirs, sweet traces of peppermint toothpaste lingering on his tongue. They sighed contentedly as Lucifer's slender hands traced the outline of their silhouette -- eventually settling at MC's waist.

"Don't worry, beautiful. I'll give you what you need soon enough." Lucifer kissed them again. "There's just one thing I want to do first..."

MC gasped in surprise as Lucifer forced their legs apart. "Oh!"

Smiling in reply, Lucifer began to kiss the length of their body until his breath warmed their needy cunt. He palmed their inner thighs as his lips carved a path from their throat down to their nipples, their belly button, their hipbones...

"God, MC," Lucifer groaned. "I am simply dying to taste you."

And, without hesitation, he ran the flat of his tongue along the length of their slit, lapping up every last drop of their juices. MC inhaled sharply, hands instinctively tangling in Lucifer's raven locks, as his lips settled around their clit, suckling gently.

"You have the perfect cunt," he breathed, sending a shiver up MC's spine.

They moaned as Lucifer's thumbs gently massaged the delicate skin of their inner thighs, his tongue flicking against their swollen nub.

"Leviathan must be a fool-" He paused to brush his lips softly against their clit. "-to give you up for even a single second."

MC's hips bucked in pleasure -- but no matter how perfectly Lucifer stroked them, the feeling of his tongue alone just wasn't enough. They needed to be stretched; to feel torturously full... to be touched by him in every way.

"Give me your fingers," MC gasped. "I want to feel you inside of me."

He chuckled at their desperation. "As you wish, MC."

Knowing exactly how they craved to be touched, Lucifer slid two fingers into their dripping, aching cunt. He nimbly located the sweet spot inside, stroking it softly as he continued to latch onto their clit with his plush lips.

"How does that feel?"

Coherent thoughts evading them, MC could only nod their appreciation, hiding their flushed face in their hands while Lucifer continued to work their sopping pussy.

An audacious smirk crossed Lucifer's face as he pushed a third finger into their aching slit.

"Mm, just like that," MC breathed. "Keep going."

Lucifer forced their thighs further apart until MC's needy cunt lay on full display. His hands wandered back up to their folds; he held their lips open, giving him more access to the sensitive nub between.

With unfamiliar but exciting pressure swelling inside of them, MC closed their eyes and bit their lip. They gently tugged Lucifer's ebony locks as they rocked into the motions of his tongue, frantically chasing their impending release.

A flush of heat was already gathering at MC's core. They knew they were going to cum, and soon.

MC gripped Lucifer's hair tighter, bringing his lips closer to their drenched pussy. Their legs quivered as his tongue explored their folds, their core threatening to overwhelm them with pleasure.

"Oh, god, Lucifer," they moaned, "I'm cumming."

MC squealed as Lucifer coaxed their pussy with his fingers, milking their orgasm for everything it was worth. The sensation sent them even further over the edge.

With a cry, a sudden spurt of liquid gushed from between MC's thighs. Without stopping his movements, Lucifer groaned in pleasure, swallowing every drop of their fluids as his fingers thrust relentlessly inside of them.

After coaxing every last twitch out of MC's messy cunt, Lucifer leaned back with a satisfied smirk, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. It took MC a moment to catch their breath -- but once they did, they immediately realized what had happened.

"Lucifer, did I just squirt?"

Collapsing on the bed and turning to face them, Lucifer hummed in agreement. His breath warmed their lips as he leaned in for a peck.

"I've never done that before," MC murmured, pulling away from the kiss.

They buried their face in Lucifer's shoulder, cheeks flushed with embarrassment. He only chuckled as he wrapped his arms around them and yanked MC's body closer to his, hooking one of their legs over his hip.

Through Lucifer's clothes, MC could already feel his rock-hard dick pulsing against their stomach, aching to fuck them. A fresh surge of heat swelled between their thighs in response.

"Well, then," Lucifer teased, "let's see if I can make you do it again."

. . .

"So, what did you do while I was gone?"

Levi had been back from the Ruri-chan convention for a few hours now. He and MC were relaxing in his room, MC perched in his lap while his thumbs fiddled with a video game controller.

MC smirked. This was the perfect moment to make him jealous. They shrugged nonchalantly, committed to the bit.

"Oh, not much... Lucifer made me squirt."

Levi clenched his jaw, his grip on the controller tightening until his knuckles went white. "He what?"

"Come on, baby," MC teased, gently stroking Levi's violet hair as he fumed. "You know that we agreed to see other people when you're away."

"I know about our agreement," Levi snapped, jumping to his feet and abandoning the controller. "I just didn't expect-"

MC also stood up, finishing his sentence for him:

"-that Lucifer would be able to do something you couldn't?"

Their eyes sparkled with mischief as they uttered the words. They knew it would make him feral with his cardinal sin, but they didn't care. In fact, his envy was exactly what they wanted to provoke.

A dark expression washed over Levi's face. He breathed heavily through his nostrils as he sprouted a tail and horns.

In his demon form, Levi towered over MC even more than usual. The height difference made their breath shallow; their heart skipped a beat.

"Are you saying," he hissed, "that he's better than me?"

Teasingly, MC trailed a single finger along the length of his tail. "I never said that. But, now that you mention it..."

Emitting a primal rumble from deep within his chest, Levi yanked their body flush against his. They were close enough that MC could feel how wildly his heart was beating.

Claws digging into their hipbones, Levi leaned in to nip at their ear.

"I guess I'll have to remind you how good I can make you feel," he growled, sending a shiver down their spine.

"Do it, then," MC retorted, defiantly meeting his flame-colored gaze. "Ruin me."

Grabbing their face between his hands, Levi violently crashed his lips against theirs. For a brief moment, their tongues tangled together in an intricate dance. MC couldn't help but moan into the kiss.

Levi grazed their lower lip with his fangs as they pulled apart, leaving their mouth red and swollen.

"Turn around," he barked. "Now."

MC smirked. "Make me."

Growling in frustration, he unceremoniously forced MC's body away from him, pushing on their upper back until they were positioned how he wanted them: bent forward; chest pressed against the wall. MC gasped at the sensation of the cold glass against their skin.

Behind them, Levi unbuckled his belt and slipped out of his bottoms, his hard length springing free from under his boxers. MC's pussy flooded in anticipation.

"Is this what you want, baby?" Levi teased, his other hand reaching around to unbutton MC's jeans.

MC could only whimper as Levi's hand dived beneath their waistband, caressing their pussy softly. They instinctively leaned into his touch, shimmying their bottoms down to their upper thighs.

"Tell me how much you want it, MC," Levi ordered, slapping their cunt with the head of his cock.

"You have no idea how badly I want your dick, Levi... and how badly I wanted it while you were away... how badly I always want you."

Backing up their statement, MC desperately tried to push back onto Levi. Cruelly, he withdrew. They could still feel him growing harder, but his cock was trapped between their two bodies so that there was no way they could fill themself with it. Instead, Levi started to pump his cock with one hand, overcome with lust.

The couple's unrestrained expressions were reflected back at them in the glow of Levi's fish tank, making MC's mouth water.

"If you want it so badly," Levi taunted, "then beg for it."

Tears of frustration gathered in MC's eyes.

"Levi, please," they whined. "Fill me with your cock. I wanna cum."

Levi sank to his knees, then whipped their body around to face him, shoving MC into the wall so that their back pressed into the frigid glass. One hand still worked his length while the other one forced their legs further apart.

"Ahh... such an obedient little slut." Levi's fingers glided up MC's thigh. "Don't worry, you'll get what you want eventually. But first..."

MC gasped as Levi encircled their mound with his lips, his forked tongue slipping between their folds to access their swollen clit.

The sensation was distinctly inhuman -- and overwhelming. The two ends of his demonic tongue enveloped either side of their nub, savoring them from both sides.

Somehow, Levi could sense exactly what kind of strokes they needed and when. He set a rhythmic tempo, neither too fast nor too slow; changing his pace precisely when they wanted him to do so.

Pleasure quickly overwhelmed MC, threatening to spill over into Levi's mouth. They cradled the back of Levi's head in their palm as he lapped up their juices.

"Oh, my god... if you keep doing that, I'm gonna cum."

"I'll only let you cum if you squirt for me," Levi gasped.

MC whimpered. "Then give me your fingers."

Levi groaned. MC knew that he didn't like to take orders, especially when he was in his demon form. Still, he complied anyway.

He slid two long, slender digits into their slit, slowly stroking their G-spot. Their standing position maximized Levi's access to the exact area they needed him to touch. And, after a few come-hither motions, MC felt the same familiar ache building inside their core.

"Go on, baby," Levi encouraged, fingers pumping rhythmically. "Squirt for me, just like you did for him."

His praise was exactly what MC needed to send them over the edge. They gasped as the dam burst, orgasmic fluids streaming into Levi's mouth, their overstimulated clit twitching between his lips.

Every shudder of pleasure, every burst of liquid, only fueled Levi's desperation. He eagerly coaxed as much as he could out of them -- and, the moment he sensed their exhaustion, pulled out and rose to his feet to fuck them from behind.

Arching against the wall, MC flipped over, angling their ass in the air as they pressed their forearms into the glass.

"Fuck me. I'm ready."

Burying his head in the hair at the nape of MC's neck, Levi obeyed. He slid his cock inside of them, savoring the moment of first entry. While his fingers had stretched their cunt some, the dripping walls still clung to every bit of his length, eager to be spread.

He gave them everything he had -- and, when he thought that they had taken all of it, he forced himself another inch deeper, roughly pulling their hair as an anchor.

"You like that, baby?" Levi murmured, slowly rocking his hips against their hole.

MC gasped at the mixture of pleasure and pain as they felt themself start to loosen around him. They tried to push back against his cock, but Levi limited their pace, controlling how fast and how deep they fucked with a firm grip on their ass cheeks.

He tugged on their hair a bit harder. "Does that feel good?"

"Feels so good," MC mumbled, thankful that he couldn't see how warm their cheeks had gotten with their face pressed against the wall. "Please, don't stop."

Levi smirked. "Don't worry, baby. I won't."

Gradually, he picked up his pace until his balls smacked loudly against their flesh. MC let out a whine with each strike, their muscles getting ready to contract around his cock.

Noticing the desperate look on their face, Levi chuckled. "Ready to cum for me again?"

Peering at Levi over their shoulder, MC nodded vigorously, their doe eyes welling with tears again. Heat swelled in their core; their pussy clenched around his dick with every stroke.

"God, you're such a slut for me," Levi moaned.

He held their gaze intensely, the corners of his lips twitching upward slightly as he pounded into them. MC offered a tired smile back -- a moment of fondness to interrupt their carnal desires...

Then, leaning forward, Levi whispered seductively in their ear:

"Tell me when you're close. I want to swallow you when you squirt."