#because I'm not holding back on Mammon anymore

[misc-obeyme]

You woke up in the middle of the night. You blinked your eyes open, thinking about rearranging yourself so you could drift back to sleep. And then you noticed the tuft of white hair that was peeking out above the edge of your mattress.

You reached out sleepily, burying your fingers in it.

The head shifted as Mammon looked over at you. It was dark in your room, but you could still see his gold-blue eyes. They seemed somehow dull, as though he wasn’t fully aware of himself.

“Mammon?” you whispered into the quiet. “Are you okay? What are you doing down there?”

Mammon was leaning against the side of your bed, arms around his knees. He shook his head a little, causing your fingers to ruffle through his hair. “Don’t worry about it, MC. Go back to sleep.”

You sighed. Like you could actually do that with him here like this. You sat up. “Don’t do that to me. Tell me what’s going on.”

Mammon didn’t move and he didn’t say anything, only sat there on your floor.

You pulled yourself out of the bed and sat in front of him. You leaned your cheek against one of his knees and looked up into his face. “Talk to me. Please.”

Mammon lifted his head and you were shocked to see the pain in his eyes. “Sorry, MC. Didn’t mean to wake ya.”

“Mammon…”

Mammon leaned his head back against the mattress. “Just had a nightmare, that’s all. Couldn’t go back to sleep, so I came here.”

You could tell you weren’t going to get any more out of him than that. But it didn’t matter. That was enough.

You stood up again and grabbed his hands, pulling him to his feet. He froze as you wrapped your arms around him, pressing him into you. For a moment, you could feel him trembling, but then he melted into your embrace. His arms enclosed you, his forehead resting on your shoulder.

You stayed that way for a long time, unwilling to let him go until he stopped shaking in your arms.

Eventually, you felt his body relax, enough that you felt he might be able to sleep again. You extracted yourself from him gently before tugging him into the bed with you.

Mammon was your guardian demon, the one who was always looking out for you, always by your side. But sometimes the guardian needed protection, too. And you would always be there to comfort him, even if he wasn’t sure how to ask for it.

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[onyourowndaisymae]

don't mind me... just thinking about the demon brothers slowly dropping the rest of their roster for you as they fall head over heels...

lucifer // mammon // levi (you are here) // satan // asmo // beel // belphie -- others coming soon, NSFW warning below, gn!reader

leviathan, who doesn't have time. time for himself, for his hobbies, for his brothers, and certainly no time for you. he's sick of your meddling, honestly. he never even wanted a pact with you. you're just some lousy human trickster that managed to back him into a corner. whatever. just because he has a pact with you doesn't mean he has to spend time with you.

leviathan, who isn't jealous at all, of course. he's not jealous of the way mammon is so far up your ass that he doesn't know what day it is. he's not jealous of the way beel's sitting on the floor between your legs. he's not jealous of the way asmo and satan cast you curious glances, like they too want to see what's so special about you. it's not fair. why does levi always get the leftovers? why did he have to come to your side after mammon, dooming himself to an eternity of decency lectures from your "first man"? sure, he didn't want you at the beginning but... things change. now he can't help but curl into himself as jealousy boils in his chest.

leviathan, whose days are spent lost in rpgs and whose nights are reserved for filthy hentai games. obscene moans and slick slaps of skin against skin blare from his headphones behind the safety of his locked door. usually, these games have him panting, dick in his hands as precum dribbles down his fingers, but for some reason they feel... lackluster? he's aroused, of course, but he just... can't get into it. or at least, he doesn't think he can-- not until someone that looks like you pops on screen. suddenly he's wide-eyed and hard as a rock. the character gets bent over a table and fucked senseless, and levi's feverishly tugging at his cock to match their pace. is that what you'd look like? he plays the scene over and over until he's spent, until even resting a hand in his lap makes his thighs tremble.

leviathan, who feels so incredibly guilty for masturbating to the thought of you. but he can't stop himself. it's all he can think about these days. nothing is as alluring, as magnetic as you are. he's memorized the way the collar of your uniform sits on your neck, the curve of your soft lips, how you smile at him and listen so intently and-- dammit, he's hard just thinking about you. the hentai games are not enough. he hardly plays them anymore, trading time in front of the screen with time next to you, watching your face focused as you weave your motorcycle through other players while racing in devilcart, hoping that the scent of you, your presence, will linger long after you head to bed for the night.

leviathan, who can't believe how lucky he is right now, how the stars aligned perfectly and time stopped, just so he could have your tongue running across the tip of his cock like that. he's trembling under the weight of your heavy gaze, as you wrap your lips around the head and suck. a sharp cry leaves his lips, and he slaps both of his hands over his mouth to muffle the sound. you grin. it's the best you've ever looked. he can't believe you're here, with him, on your knees between his legs, hand pumping his length while you run your tongue up the underside, holding eye contact to watch him become a blushing, squirming, whimpering mess. his hips jerk against his wishes when you finally take him in your mouth, but you take it in stride, your warm hands pinning his bare hips against his chair. your head bobs across the length of his shaft but all he can feel is heat-- so warm and incredible and soft-- and fuck if he isn't about to cum just from looking at you. his hands grip the arms of his chair as you take him to unbelievable heights of pleasure. this, he thinks, is much better than anything on a screen.

taglist for this series (hopefully i'm doing this right lol): @the-demonus-aunt // @scienceisfornerds

[strawberry-cowmilk]

the brothers after accidentally making mc cry

mc's gender is not mentioned, not proof read

(did I do this before??)

content warnings: kind of mean/ concerning behavior for some of these men, crying

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Lucifer

he knows he messed up the second he sees you tear up and he wants to hug you and apologise but guess what his prideful self said

'stop crying mc, you're being ridiculous.' with his arms crossed

and what was it all for? lucifer was a little too stressed and took it out on you

he'd distance himself from you for a while before giving you flowers on a random tuesday afternoon in hopes you'd forgive him

Mammon

mammon immediately panics when he realises you're crying because of me

he reaches out to hold you and say 'I'm sorry' over and over again but then realises that's not the best move right now

after you've been alone for a while in your room mammon slides a note under the door saying 'you okay? can we talk'

if you say yes mammon apologises (while nearly crying himself) and buys you a whole car the next day

Leviathan

he's gonna hate himself for the next week

plus he thinks you're gonna hate him forever now

levi literally runs away from you after you start crying because he feels so bad and doesn't know what to do

about an hour later he comes back with his azuki-tan pillow, gives it to you, and then leaves again

if you tell him you forgive him he won't believe you for a moment

Satan

he's maybe a little mean about it and realises that after he said the little mean stuff

'look, mc, I'm very sorry but is this reaction really warranted for?' (hons thought everyone cries once per blue moon like him for a while there)

after realising those words only made it worse he decides to give you some space, he'll apologise properly after you've stopped crying

he also takes you to the street cats he regularly feeds if you want to see them

Asmodeus

oh no what did he do what if you hate him now? what if he messed up so badly that the mere sight of him is enough to make you feel revolted, distressed or afraid?

he's like 'nonono mc look it's fine, here I'm going to paint your nails'

asmo has trouble giving you space because he's so afraid of the possibility that you hate him now, but he does realise he needs to leave you alone

after what happened you have to tell him you forgive him because he might not approach you

Beelzebub

he instantly regrets getting mad over a slice of cake in the fridge

beel immediately apologises after spotting tear number one in your eyes

if you're okay with it he'll give you a big hug and will rub your back to help you calm down again

even if you tell him you're not upset anymore, beel doesn't fully believe you

this mistake of his will be haunting him for a long time, he keeps trying to 'win your trust back' by doing sweet things

Belphegor

'oh.. I'm sorry' and then leaves because he doesn't know what to do and he's ashamed of himself

belphie doesn't know when is a good time to check on you, or should he even check on you at all, does he buy you a gift?

because this man doesn't care too much when he upsets one of his brothers (other than beel) but when it's you? he can't sleep properly for the next week

in the end he does decide to get you a stuffed animal to really show you how sorry he is

[bloomries]

AREN'T YOU FORGETTING SOMETHING?

﹙ ✿ ﹚── includes : the seven demon brothers (lucifer, mammon, leviathan, satan, asmodeus, beelzebub, belphegor).

﹙ ✿ ﹚── synopsis : uh-oh, you've forgotten to say you're good morning 'i love you'/kisses!

﹙ ✿ ﹚── warnings : 2nd person pov. gn! reader.

LUCIFER

whether you've forgotten earnestly, or were doing it to tease him, it would be in your best interest to never do that again.

Lucifer's mornings always start the same way; With him waking much earlier than you. He'll stay in bed longer than he lets on, simply to feel your warmth for an extra minute or two. Then he'll proceed to get up, get dressed, brush his teeth, drink some coffee, and eventually begin on paperwork. After a little while, you'll wake up and give him a kiss and tell him 'good morning' or something of the sort— and it's just about that time you'll be waking up.

As the minutes begin to pass, his brow begins to furrow. Where are you? He cannot continue on with his morning without this essential part of his routine! Well, he can, but he doesn't want to. Perhaps you've overslept?

Lucifer finds himself standing in front of his plush bed, but your body isn't there anymore. Where in the world were you? Lucifer's frown deepens, and he turns around at the sound of a door opening.

"Oh-!" You're shocked to see him standing there, pouting. He'd usually be in his office by now, what was he doing scolding at the side of the bed? You give him a glance over, looking at him as if he's grown two heads— which proves to irritate his already foul mood. "Is everything okay?"

"Where were you?"

"Using the bathroom." You state, thinking it was obvious since you just came out of the master bathroom that was connected to his room. "What's wrong?" You ask, but Lucifer refuses to tell you, embarrassed perhaps? He just sighs, looking off in the other direction.

"Well, if you don't tell me, I can't fix it." You state matter-of-factly, making your way towards him. He grumbles that you 'forgot something important' and you begin to wrack your brain for what you could be forgetting. It's not an anniversary or a birthday, nor a date. It's not your turn to make breakfast or do the laundry either.

"Nevermind." Lucifer exhales, "It was childish anyways." Beginning to recognize his silly behavior, he decides to just end the ordeal before he make a fool of himself— that is, until you catch his hand and pull him towards you, pressing a kiss to his lips.

"I didn't forget, I literally just woke up. Moping around because you thought I forgot to give you a 'good morning' kiss. You're becoming a softie, Lucifer." An annoyed breath leaves his lips, arms crossed over his chest as you continue to coo and tease him. He just hopes his cheeks aren't growing red from how hot they feel.

MAMMON

he will never, ever, ever let you forget— whether that be because of his incessant whining or not, who knows?

Mammon swears he's never seen someone look so good in the mornings, yet there you are. He rolls on to his side, watching as you get ready for the day. Surprisingly, he stays quiet, waiting patiently for his gift to arrive before you leave— and finally you take notice of his awakened form.

"Oh, good, you're awake." You smile, sitting down on the edge of his bed. He closes his eyes, tilting his head towards you in a familiar fashion. "I promised Asmo I'd help him with something, it'll probably take us a while." You inform him, but he isn't really listening, he just wants his kisses and 'i love you.'

But it doesn't come, instead a "I'll be leaving now," is what he hears and Mammon won't have it.

"Hold on- Wait- Ya really just gonna leave like that?" He whines, managing to push himself upwards to sit on the bed. "You can't leave yet." He's giving a mix of a glare and a sad pout that makes your stomach swirl with guilt.

"Well, I did promise Asmo... But I'll try and come back soon-"

"No, not that!" Mammon huffs, "I'm talkin' about- Wait, can you do that too?" You nod, chuckling at his excitement at the prospects of you coming back early- but don't think he's forgotten his original train of thought. "A- Anyways, I mean, aren't ya forgettin' somethin'?"

"Hm?" And even though you originally seemed to have genuinely forgotten, the way you hummed makes it seem as though you're teasing him. "Am I? Whatever could I be forgetting? No, I'll just be leaving now~"

"Noooo," Mammon groans, nearly falling off the bed in an attempt to get to you. "C'mon, don't make me say it." You simply wait, just staring at him with such a playful look that he knows he'll have to say it if he wants to get what he wants. He sighs, burying his face into your side.

"Damn it... Say ya love me 'n shit..."

Stifling a laugh, not wanting to push your luck, you run your fingers through his hair. "I love you." You lean down and press a kiss to his forehead. "I'll be back as soon as I can be." Mammon's grip tightens on you, not wanting to let you go, but ultimately letting go, grumbling how you better not keep him waiting for his good morning kiss next time.

LEVIATHAN

don't- don't do this to him— hasn't he been through enough? he'll be thinking about it all throughout the day, and at the end, he'll be a sniveling mess.

Levi is waiting... and waiting... and waiting... And then he watches you wake up and anticipation and excitement swirl around in his stomach (nearly making him nauseous) as he thinks about the lovely kiss you'll bestow upon him, and your kind words that'll fill him up with energy. But he's still waiting, watching as you get ready in a groggy manner... and still waiting... and still waiting right up until you say you'll make sure to take notes for him in class today.

And then you're gone. Levi feels his heart drop to his stomach, his grip on the arms of his gaming chair tightening and nails nearly breaking the leather. Why... Why didn't you say it? Where is the warmth of your kiss?

As if he isn't already in his head enough, he begins to overthink his actions. Did he do something to upset you? Or did you think he smelt so bad that you didn't want to kiss him? Did he forget something important? Or did you finally grow disgusted by the mere presences of him?

Trying to take his mind off of it, he tries gaming, but it's useless. He's losing everything because he's not in the right flow- not without your kisses. And losing his games makes him angry and envious of others. And soon enough he's in his demon form, wearing down the keycaps on his keyboard and nearly breaking his computer mouse.

And then sorrow kicks in and he's just staring at the ground, pondering his life. Geez, had he truly become some normie so obsessed with affection? Is he truly the same man who used to be just fine with some love meter gaining points on a game? Now he needs to hear 'i love you' and get kisses and be held and- Ew, he begins to loathe himself even more.

"I'm back, can I come in?" You ask on the other side of the door. He doesn't respond- not even to ask for a password- so you open the door and peek in to see him hugging himself, sniffling.

"L- Levi?" You enter, shutting the door behind you before rushing over to him. "What's wrong?"

"D- Do you hate me? Do I repulse you now?" He whimpers, and when you say a solemn 'no!' he just gives you a pout. "T- Then why... Why did you say you love me?"

"I'm sorry, I was in such a rush I-" You sigh, holding him close to you, rubbing circles into his back as his tail wraps around you protectively. "I love you very much." You give him a kiss, and then another, and another, and another until he's begging you to stop and to let him breathe- he's not used to so much affection at once yet!

You'll most certainly never forget again, but he promises to (try to) take the initiative to remind you, if you do.

SATAN

oh? two can play this game! what? oh, the cup of coffee/tea he usually makes you? no, no, that's reserved for people who say 'i love you' to their partner in the morning.

Satan is a patient man, but upon you about to leave for breakfast without saying it once irks him enough to voice his demands. "Say, aren't you forgetting something?" You look over him, and a sly smile forms on your lips.

"Am I? Hmm, I don't think so, no."

Oh. Oh you know, and he knows you know. His eye twitches, annoyance coursing through his veins. A small staring contest ensues, one that neither of you win as Asmodeus jumps in front of you and whisks you away to the dining room to eat some breakfast. Satan huffs, fine, he can play this game too!

When you return Satan is reading a book, almost too calmly, until you notice it's the book you've been reading!

"Hey, isn't that my book? Where's my bookmark?"

"Hm? Is it? I must've forgotten— oh, so that random piece of paper was your bookmark? I threw it away, thought it was trash." Satan says, flipping to the next page as nonchalant as he could, not sparring you a glance as he began to read it's contents.

"You-"

"You," Satan cuts you off, "Started it." You blink. Well, yeah, that was true, but you didn't think he'd take it so seriously- You just wanted to hear him say he wanted a kiss, to hear you say 'i love you', to tease him a little. You huff, crossing your arms over your chest. But you're certainly not going to back down.

"Fine. Be that way."

Your day continues on, both you and Satan being petty towards one another and growing in spiteful actions until finally you give— because no one can outdo Satan in pettiness. "Alright, I'm sorry." You groan, pressing a kiss to his forehead, and then his nose, and then his lips. "I love you, good morning- er, well, good night?"

"Hah, took you long enough..." A pause, before he's got a smile on his lips. "I love you too... Now don't forget to say it tomorrow."

Everyone is thankful you two finally figured it out because you really did switch the sugar with salt and Satan did curse a lot of doorknobs.

ASMODEUS

do you wish him dead? because it certainly seems that way! you're depriving him of what he wants, and nobody does that to the lovely Asmodeus~

"Oh, good morning, darling." Asmodeus says as he watches you pass by him through the mirror. He's doing his skincare whilst you begin on splashing water on to your face. He glances at you— weird, you didn't give him a sweet little kiss. "Hmm..."

And as he fixes his hair, you pass by him again with yet another opportunity to kiss him gone! He gasps, setting the curling iron down and turning around to point an accusatory finger at you.

"You- I know you're usually impervious to my charm but missing the chance to kiss me twice?" He clutches his heart, "Say it isn't so! Do you- Do you no longer love me? Is that it? Is that why you-"

You walk over to him, your tired eyes peering into his. His words die in his throat, nervously meeting your eyes. Had he gone too far? He knew he was being a little dramatic, but it was mostly that, dramatics- flare- he was only joking, teasing, why did you look so serious? Wait- did you actually... no longer love-

"Asmo," You gently take his wrists, grabbing his attention.

"Hm?" He squeaks it out, his heart skipping a beat. If it weren't for the fact you could possibly tell him you didn't love him anymore, he would find this whole situation totally hot! Something out of one of those silly romance games Levi plays!

"I love you, but last time I kissed you without brushing my teeth you scolded me for three hours." You hold up a bottle of toothpaste. "I was just getting some more toothpaste."

"O- Oh! Oh, haha, of course..." He faintly touches his hot, rosy cheeks. "So... You do love me?"

"More than anything." You say, "Now will you let me brush my teeth so I can kiss you?" Asmo didn't bother to hide the grin that grew as he stepped to the side, letting you past him to brush you teeth.

And of course you followed through with your words, giving him plenty of good morning kisses with minty fresh breath.

BEELZEBUB

*cue kicked puppy face* now he won't outright say what's wrong, but its pretty obvious somethings upsetting him- fix it soon, his sad face isn't good for anyone's heart!

Beelzebub just got back from his morning jog when he spotted your figure sitting up, finally have woken from your peaceful slumber. "Good morning!" He chirped, in quite the chipper mood now that you're awake. You just grumble something under your breath, rubbing the sleepiness out of your eyes with the heel of your palm.

Waiting for you to wake up, he tells you about what he saw on his jog, recounting many interesting tales of what happens before 10 in the morning. "Really?" You chuckle at a few stories, stretching out your body. "Ha, I've got some work to do today..." You mumble, "I'll probably be home late."

"I'll wait for you." He says, giving you that charming smile that sends your stomach fluttering. "Or maybe I'll visit, you just started the job at the new café, right? They have burgers?"

"Mmhm," You get up, getting ready... You still haven't done it yet, Beelzebub notices, upon the silence the settles over the two of you. Usually the silence is nice, comfortable, but you can tell something is wrong— especially when you peek at Beelzebub through the mirror. He looks like a kicked puppy.

Heart clenching in your chest, you turn around and tilt your head. "What's wrong, bub?"

"It's nothing..." He says, but you can tell somethings bothering him. You walk over to him, giving him a pointed look. "Really, it's nothi-" Gently taking his face in your hands, you pull him down to press a kiss to his forehead. The change in his mood could be record changing.

"Tell me what's wrong," Beel wraps his arms around you, pulling you tightly against him.

"It's all better now," He chuckles, nuzzling into you. Still a bit confused, you can sense the difference in his attitude.

"Well, if you say so." You pat his back, pressing another kiss to his cheek that has his mood lifting even more. Hm, but what could've caused that sour mood just moments ago? Oh well, at least he's happy now!

BELPHEGOR

fine. he didn't even want a kiss or an 'i love you' so just go do whatever is more important— wait, no, he was just kidding come back~~~

All your moving around is disturbing his slumber. Frowning, he shifts around so he can watch as you move around the room, getting ready for your day. Why? Can't you just lay in bed with him and peppering him in love and affection? Speaking of...

"Hey," He calls out, and although he didn't necessarily mean to, he glares at you. "Where are you going?" He doesn't let you talk though, instead cutting you off before you had the chance, "'nd were you just gonna leave without wakin' me? Hm?"

"You're awake, aren't you?" You quirk a brow, pulling on your shoes. He snorts, rolling his eyes. Smartass.

"Yeah, but not the way I like waking up." You glance over at him, thinking back on how you usually wake him up (lots of kisses and sweet nothings). You hum, tapping your chin in thought.

"And how is that, hm?" Belphegor grumbles under his breath— you're pretty sure he called you some not so kind words. You wait, almost smugly, for him to tell you just how much he wants your affection. Instead he just scoffs and rolls over.

"Whatever. Leave, you're disturbing me." Sighing, you stand off of the bed and start to walk towards the door. Your steps loud and slow, signaling just how far away you're getting, symbolizing his time to beg for your love running out.

You don't even see him stir from his spot, not until your hand makes contact with the doorknob. "Wow, you're really gonna leave just like that? Tch, what a mean partner you are." He sits up, glaring at you even more intensely. "Seriously, I-!" His words die in his throat as you run to him and tackle him to the bed, peppering his face in kisses.

"Uggghhh, st- stop it!" He cries, weakly pushing your face away whilst actively pushing his face closer to your lips. But soon his attempts to deny your affection dies out and he just melts into you. "You're so clingy," He mumbles, wrapped around you like a koala.

"Mmhm, I'm the clingy one." You mutter sarcastically. "Alright, I really do have to go though- Hey, Belphie! Let go!" You squeal as he rolls over with you, surprisingly strong grip.

"Just a few more minutes- and who said you could stop kissing me?"

﹙ ✿ ﹚thank you for reading. have a wonderful day, darling!

[another-lost-mc]

the characters finding out about mc's fwb but instead of it being with a random demon, it's solomon >>>>

them being flabbergasted not only about the situation but that you have the arrangement with that shady sorcerer. also frustrated because of course you'd take comfort on the only other human in the devildom!

➤ when they find out solomon is your fwb

characters: the demon brothers + dateables

1k words | gn!reader | nsfw | snarky and suggestive

c/w: jealousy, non-explicit sexual content, implied voyeurism, implied threesomes/moresomes

related: finding out you having a fwb: the demon brothers | the dateables

disappointed but not surprised: lucifer, beelzebub, diavolo

They warned you, didn't they?

Solomon is the shadiest sorcerer to ever exist. He's powerful and unpredictable and he can't even be called human anymore. Why in all the Devildom did you have to pick him? You could've had literally anyone else!

Unheeded warnings about not getting too close to Solomon turn into vague reminders that the demons are there to save you from that white-haired menace if you ever need them to.

Lucifer sneaks behind your back and gives Solomon the world's scariest shovel talk, which is a little silly since this was only supposed to be a casual arrangement for comfort and intimacy. (Of course, no one realized that you and Solomon managed to catch feels along the way.) Lucifer's thinly-veiled threats promising a painful demise should be enough to scare anyone away.

None of them expect Solomon to abruptly end your casual relationship so that he can date you officially instead. He looks far too smug with himself when you hold his hand at RAD in front of the others or when he becomes a semi-regular visitor at the House of Lamentation.

Your undeniable happiness is a constant reminder to the others that they underestimated both humans in the exchange program.

why didn't anyone stop them?! (yeah, they're jealous af): mammon, leviathan, satan, belphegor

This is awful. Isn't this why they were supposed to keep an eye on you, to keep you from getting mixed up with people like him?!

"Weren't you supposed to do that, Mammon?"

"Shuddup!"

They hate Solomon's guts. They don't think he deserves you. (They might not deserve you either, but you could do a hell of a lot better than him!)

They roll their eyes and gag dramatically when Solomon kisses your cheek or cozies up beside you in the cafeteria at lunch. When you're not looking, they shoot daggers at him and make not-too-subtle gestures that translate roughly to I'm watching you and if you hurt them, you die. They're less subtle and more aggressive than Lucifer is, and Solomon thinks it's hilarious.

He knows how lucky he is that he caught your eye first and not them. He'd be lying to himself if he said he didn't enjoy rubbing it in their faces just a little bit. Maybe he forgets to use a silencing charm on your bedroom door when he fucks you in the House of Lamentation.

Maybe he wears low-collar shirts to show off the fresh line of marks you made around the base of his neck. He leaves a toothbrush in your ensuite bathroom and spare clothes in your closet.

Sometimes you wear his clothes when you don't have class because they still smell like him. You don't notice the demons sitting beside you at breakfast twitch in their seats and suddenly lose their appetites.

You feel so fortunate that you found friendship and love in the Devildom. Your friends tell you (and themselves) that they're happy for you too. You don't notice how fake their smiles are when they see you together (but Solomon does).

they're surprisingly okay with it and no one understands why: asmodeus, barbatos, simeon

They don’t know whether to blame fate or their own bad luck that brought you and Solomon together. They grudgingly admit you could do a lot worse than the white-haired menace that seems to adore you. As long as you’re happy and treated well, they don't feel it’s their place to interfere.

The others might sulk and pretend they’re not disappointed, or they might be openly belligerent about it, but some of your friends still support you above all else.

Asmo drags you into his room and gossips with you about Solomon while he does your nails. Tell me, you can be honest—how is he in bed with you? I’ve never seen him like this with anyone else! Oh, I bet he's so romantic, isn't he~ He’s curious about your relationship and teases you for intimate details that are too personal to share, but you know he's genuinely excited for you.

Barbatos doesn’t say much about your relationship openly, but he enjoys reminding the others that if they were less distracted by their own foolishness, they wouldn’t have taken you for granted.

Simeon welcomes you with open arms as a guest to Purgatory Hall when the atmosphere at the House of Lamentation grows too stifling. He does his best to make sure Solomon doesn’t completely ruin dinner when you visit in the evenings. He enjoys discussing books and your other shared interests when the sorcerer is busy; Solomon knows you're safe with the angels in his absence.

Like Asmo and Barbatos, you grow closer with Simeon as well through your mutual connections to Solomon. You might not realize what they’re up to when they try to spend more time with you outside of class, but Solomon does. Their sweet gestures of comfort linger far too long to be considered platonic, and the way desire creeps into their eyes when they gaze at you from afar would irritate him if they were anyone else.

He has long, colourful pasts with both Asmo and Barbatos, and Simeon quickly became one of his trusted friends while living in the close quarters of Purgatory Hall together. It wouldn't be the first time Solomon invited one of his acquaintances for a little bit of fun in the bedroom, but that was only to share casual partners he didn’t have feelings for. The thought of sharing you with anyone else nearly drives him to violence.

Time dulls those jealous impulses, and he admits how appealing it would be to watch you with one (or more) of them together. You’re so lovely in the throes of pleasure, and there's a certain thrill from watching on the sidelines. He knows they'll obey without question when he tells them how to touch you, and he can savor watching you fall apart under their hands and his sinful commands. He gets hard just imagining you crying out his name when you cum, even if one of the others is between your legs instead of him.

If you admit to feeling desire for any of them, he'll discuss those delicious possibilities with you too.

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[harunayuuka2060]

Levi: ...

Child MC: ...Levi?

Levi: A-Ah, yes. I'm sorry.

Child MC: *stares at him curiously*

Levi: Sh-Shouldn't you be with someone? It's dangerous to go out alone.

Child MC: I was with Mammon earlier and we got separated.

Levi: That idiot-

Levi: ...

Levi: Do you know the way back to the house of lamentation?

Child MC: *shakes their head*

Levi: W-Well then. I will take you there.

Child MC: *holds his hand*

Levi: !!!

Levi: What are you doing?

Child MC: There are many people.

Levi: R-Right. Don't let go of my hand or you'll be lost again.

Child MC: *nods*

Child MC and Levi: *have arrived*

Lucifer: Can't you remember where you left them?!

Mammon: No! I- MC! I have been looking for you!

Lucifer: Oh dear- *rushes towards them and carries them up*

Lucifer: Do you know how worried I was?

Child MC: Levi saw me in the street.

Lucifer: Thank you, Levi.

Levi: Yeah, yeah. Just be careful next time.

Child MC: Thank you, Levi. *smiles*

Levi: ...

Levi: *frowns* Don't smile like that! *runs to his room*

Child MC: ...

Child MC: *turns to Lucifer*

Child MC: Luci, did I do something wrong?

Lucifer: No. You didn't do anything.

Mammon: Yeah. Levi is always like that. Anyway, where were we?

Mammon: Don't leave my sight again!

Child MC: But you were the one who ran off...

Lucifer: Mammon.

Mammon: Eek!

Child MC: Beel, does Levi hate me?

Beel: Levi?

Beel: ...

Beel: No. I don't think he does. Why? Is he being mean to you?

Child MC: No. But he doesn't like it when I'm smiling at him.

Beel: ...

Beel: MC, you just need to understand him. Okay?

Beel: There's a reason why he's acting like that.

Child MC: Can't I know why?

Beel: Unfortunately, you can't. At least not for now.

Child MC: Okay.

Diavolo: Ah! My sweet child! How have you been?

Lucifer: They're doing fine, Diavolo.

Diavolo: *chuckles* You don't need to answer for them every single time, Lucifer. Right, MC?

Child MC: *nods*

Diavolo: Oh. By the way, can you guess why I'm here?

Child MC: You skipped work.

Lucifer: *laughs*

Diavolo: I-No. I mean, *clears throat* Papa Dia wants to take you on a vacation.

Lucifer: *immediately frowns* And where are you taking them?

Diavolo: To many fun and beautiful places?

Lucifer: *stern* Diavolo, they're starting school soon.

Diavolo: What do you mean by "school"? We already talked about this. They're taking private lessons.

Lucifer: I want to send them to a school in the human world.

Diavolo: That is infeasible. You can't be gone for long away in Devildom.

Lucifer: Yes. Yes, I can.

Child MC: ...

Child MC: *decided to leave them to their discussion*

Child MC: Levi?

Levi: *crying in "MC's" room* What are you doing here? This place is off-limits*

Child MC: I was on my way to my room.

Levi: *wipes away his tears* That doesn't explain why you're here.

Child MC: Why are you crying? *goes to sit next to him*

Levi: ...

Levi: I'm crying because I'm missing someone special to me.

Child MC: Oh. *sad frowns*

Levi: ...

Levi: You missed someone too?

Child MC: *nods* I'm wondering if he's alright. But it's Rapha so... he's probably fine.

Levi: ...

Levi: *pats their head* We're the same then. Our special someone left us.

Child MC: Is yours not coming back?

Levi: ...

Levi: Yes.

Barbatos: Hello, Luke.

Luke: I'm not here for pleasantries.

Barbatos: I'm aware.

Luke: Did you already forget about the agreement between the three worlds?

Luke: That no human should ever step Devildom again?

Barbatos: I'm afraid there was never an agreement like that.

Luke: But you had acknowledged it!

Barbatos: Yes. However, the young master strongly went against it.

Barbatos: I am merely a servant. My opinion doesn't matter to him.

Luke: ...

Luke: I shouldn't have believed your words then.

Barbatos: My apologies, Luke.

Luke: ...

Luke: I will continue to keep an eye on you. Remember that.

Barbatos: I will. *then watches him leave*

Barbatos: ...

Barbatos: It will never be the same anymore.

[jazeswhbhaven]

Hello!! I'm not so sure if you've done something similar, but could I request a headcanon for the kings + lucifer and the seraphims on how they react if MC doesn't like getting carried and even if they try to carry them they're just trying to break free and doing shits to make it ”impossible” to carry them and to like avoid it because they think they're heavy? Thank you!!

Hi anon, thank you for waiting! I haven't done anything like this before so yay :D Let's start with our seraphim first <3 Michael: He only needed to carry MC because they were walking too slow, he's got places to be. MC refuses, shoving his arms away and even sitting down on the ground to say they'd wait for him to come back instead. After two minutes of arguing, he scoops them up anyway and throws them over his shoulder while they hold on for dear life thinking they'd fall. Wait...is he f l y i ng????!!!

Gabriel: He's only managed to get his arms around them before MC literally scratches his arm trying to tell him to put them down. This surprises the angel so much that he makes it a goal now to pick them up. MC will have their arms wrapped around whatever object they can, everyone else looking at the two of them bickering in the street over Gabe trying to carry them to prove a point. He does give up eventually.

Raphael: He doesn't take no for an answer, scooping up MC in bridal style and smirking. "See, light as a feather." MC at this point is shoving his face away and demanding they be put down immediately but this angel likes teasing MC in anyway possible. After a few curses and face shoves he does put them down and plans on doing it again later.

Satan: He loves getting an opportunity to attempt carrying MC, only because they chew him out so much. There was one time where MC bit him, and well...let's just say they made it worse for themselves in the end, being that he picked them up anyway, carried them to his room and neither of them came back out for hours. *wink*

Mammon: He's so used to being beat up by Satan that MC's hits on his massive chest mean nothing as he picks them up. However, after hearing out MC, Mammon doesn't carry them anymore. Instead he has other things carry MC, as in a custom floating chair powered by one of his AIs. He simply just doesn't think his Master should have to walk is all when Tartaros. Beelzebub: He only attempts to pick up MC as a form of teasing. He likes to see them try and make their weight heavy so he can't pick them up, he'll even pretend he's struggling or is about to drop them. But he will playfully laugh, leaving MC alone after they start to make a serious face (which is one of his favorite faces of theirs) Leviathan: MC doesn't have to worry about this king too much on picking them up and carrying them. He simply refuses stating that they can walk and he shouldn't have to 'baby' them. But there was one time during an attack on Hades, where an angel targeted MC and that was the only time MC was carried, indirectly by a series of tentacles that Levi summons.

Lucifer: He doesn't really understand why MC insists so much that they don't like be carried. Especially when they injure themselves. Luci does respect their wishes, but doesn't take no for an answer when they're badly hurt, scooping them up and carrying them bridal style to Morax's office to be healed. Not much MC can say when there's blood running down their leg and it hurts like hell.

[skyeslittlecorner]

Omg loveeee your works and the smol kings 😍 Can I have some more plssssss 🥺 Like MC teasing them for being so little (poke and bite those cheeks... 👉👈), then carrying them in their hands for cuddles or some kissie and huggie 🥹🥹🥹 Or any other fluff stuff too!!!!!

Ahhh they're just too precious 🥺 Nobles move aside, it's time to take care of these rascals personally. Little, lovable rascals. The more I see them like this, the more I hope that PB will take the opportunity and turn them into kids one day. Even for a moment. Let me hold and cuddle baby Satan pleeeaseee 🙏🙏

PS. I swear it supposed to be fluff BUT Levi said noooo who need fluff when we can have ✨trauma✨. He doesn't cooperate even in fanfics.

Satan

Remember how Sitri was worried about whether it was good idea to show Satan to people of Gehenna? You found out how wrong he was as soon as the other kids appeared on the horizon. Satan's gaze was glued to them. Silenced by the Paimon’s bubble gum, tearing the teddy bears brought by Leraye, didn't even pay attention to the nobles, he just grabbed your hand and pointed towards the group of kids with sticks.

"Over there! Let’s go!"

You were alone with him for a while, but it wouldn't hurt if you two went out to play, right? He didn't need the nobles' presence. But you? You were supposed to sit with him and the kids. When Satan took a stick they were pretending is a gun, you expected to get one too. Instead, he stood in front of you and stated seriously:

“You're my queen, you don't fight! I'm fighting for you.”

He looked so cute that you burst out laughing and pinched his fluffy cheek. He groaned and pushed your hand away. 

"No! You can't! You don't do that to warriors!”

“Then protect me bravely, my king.”

You moved away to a safe distance so as not to accidentally get hit by a piece of bark or a bullet of the mud. Two women who stood a little further away, apparently the mothers of some kids from group, invited you to join them.

“I didn't know you had children, he looks so sweet…”

“He's really strong! Just like his majesty Satan. Incredible”

You watched tenderly as the little ones rolled in the dust and puddles. Kids. You had to explain everything to the women, but maybe not yet. A family with him… The very idea melted you inside. More and more often you wondered if you really wanted to come back to Earth.

Mammon

You were gone for fifteen minutes at most. It took you a moment of wandering around the gallery to find the bathroom, and then an even longer moment not to get lost in the bathroom itself (why was a sauna there?). As you returned to the alley where you left the nobles with the little king, you heard howling. You had a bad feeling. They were confirmed when you turned between the shelves and a scene straight from Dante's Inferno appeared before your eyes.

Bimet was crouching and waving toy cars, Eligos was swinging a gold-plated candy bar, and Mammon was sitting on the floor and crying. Valefor was the only one who looked conscious, with the phone to his ear.

“There you are,” he smiled with relief as you came closer in your stupor. “I tried to call you. His Majesty… You see what happened as soon as you left us.”

Bimet narrowed his eyes and huffed.

“Come here and fix it.”

You didn't even feel like making fun of them because this sobbing was tearing your heart apart. Mammon was really tiny as a child. You knelt down and gathered him in your arms, his slim body clinging to you with all his frail strength. He calmed down, but only a little.

“Here, here. Everything's fine. What happened?"

“I found… something… for you.” His voice was interrupted by hiccups. "But you were not there…"

You kissed the top of his head, between the curled horns. His head sometimes tilted to the left, where the heavier horn was.

“Shhh, I won't leave you anymore.”

“You promise?”

You nodded, and the kid smiled through his tears. He sniffed and pressed a candy bracelet into your hand. When he grabbed your hand, you felt that he still had some of his adult strength in him. From now on, you were forbidden to leave his side.

Beelzebub

You spent the entire day running back and forth around Avisos after the little king who refused to sit still. You thought your legs were going to fall off. When you were sitting on the couch in the office and the little boy was falling asleep on your lap, you realized that you simply went about it wrong. It was a better idea to take him to the feast immediately. It's true that he ate three pubs, but this bill was nothing compared to his usual conquests. He lay curled up, his head in your lap, holding your hand.

“My tummy hurts.”

Bael, although he took pity enough not to rush him to work, still preferred to have you both with him, in the office.

“So you didn't have to eat that much?”

“I am the king of gluttony.”

“You're a little worm, Beel. This is how you end up mixing newt eyes with Eastern European moonshine. Next time you'll think about what you're cooking."

He was answered by a childish grumble, as Beel squeezed your hand tighter.

“Don't listen to Bael, he's stupid. It tasted so nice…”

"I heard it."

"He worries about you." You stroked the blond hair that you had already braided.

Beel wanted to talk to you again, take you somewhere, but you saw that his eyes were closing completely. You laid down on the couch and let him snuggle against your chest. 

Bael just glanced at you, but soon you were both asleep. He sighed and covered you with the blanket, and now that Beelzebub was asleep, he could stroke his hair a little too. Stupid... but he's still his king. And a friend, after all.

Leviathan

Young Levi was even quieter than usual, and much, much more fearful. He didn't want to have anything to do with anyone. He hid in corners and nooks, and the fact that he was tiny didn't help. You knew that the invisible Foras was watching over him, but that didn't calm you down. A gift for this child came to your mind, when you saw that all the pens were missing from the desk.

You found Levi hidden behind his coffin, with a stack of notes scattered around. All the drawings were black, gloomy and hastily sketched.

“Leviathan?”

He started like a frightened deer ready to run away.

“Don't go, please… it's me. It's just me. I have something for you."

He didn't back down, but he didn't invite you in either. Still, you sat down across from him and placed a new pack of colored pencils next to drawings. He looked at them, his small lips quivering as if he were holding back tears.

“I don't want them.”

"Why?"

“It wasn't… it wasn't colorful there.”

His drawings made it all too clear to you what he was thinking. You saw the castle of Hades and the spindly Levi himself. You could tell by the horns. But other children, with broken horns, with bandages...

“They want you to be happy.” You reached out and wiped away the tears that ran down his pale cheeks. Little fists rubbed eyes in anger. Tears came to your own eyes as you looked at his silent pain.

Leviathan himself must have felt terrified, because he stood up and staggered closer. Trembling fingers grabbed your sleeve. A piercing sob hit you straight in the heart. All you could do was cradle him in your arms. 

You took a new piece of paper, the brightest color you could find, and started to draw. You gently stroked the shaking shoulders and only picked up the paper when you finished.

"Look here."

Your artistic skills left much to be desired, especially that you didn’t draw with your leading hand, because thi one was holding a crying child. The picture of Levi with his nobles and, above all, you, was bursting with colors. Foras must have had a lot of fun seeing this, but you had to swallow your pride.

“It's nasty.” Levi commented through tears. “And Glasyal looks like he has a hump. That's not how it should look."

But you managed to distract him. Now, until he fell asleep in your arms, little Leviathan never left your side.

[he-calls-me-kitten]

Jealousy, Jealousy (Part 1)

Solomon x F! MC

Long Slowburn, Angst to comfort, Rough language and behaviour

"I'm resigning as your apprentice, Solomon." The conviction in your voice was clear. You had clearly contemplated it for some time.

"You're... you're not even close to ready for higher level magic MC-" Solomon was clearly caught off-guard. More shocked than displeased.

"I don't need it. I don't need anything to do with magic or being a sorceror. I just- I'm done. So thank you for everything so far, but you won't need to waste your time with me anymore." You barely met his eyes before you walked out.

💮

This was two days ago. You were careful to tell him on a Friday, so you could avoid him for the weekend.

Mammon and Asmo both asked you whether you'd like to go out with them, but you refused. You didn't want to run into him on the streets either.

A part of you felt guilty for doing that to him. He did deserve an explanation atleast. But what could you possibly tell him?

I can't be around you anymore because I'm desperately in love with you but you already seem to have someone else.

No. It makes no sense. It sounds so juvenile and conceited, you shake your head and bite the inside of your cheek. You cringe at how strange and tense your next interaction with him might be.

But that wasn't a good enough reason for Lucifer to let you stay home. So you took a deep breath and left for RAD.

💮

To your relief, you had no classes in common in the first half. At lunch you sat alone, in a place where you'd usually never sit. Further lowering the chance to see him. So you ended up with a friendly bunch of Succubi from your classes.

They were complaining about how the assignments were too long to complete in one week and you wholeheartedly agreed. While one of them was mimicking the professor's stern voice, another one screamed.

She was holding up her phone and squealing in excitement. You peered at it. Asmo posted a new Devilgram story.

Of course.

You feigned interest to match the energy of these excited fangirls. But honestly you'd lost your appetite, listening to the conversation.

"Oh look, isn't that Solomon in the back? Oh he looks extra smoldering today. I wonder where he's staring so intently?"

"Yes yes that's definitely him. They're always together aren't they? Like an old married couple haha!"

"Solomon stays in Asmo's room when he stays at HOL, doesn't he? Oooh I wonder what sort of kinky things they get up to in there?!"

Asmo is incapable of loving him. He has known him for centuries and yet doesn't know anything about him. Even simple things like his favourite work of fiction or his music tastes. He has never taken interest in what Solomon's works or passions.

"Oh but I've heard Lucifer is more Solomon's type. Did you know he's been trying to get a pact with him since the last century?"

"Oh yeah I've definitely seen them around too. There's even fanart of them in the RAD fansites now ahaha!"

"They are totally like rivals to lovers. Did you see the magical duel they got into once? They are so equally matched!"

Lucifer cannot stand the sight of him, let alone trust him. He always told me how dubious and shady Solomon was, literally asking me to shut him up and keep him away once I became a sorceror.

You couldn't sit and stew in this conversation anymore, painfully close to puking out all the contents of your stomach. But they caught you trying to leave.

"What about you, MC? As his apprentice who do you think suits romantically Solomon?"

Me.

You wanted to scream it. But you didn't. How selfish and conceited of you. Who the hell were you decide? And it's not like people were not allowed to have their opinions on it. You couldn't in your right mind, judge them for simply making the most logical assumptions.

"Haha I honestly couldn't tell. We never really talked about things like these." You laughed awkwardly before excusing yourself. The bell rang just in time. You headed straight to class.

💮

You were clutching your books to your chest. How did things turn out like this? You were sure to be as fast as possible. How did all the seats get filled up? And why was the only empty seat next to Solomon?

"MC, please come in and sit down. We need to get the class started." The professor said, impatiently. You nodded in apology and headed in the direction of your doom.

You could feel his eyes on focused on you, sending chills down your spine. But you didn't dare glance more than once. It didn't help that this was a double period.

And anytime your hands or elbows accidentally touched, you flinched, muttering soft apologies and tried to move your seat away. But somehow your seat was being pulled back into place again.

"The next assignment is to be done in pairs. So everyone partner up with person you're sitting next to and finish it by next class. Class dismissed."

Oh, just my fucking luck.

"I'll come by the House of Lamentation at 7:30 tonight." His voice was icy as he got up from his seat, moving back so you get out of class first. On your way home, all you could hear was the sound of your heart pounding wildly.

💮

You were suprised that the house was still empty at 7. You texted the brothers asking if something happened.

Satan texted back about how there had been a sudden increase influx of student requests and the student council has too many of them to review.

Beel texted you to eat without them cause they might have to stay in school overnight. You felt your anxiety rise. The thought of being all alone in the house with Solomon...

The doorbell rung exactly at 7:30. You opened the door and welcomed him in. The coldness never left his eyes. His footsteps were deliberately slower and more weighted as he followed you to your room.

"I've set up the initial requirements of the experiment, so if you have the magical items and extracts, we can just get started right away-"

SLAM!

The door shut and locked loudly behind him. You thought you could get away with pretending everything was fine but clearly he had different intentions.

"I believe you owe me some explanations, MC." He walked over to the bed, grabbing your wrist along. You could feel the repressed anger in his grip. It scared and excited you all at once.

You found yourself cornered against the wall behind the bed, your ankles binded together by his glowing ropes. Struggling was useless. He leaned forward until you could feel his hot breath on your lips.

"Sorry about the extreme measure MC, but you have a rather unpleasant habit of running away from conversations."

💮

To be continued....

[felice-jaganshi]

My Fallen Apple

Lucifer X Reader

Chapter 9

“Oh… I- I forgot to tell them you're- wah!” He was suddenly yanked away by Mammon!

 

“She's a fucking angel!” He screamed. Tex hid Bee behind him and even Ozzie was trying to keep Fizz from you. Satan growled and came forward.

“Were you sent by heaven to fuck with him further?! Wasn't banishing him punishment enough, now you fuckers have to break his heart too?!”

You're shaking like a leaf, crawling away from the demon you consider a friend literally minutes ago. “I'll fucking kill all of-” this time he's the one cut off, as Lucifer sucker punches him in the jaw. You can see mammon behind him holding his gut in pain. Next thing you know, you're in Lucifer's arms and his wings are wrapped around you. His horns are out, as is his tail and his eyes are reversed in color. 

 

“Not today Satan. Or ever. Calm the fuck down .” He roared the last word, and you felt the power of it in your whole body. This was the king of hell heaven told you to fear.

Bee spoke next, “But Luci, She's…”

“An angel? Yeah, I've known that since day one when she fell. She's like me okay?! Adam himself pushed her out, and she lives here in hell now. With me. I just… I didn't tell any of you because I knew you'd judge her and freak out before you got the chance to know her like I do.”  They all still look at you nervously, and it's heartbreaking. These are your friends, and they're afraid of you. You're about to cry, when Fizzarolli makes his way out of Ozzie's arms and runs to your side. Lucifer eyes him and Fizz holds up his hands, approaching slowly, before smiling at you and pulling out a handkerchief, and another, and another, and- yes it's a string of infinite handkerchiefs coming from the pocket of his swim trunks. It makes you chuckle a bit from the absurdity of it, and he smiles.

 

“Hey hey, there's that laugh. So you're not my favorite sinner anymore. You're just my favorite angel now!” He smiled fondly at you, making sure you know, that you really know he's not afraid of you. Your tears fall anyway and he's quick to dry them with one of the handkerchiefs. Lucifer smiled, glad to see at least one of your friends has some sense in them. Slowly, the others start to come around, realizing they fucked up.

Bee and Ozzie are both the first to hug you and Lucifer both and start apologizing over each other. Satan and Mammon are next to offer nervous embarrassed apologies, and Levi just quietly says his sorry without much fanfare. 

You accept all the apologies and finally everyone relaxes and the energy is back to what it was before. But there's a slight tiredness to it all now. Everyone is ready to go home back to their ring and process everything that's happened.

“Hey, how about we make these meetings a yearly thing, rather than every 100 years?” Lucifer suggests, and everyone seems to immediately perk up at the idea.

________

 

You're back in the castle now, back in warm comfy clothes, just hanging out in Lucifer's workshop on the couch he'd put in there recently for you two to just chill sometimes. There's a slightly awkward tension in the space between you… He places a hand in that space, waiting to see if you'd reach out to him. And you do. You take his hand, and you put it around your shoulders as you snuggle into his side like you used to “as friends” just yesterday. 

You feel the relief wash over him as he pulls you in close and kisses the top of your head.

“So, that was fun.”

“Yeah, it was. I like the idea of making that a yearly trip too.”

“Yeah… I um… So Charlie is really okay with this? You talked with her already from the sound of the others?” He sounds so nervous, but his hand is rubbing your arm, and playing with the hem of your short shirt sleeve. It's soothing.

 

“Yeah, she and I spoke about it a while ago. She just wanted me to promise I'd never hurt you. And I won't. I'm making the same promise to you, I'll never hurt you. Not on purpose.” You amend the last part in because, well, everyone makes mistakes. You know you're not perfect, but who in hell is?! Or heaven for that matter!?

 

“I meant it when I said I love you too.” He said suddenly, breaking you from your thoughts. “I know I'm not the easiest person to love… I have a lot of issues. Depression, social anxiety, adhd, just to name a few.” He sighed, “It won't be easy to be my girlfriend. That's probably why Lilith got sick of me. My issues just got worse over time.”

 

You kiss his cheek, “Those aren't deal-breakers for me Luci, you've got so many amazing traits too. You're creative, a loving father, you're witty and charming, you put 120% into the things you care about! Your passion and care is beautiful, and speaking of beautiful, I haven't even touched on how handsome you are. And you're so affectionate and gentle and-” You're cut off by a kiss.

It's warm and passionate and he pushes you back on the couch, his hands on your waist.

 

After a moment he pulls away, his voice low and warm, “Sorry, but if you keep praising me like that, I'm gonna have to show you why I'm the Lord of the Pride ring.” He then slides his thumb over your lower lip, “Heh, look at that, a kiss and a few words and you're redder than my wings. It's a nice color on you. Hey, how about we make out in the duck pile?”

………

And with that you can't help but groan, “That… is the least sexy place we could make out.”

He throws his head back and laughs! “Yeah, but it'd be fun! Come on, trust me, I'll even let you sit on my lap.” He got up and offered you a hand, “Come on~ my little apple, I won't bite.” He flashed a grin of his sharp teeth. “Unless you ask very nicely. ”

[dyslexicmammon]

Unwanted

Characters: Lucifer (Obey me!), Solomon (Obey me!) [not together]

CW// SFW, Angst ig? Yelling, Implied Lucifer x Mc, Implied Solomon x Mc, Nightbringer MC/attendant MC, You/Your pronouns used

A/N: Hiii~ I haven't written something in ages and I literally cannot remember how this drabble came about but, here you go. I couldn't find a way to end it because for me, Solomon is very hard to write for/about. The ending is open to add onto if you would like! uhhh idk what else to add. I'm gonna try and write more of my ideas since I'm having a hard time with art atm. Again this is just a short drabble lol

Chapter 2 / Ao3 / Divider Credit

“Here's some food Lucifer, you haven’t eaten all day and I’m worried- '' You were cut off by a groan. Lucifer rubbed his brow and with disdain in his voice “If I was hungry I would have come down to eat at the agreed times. I don’t need you out of all people to worry about me. Leave.” He touches his tongue with his gloved hand then goes to turn the page of the documents he’s currently working on, not daring to look up from his work. 

Tears well up in your eyes as you place the well-prepared food you had made for the ungrateful Avatar of Pride down on his desk. On your way out you accidentally slam his study door behind you. You suddenly get a ping on your D.D.D, with its familiar and expected buzz you knew it was Solomon “I’m waiting outside ❤ ️”. You begin to move away from Lucifer's study, sighing and clutching your D.D.D to your chest. You hear a faint call of your name from behind the door. Ignoring it, you begin to make your exit. 

The tears are having a hard time staying in as they desperately roll down your cheeks. In the main hall you spot Mammon and Beel who were talking about dinner. Desperately trying to go unrecognised by them you begin to walk further to the left of the hall you were now sharing. “Where do ya think you’re going mc??” Mammon reaches out to grab your arm. Without thinking you pull away, only sniffling in response. “Yeah we haven’t had dinner yet” Beel says with a sympathetic half smile. Wiping your tears aside and in a shaky voice you apologise to the hungry demon. Looking at him, hoping to see that compassionate smile you once knew from your long nights hanging out and eating snacks. Only to be met with a faint smile from the gluttonous demon.

Mammon laughs nervously, feeling the tension in the air then announces “It's okay Beel! We don’t need some attendant taking care of us! We got this!” and giving his brother a slap on the back. Feeling unwelcome from the 2 oldest brothers' attitude you pick up your pace once again and head straight for the front door. A couple moments pass or faint grumbles from both demons until you hear the Avatar of Greed as he runs and reaches for your hand “Hey! You haven’t had dinner yet either!”. Unable to hold back the tears anymore, a steady stream begins to trail down your face as you start crying uncontrollably. “You said it yourself! You can cook yourself and your brother's dinner just fine. You can also clean up after yourself. You don’t need me! so let go Mammon!” You had never raised your voice at any of them before. After pulling yourself free from his grasp, you exclaim “Solomon is taking me out to dinner & I have to go. Not that you people care if I’m here or not. Oh and don’t bother cooking for Lucifer either.” Suddenly looking up at the banister, like he had control over your body you noticed the demon himself. Trying to hide the panic in your eyes you wipe away your tears and swiftly begin your descent upon the front door once more, ready to brace the elements. “Have a nice night.” you say, your voice cracking a little before slamming the door behind you. 

With the tension seemingly broken by the wooden door now between you and the avatars the tears flow harder than ever before and the air becomes heavy in your lungs. That's when you hear light human footsteps rushing towards you. Solomon was now staring in shock. With his face merely inches away from your own. He quickly but gently wraps his arms around you and holds the back of your head. “Oh my, Mc what's happened? Why are you upset?” Responding to his touch, your arms snake around his chest as you wail into his shoulder. Hearing the demons on the other side fast approaching, he picks you up and casts a shield spell to protect you and silence the yells of a certain white haired demon.  

“Let's get you out of here my love, our date can wait” he quickly begins to escort you away from the HOL. You can hear faint yells from what you assume to be the brothers calling your name...

[misc-obeyme]

Hello you're such a good freaking writer! Blankets for Mammon for the cozy comforts event?

Hi there, anon! Thank you, I'm so glad you enjoy my writing!

Okay, well, this is the cozy comforts event because I am cozy and comfortable when I'm writing all the cheesy fluff. And that's all I gotta say about this one lol.

Thank you for participating!

COZY COMFORTS EVENT

GN!MC x Mammon with prompt blanket

Warnings: none

Whenever you feel a little sad, you find yourself wandering to Mammon's room. The way he grins the minute he sees you never fails to cheer you up. But even if he isn't there, it's his space and it feels like him. He's come back to find you, sprawled on his couch or curled up on his bed. It's like you're only waiting for him to walk in so you can start feeling happy again.

When he's not around, you seem to always be drawn to one blanket in particular. It's a nice one - black and gold, by some expensive Devildom brand name you're not familiar with. He told you once that he worked hard to buy it for himself. You love the way it smells like his Devilish No 5 when you wrap it around your shoulders. It's like he's right there, hugging you close.

The first time you have to return to the human world, he blushes and stutters when he gives it to you. You blink in surprise at him as he holds it out to you.

"Did ya think I didn't notice, human?" he says.

Having that blanket with you makes you feel less lonely as you spend time away from the Devildom. When you come back, you can't bear to be parted with it, so you keep it. Everyone sees what it means to you, how you tend to keep it around your shoulders when you're in a bad mood or just need a bit of comfort.

Until one day you notice that the blanket doesn't smell like Mammon anymore. It doesn't quite feel like him the way it used to. You use it less and less, seeking out the actual demon whenever you can instead.

Mammon notices that you've been keeping the blanket folded neatly on your bed, but he doesn't say anything.

One day you come back to the House of Lamentation and realize that you haven't seen Mammon all day. You go looking for him and find him in your own room. He's sitting on your bed, wrapped in the black and gold blanket. He looks pitiful, like he's just had the worst day of his life.

You come over to sit down beside him. He's despondent as he tells you about losing bets and failed schemes.

You tug on the edge of the blanket. "This always makes me feel better. Is it helping you?"

The blush that cover's Mammon's face is instant and deep. He hides it halfway behind the blanket. "Smells like ya."

You consider this statement and realize it must be true. The blanket lost the smell of Mammon's cologne long ago, but you never smelled anything different on it. Because now the blanket smelled like you.

"Ya kinda stopped usin' it, though, huh," Mammon says and you can't help hearing the note of sadness in his tone.

You nudge him a little, to make him lift his arm. You duck under it so you're both under the blanket, Mammon's arm wrapped snugly around you. You lean your head on his shoulder. "I liked it because it smelled like you. It felt like you. It was like I had you hugging me even when you weren't there. But now it smells like me? I hadn't noticed."

Mammon puffs out his chest a bit. "Miss the Great Mammon when he ain't around, do ya?"

"Yeah," you say easily, making him squirm a little.

After that, the two of you trade off who has the blanket. Whenever you need him and he's not there, you find the blanket. Whenever he needs you, he takes it back. And although no object could replace the real thing, it acts as a temporary comfort, warming you with its memories until you can find yourselves back in each other's arms.

cozy comforts | masterlist | Thank you for reading!

[everlastlady]

Bloody Legend Part 5

✘Posted: 11/10/2023

✘Story Contains: Anxiety attacks, Mammon being a cunt, Verosika, Striker, Rosemary, Charlie Morningstar, & Cute moments.

✘Word Count: 2685

✘Author's Note: Bloody Legend Friday. I'm taking it easy with writing because yesterday I had a seizure so I was drained. But I won't let y'all down. Remember to eat a meal or a snack, drink some water, get some fresh air, take your medicine, and remember that you are loved. If you loved this story remember to comment, click or tap that heart button, reblog with tags, and blaze if you can. Always remember to support your local writers. ♡♡♡

✘ Story Parts: Part 1, Part 2 , Part 3 , Part 4

“ Please stay… “ (Name) softly spoke as they glanced at Mammon who stood there. Mammon looked at (Name), they wanted him to stay. Did they really enjoy that dinner with him that much? This made Mammon smile, Mammon knew he wasn't a very well liked sin. The only person he considered a friend in the higher up places was Lucifer. But he didn’t really hangout with Lucifer. “ Sure, scoot over. “ Mammon lifted the blanket while (Name) scooted over the two laid in the bed looking at each other, locked into a staring contest before (Name) spoke up. “ Mam, I have a question… “ (Name) said while playing with the fabric of the green blanket. “ What’s your question? “ Mammon said while playing with (Name’s hair), he would answer any question they had as long as he got to be by their side. “ Are you using me for money? Am I just a puppet for profit? “ (Name) asked, looking away, hoping that their question wouldn’t upset Mammon. The greed lord taken back back this question, he didn’t expect them to ask this so soon. He didn’t know what to tell them;of course he was using them for profit, they were his cash cow. Making more money for him than Fizzarolli did. But he couldn’t tell (Name) that because what if you get upset and leave. He couldn’t have that; he couldn’t lose (Name). “ Of course, I’m not using you. Yes I’ve pushed you too hard which is why I set up that dinner and relaxing night for us, I promise to be more gentle with you to not work you so hard. But remember I saved you from that shithole comedy club in Wrath. “ Mammon placed his hand upon (Name’s) cheek. “ You promise, you aren’t using me? “ (Name) asked with a smile. “ I promise (Name) and I never break a promise. “ Mammon smiled. But deep down he knew this was wrong to lie to (Name). But he knew that (Name) would never find out. Because he wouldn’t let that happen. After a couple of moments (Name( fell asleep holding onto Mammon.

Mammon watched (Name) sleep, the covers were pulled up against them. Their chest rising and sinking with each peaceful breath escaping their soft lips. How he wanted to place a kiss on their lips but pulled that thought from his head. The green blanket was fluffy which was keeping both Mammon and (Name) warm. Mammon stared up at the ceiling, sometimes he could feel (Name) toss and turn in their sleep. They truly looked peaceful and happy, they deserved it. Mammon eventually fell asleep himself because he couldn’t keep his eyes open anymore. The next morning, Mammon woke up before (Name) he groaned and looked down to see (Name) was still sleeping, slightly drooling which Mammon found cute. Unlike (Name) who could sleep in because they were still recovering. Mammon got out of bed since he had many of his businesses to attend to. Mammon carefully got out of the bed and tucked in (Name) and left the room. “ Make sure to serve (Name), breakfast and that they take their vitamins if the doctor stops by then let them know I’m out. “ Mammon said to the small shark servant who nodded. Mammon got himself ready, his phone rang and he picked it up while adjusting his jester hat. “ Hello? “ Mammon adjusted his jester outfit. “ Uncle Mammon, Hi! “ A cheerful voice came from the other side of the line. Mammon’s large smile appeared already knowing who that cheerful tone belonged to. “ Charlie! My dear niece, how are you doing? What’s up, do ya need some money, business advice for that hotel that you’re doing, or need someone dead? “ Mammon sat down while a servant brought him breakfast. “ I’m doing good uncle Mon, I was wondering if (Name) could perform at the hotel in 2 weeks. It's the grand opening soon . “ Charlie asked. Mammon had forgotten about his niece's grand opening of her hotel. Her Hazbin Hotel, to help sinners get into Heaven. Mammon found the idea comical but he wouldn’t tell her that because he loved his niece and actually wanted to see how this would go. But she was requesting (Name) to perform for the grand opening.

“ Charlie-Bean… “ Mammon bites his lip thinking. He truly loved and cared about his niece, but he wasn’t sure if (Name) should perform. “ Dad will be there and he likes (Name’s) performance and a lot of other important people of Hell will be there so I thought (Name) would be good since they can sing and make people laugh. “Charlie sounded nervous as if she was hoping her uncle would say yes. Lucifer will be there and the other important people. Mammon couldn’t pass up this especially since Lucifer likes (Name’s) performance and if the important people of Hell would be there and if they like (Name’s) performance then many of them would try to request for (Name), he would make so much money. He was sure that could make (Name) perform a bit longer before making them quit. “ Charlie, (Name) will be there and I’ll make sure they give the best damn performance, thank you for requesting them; I’m sure they’ll be honored to perform at the grand opening. “ Mammon marked his calendar. “ Thank you so much uncle Mammon, I’ll be sure to give (Name) the best room, bye! “ Charlie said in a singful tone, like father like daughter. “ Goodbye Charlie, love ya. “After the call ended Mammon set his phone aside. “ They can hold out a little longer, they can hold out a little longer. “ Mammon held his head in his hands while repeating that to himself. Mammon looked at the picture of (Name) on his desk. “ I know you can hold out a little longer. '' Mammon stood up and walked out his office to go talk with (Name), he opened their bedroom door but didn’t find them. (Name)? “ He peeked his head out of the room, as he saw a small imp servant walking with a water can. “ Hey, Mae, where is (Name)? “ Mammon asked. “ They were in the garden eating breakfast, they were feeling stuffy in the room. “ Mae said. “ Thanks, carry on with your duties or whatever you are doing. “ Mammon walked past Mae who bowed. Mammon walked out into the garden as he saw (Name) sitting at the table surrounded by the beautiful flowers while they ate breakfast.

Mammon thought they looked beautiful surrounded by the flowers and plants. How the sun shined down on them. They looked like an angel, even though Mammon hated angels. If (Name) was an angel then he would repent. Mammon walked up. (Name) turned around as they could already hear the jiggles of Mammon’s hat. “ Mon, Hi. “ They smile. That smile that Mammon loved so much. He pulled out a chair and took a seat. “ (Name) since you are better in two weeks, you’ll be performing at my niece’s grand opening of her hotel. Ya know Lucifer’s daughter who is doing that Hazbin Hotel. “ Mammon said, picking up a fork and eating off your plate. “ Oh! I heard about her hotel. I think it's sweet what she is doing but can sinners really be saved? “ (Name) asked. “ No, once a sinner always a sinner it’s why those creepy looking angels come down and kill off sinners to make room for more that die and end up here. But hey, gotta let the kid dream. Besides, if she somehow does it, Lucifer won’t be happy, he’ll probably shut it down. “ Mammon laughed. But (Name) frowned, shouldn’t a father support his daughter. But (Name) nodded their head. “ Okay, sounds great, I can’t wait to perform. “ (Name) said while drinking their coffee. “ Good! Because a lot of important people including Lucifer will be there so don’t disappoint me, you’re a bloody legend (Name)! “ Mammon stood up and walked off. (Name) sat there frozen, Lucifer? Will be there. Their heart was thumping in against their chest it felt like they had lost all color, the breaths became shallow and their hands trembled as they dropped the cup that held their coffee onto the table as it fell. Their thoughts were scattered, body tensing up. They can’t let themself down… they can’t let their mom down. (Name) closed their eyes and took a deep breath. “ I’ve got this, I got this. I’m a bloody legend. “ (Name) still trembling stood up and decided a nice day at the spa would help so they called up Verosika. (Name) would not disappoint Mammon or her mother. They would do their best to perform and make sure that nothing went wrong.

(Name) waited outside of the gates of Mammon’s palace, soon Verosika’s hot pink and white limo pulled up blasting pop music. The door opened as Verosika sat there wearing a white tub top and a matching short skirt. Her legs crossed as Striker sat next to her. “ (Name)! Ready for a relaxing spa day, I booked the best session for us. “ Verosika purrs. (Name) smiled and got into the limo. As it pulled off. Verosika could tell that (Name) wasn't themself over the phone when (Name) had called and asked for a spa day with her. “ So sweetheart, are you okay? You didn’t sound too good on the phone. “ She asked, rubbing their thumb over the (Name’s) hand. “ Yes, I’m okay… It’s just Lucifer’s daughter Charlie, she booked me as the opening and closing act at the grand opening of the hotel. I'm kinda nervous because Lucifer himself will be there and other important people. “ (Name) rubbed the back of their neck. “ I just don’t want to let Mammon down. “ (Name) looked down as Striker rolled his eyes. But he didn’t want to cause a scene. “ Do you want to perform there? “ Striker asked. “ I do, I think what Charlie is doing is sweet and I would like to be able to perform again instead of laying in bed and taking vitamins, I’m already feeling much better and will be able to be up on stage again soon. “ (Name) smiled. “ Well, as long as you want to perform then that’s fine darlin’, you’ll do great I’m sure of it. “ Striker smiled.

Meanwhile Mammon was thinking of an outfit (Name) could wear to that grand opening. Something that would match him, so that (Name) and him would look cute. Maybe other people would think that he and (Name) are a couple which is great, because if people assume that (Name) belongs to Mammon then they wouldn’t mess with (Name) or dare to even touch them. “ No, No, too plain, too baggy, ugh! Not enough flash. “ Mammon didn’t like any of the outfits that the servants brought out. “ I need something that will make me and (Name) look like a power couple. “ Mammon said. “ But you two aren’t a couple. “ Rosemary said, laying in the chair. Mammon glared at the plant demon woman. “ I know that! But that doesn’t mean others can’t know that and besides (Name) wouldn’t mind matching. “ Mammon said. “ I only called you to help because I refused to ask Asmodeus for help. “ Mammon rolled his eyes. “ Or you could man up and ask him. “ Rosemary said while drinking her tea. “ If you want to be able to attend that grand opening, then you’ll quit being a bloody drongo and help me. “ Mammon said. “ Fine… go with the outfit on the left, you can get a custom one made and tailored for (Name) it will somewhat mirror what you’ll be wearing. “ Rosemary said. “Good good, you are right. “ Mammon tossed the outfit towards the goat servant. “ Go to the tailor shop and have them craft something for me and (Name) “ Mammon said and turned towards Rosemary. “ You know the dinner worked… We had a goodnight together and cuddled in bed. “ Mammon sheepishly said. “ Oh? What happened after that? Because I know you didn’t confess since you want to lie about being a couple with (Name) especially without their knowledge. “ Rosemary rolled her green eyes. “ I couldn’t, not yet but I will soon. “ Are ya sure, you’re a bit of a duffer. “ Rosemary sighed. “ I’m trying Rose. “ Mammon sat down. “ I love them, and I will tell them at the right time. “ Mammon looked down. “ Listen, take all the time you need; just don’t take too long or else someone else will go for it. And you won’t be able to stop it, I have to go because I have some mob boss named Crimson coming in for surgery and I need the money if I’m going to look my best at the grand opening, take care Mon. “ Rosemary walked out of Mammon's office.

Mammon sat there thinking about what Rosemary said. Could someone truly come in and sweep (Name) off their feet. And he would just have to stand by and pretend to be happy. Because he can’t just say no and force (Name) to love him, that’s the last thing Mammon wanted to force upon (Name). He sighed. “ Maybe at the grand opening, I’ll confess…” Mammon poured himself a drink and pulled out his phone. His lockscreen was a picture of (Name) and him when they first met. “ (Name), I love you, will you go out with me? “ He kept repeating this but when the door opened Mammon jumped dropping his phone and glass onto the floor luckily none of them broke. He looked up and saw (Name) standing there. “ (Name) you almost stopped my hearts! “ He picked up his phone while one of the servants cleaned up the spilled drink. “ Sorry, I just got back from the spa and did a little shopping. I saw this and it reminded me of you so I got it for you. “ (Name) pulled out this small plush toy that was a green centipede. Mammon chuckled and carefully took the centipede plush toy. “ Aww, thanks (Name) this is quite special. I'll keep it on my shelf. “ Mammon stood up and walked over to his shelf and set the plush toy down next to some other items which were just simple old pictures before Mammon donned the green outfit and other nick nacks. '' Mammon, do you think I’ll do a good job at the grand opening? “ (Name) asked. Mammon turned around and saw (Name) looking at the ground, Mammon smiled and walked over. “ Of course, you’ll do great (Name) you’re a bloody… you’re a great performer, someone who knows how to bring laughter to others and I know you can do this, because you never failed a performance. “ Mammon placed his hands on (Name’s) shoulders. (Name) smiled and felt their anxiety ease just a bit. “ Thank you, Mammon. “ (Name) said. The door again slammed open as the goat servant from earlier came back. “ The matching outfits for him and (Name) are ready! “ The goat demon said. Shit shit, Mammon wanted those outfits to be a surprise. “ Matching outfits? “ (Name) looked at Mammon and then walked over to the outfits.

They ran their fingers against the fabric and picked up the outfit, they looked over at Mammon who had a nervous and flustered look. “ I love them! “ (Name) squeals. And hugged the outfit close to their chest. “ Y-You do? Great! Because I thought matching outfits would be great for business, and we’ll also look better than anyone else at the party. Maybe even better than Luci and his wife. “ Mammon teased. (Name) laughed. “ Looking better than Lilith and Lucifer, I don't think we'll be able to pull that off. “ (Name) said, setting down the outfit. “ But I don’t care what others think, because I know we’ll both look great. “ (Name) said with sparkles in their eyes. Suddenly Mammon didn’t care about looking better than anyone else at that grand opening. “ You’re right, I can’t wait to attend the grand opening with you. “ Mammon smiled. “ How about we go work on your act and then go out for lunch? “ Mammon held (Name’s) hands. (Name) nodded their head with a toothy grin, Mammon and (Name) walked out of his office holding hands, there was so much to do for the grand opening.

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[books-and-catears]

Hey uh sry to bother you but can you do a Mc who is TERRIFIED of the demons and every time they are threated, put in danger, attacked and killed, they don’t forgive and avoid them even more. They run away from them, in constant fear and paranoia and they hide in their room and barricades the door. They now carry a weapon like a knife or something and stay up with it because they are paranoid that they will break in and kill them. How are the bros gonna fix this?

Oh I'm gonna love figuring this one out. Let's see how far these demons will really go to fix this one. God I can feel this MC's fear and anger in my heart.

Edit: This became so long I had to divide it into two parts. The Headcanons or reactions of individual characters will be in the next part.

Also I'm so sorry for all the delays in answering asks btw. Its been super busy and overwhelming to write like I used to. I get so many lovely asks but I delay writing them or sometimes can't even write them at all. I'm genuinely so sorry.

Love and Consequences

(Pt. 1) || (Pt. 2) ->

Alone. You're all alone here. This was the one lesson that night taught you. Not the angels, nor the human is on your side.

They are all age old immortals who've known each other for centuries. And you are just human who tried to their very best. You risked your life each day for monsters who would watch you die without batting an eye.

If the whole realm wasn't crawling with demons, you'd have run away without a second thought . But the best you could do now was hide, keep yourself safe and locked in your room, clutching a knife in your trembling hand.

"Oh, you dumb little human..."

Your blood still ran cold at his words, at his eyes. Noone had ever looked as terrifying as he did last night. It wasn't him that scared you, though, not at all.

It was how easy it was for the rest of them to not care. To move on, to watch you be betrayed and welcome the traitor with open arms. No you couldn't stay here any longer.

There was the dull knocking on the door again. You prepared yourself.

"MC, please, you haven't had food for days, please open up and eat some-"

"Why? So you can poison me this time? Watch me struggle to hold onto dear life again?" You screamed. "Get away from my door!"

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Asmo backed away from the door, flinching as if you'd slapped him across the face with all your strength. He went back to the dinner table, dejected.

"They refuse to come out. Screamed at me to get away again."

"MC is going to fall seriously ill at this rate. They haven't eaten in days." Satan ran his hands through his messy hair as he dropped a stack of books to the floor. Human Anatomy and more, they were called.

"Luke tried calling them last night. MC didn't pick up his call either." Beel said, fidgeting with the food on his plate.

Lucifer's eyes widened at the news. Then he glanced up the stairs and let out a deep sigh. If the baby angel wasn't acknowledged, the rest of them were definitely done for.

"Mammon you can't keep doing this too! Lucifer, look!" Levi pointed. His eyes were puffy, nose bright red. How long had he been crying?

Mammon wordlessly tilted his plate, all his food falling on Beel's plate. "I'm just not hungry. I'm leaving now."

"You said that yesterday too. Just listen to me. Sit down and eat, Mammon." Lucifer was too tired to be stern anymore.

"Listen to you? A whole lot of good that did to us." Mammon chuckled dryly as he got up and left without another word. Lucifer closed his eyes and leaned back.

"MC really hates me now huh?" Asmo sniffled. "I'm not used to being hated. I didn't know it hurts this much..."

"Ha. Welcome to my world." Levi let out a sardonic laugh. "Have fun, it keeps getting worse."

"Can we keep some food for MC in the fridge? Just in case they sneak out of their room to eat once we're all asleep?" Beel suggested.

Satan agreed, "I don't think we have another optio-"

"MC'S NOT IN THEIR ROOM!" Mammon screamed as he stumbled down the stairs.

"W-what?!"

"The windows were open, there's a rope made of the bedsheets attached to something, everything's a mess, they're GONE!"

"They escaped through the window?!"

"THIS LATE AT NIGHT?!"

"But when did- how- but MC- all alone-"

"There's no time. Everyone get your coats, we're leaving. I'll inform Diavolo and the others. We'll split into two groups and search for MC." Lucifer stood up, rushing to grab his things. Everyone else followed suit.

"I'm guessing that doesn't include me." Belphie said bitterly, still seated while everyone else was up and rushing about.

Mammon glared red at him. "Don't you dare follow us." He was the first one out the door.

"Considering what you did to the last person who tried to include you," Satan said, putting on his jacket, "it'd be better to leave you locked back in the attic."

Belphie looked at Beel. The sight of the rest of his brothers sickened him. But Beel only said, "On their very first month here, MC risked their life to save me from one of Lucifer's deadly attacks. If you were there, they would have saved you too."

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"I thought I'd find you here."

Solomon's voice almost startled you off the tree branch you sat on. He was inches away, simply leaning against the trunk, sitting on the branch under yours.

You readied your weapon. "If you dare tell the demons, I'll-"

"I have no such intention. I simply came here at Luke and Simeon's request. They've been worried sick. And believe it or not...so have I." He gave you a pained smile.

You simply exhaled and rested your head back against the trunk too. "How did you find me?"

"You brought me here once. Told me this tree reminded you of one from your backyard and that me and this tree were your little piece of home in this hellhole." He answered.

"My mistake. You're more part of this world than you ever were part of mine." You cradled the knife in your hand.

He turned quiet, staring ahead, desolate.

"You should run soon. They're almost here." It was the last thing he said, before getting off the tree. But on the road back, he kept glancing back at you.

You sat up, alert. You could see Asmo's pale pink hair and Diavolo's panicked face in spaces between the fluttering leaves.

"MC! Is that you?! MC, wait!" Someone spotted you as dropped. You dived headfirst into some dread rose bushes.

Damn your eyes, Satan.

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"Surely you knew this would happen." Simeon's voice was low but held repressed anger, about to overflow.

Barabatos sighed and shook his head. "I assure you, I did not. I donot look through the time portals as often as you think."

"Could you not look to see where MC is right now?" Luke shouted, turning around. He was running far ahead than anyone else.

"I did try looking, Luke. I'm afraid it showed me nothing. Someone is obscuring MC's presence with powerful magic." The butler replied.

There was a crease of worry on his usually calm face,that refused to go away.

"Magic powerful enough to obscure your portal? There's only one person strong enough to do that and he's been gone for the past hour." Lucifer grabbed a fistful of his hair and groaned.

"Hey look! Isn't that Solomon? And he's carrying something?" Luke pointed ahead, as the white haired sorcerer walked through some bushes with a solemn face.

"He's.. he's carrying MC! MC's unconscious!" Beel exclaimed before lunging forward at break neck speed.

"I'm taking MC home. They're too weak to spend another day here. You can meet us there, once MC's condition improves." Solomon said, coldly.

"What happened? Where did you find them?" Lucifer demanded to know.

"MC was trying to escape through the bush maze because Satan spotted them in the trees. I was waiting near the exit." He answered.

"By that time, MC looked exhausted, using the last of their strength to hold the knife close. I bent down to help them up, "Don't let them find me again. Please, Solomon." That's the last thing they said, before collapsing on me."

Silent tears spilled out of Luke's eyes. His entire body trembled with worry. Simeon put a hand on his shoulder, barely keeping it together himself.

Lucifer stared at your closed eyes and the knife you still held onto. He lowered his gaze and moved out of Solomon's way. "Get home safe, MC."

Barbatos summoned a portal without any prompting. "I humbly request you'll let us know when MC gains conciousness."

"No promises." Solomon said, before walking through and disappearing.

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Dirty Little Player

Wᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: PwP, Mommy Kink, Praising, Degration, Hypersensitivity, Slight Humiliation, Thigh Riding, Slight Caught in the Act

Nᴏᴛᴇ: This was the other fandom I had a few ideas for so you might as well get them now! Sorry there hasn't been any smut in a while, I've been really busy with school and the first quarter is ending this week so I'm trying to get stuff in before I can get to writing.

AFAB!Reader x Leviathan - Dirty Little Player

It was a normal day in the House of Lamentation, Leviathan staying in his room to play a new game he got, Satan reading in his bedroom, Beelzebub eating another large snack in the kitchen while Belphegor was sleeping on the couch with his pillow. Lucifer was out at Diavolo's castle, Mammon was also out gambling, and Asmodeus and you were in his room, gossiping a bit.

"You know, we should go shopping soon. All of us." You had suggested to Asmo as he laughed a bit and sighed. "Yeah, that might never happen, I've tried and even when you're here, they won't go. Well not as much I guess. But still, honey we might as well just shop together tomorrow since we both know, anyone else might not. Maybe Mammon or Satan but that's all I can think of." Asmo muttered and shrugged his shoulders while doing his makeup.

You nodded your head a bit and sighed before getting up from the bed. "I'll cya later, Asmo. I got some homework to finish." You waved bye as you left the room, hearing the beauty guru bid you bye.

You were walking towards your room when you heard the slight whines coming from Levi's room, a bit worried that he had hurt himself somehow, you walked towards his room and opened the door to see the Otaku rutting against his pillow. He had snapped out of his horny mind when he heard the door creak, shrieking softly and covering himself as he started right at you.

Oh the demon was embarrassed for sure, his huge crush just saw him rutting like a dirty little dog! "U-uhmm, Hey player two..." He said softly and looked away from you embarrassed, knowing that he just ruined his own chances to get with you. "So.. Who were you rutting off to, Levi?" You just asked all of a sudden, not realizing how embarrassing it would be to answer the question.

You had closed the door by now as you sat on his chair and looked at him. You really just wanted an answer. "Uhm.. Y-you.." He mumbled softly but you were able to catch his words. Now at first, you were embarrassed by that, but then that turned to a dirty smirk. "Oh really.. Well then, continue. Just ignore me." You wanted to tease him a bit, just to see how long he'll go before begging.

Leviathan looked embarrassed from your words but sighed and tried to get himself off on the pillow, feeling your eyes on his back. He couldn't deal with it anymore and shook her head, getting on his knees in front of you. "I-I can't!!" He told you, his face flushed from embarrassed and his neediness. "My, are you a dirty little player huh?... Get on my thigh then." You instructed him and the gamer had agreed quickly, sitting on top of your bare thigh since you were wearing shorts at the moment.

"I'll help you with this~ just be quiet unless you want your brothers to hear all of this~ the door's closed but any loud sound could attract them over~ and you wouldn't want that now would you?" You were torturing the Otaku at that point because of your teasing, he felt embarrassed that this was happening and that he could get off but that just made him harder. The purple haired male had started grinding against your thigh slowly, soft moans coming from him while your hands were holding his hips so he stayed up.

Minutes had passed while he was rutting on your thigh, you were pressing soft kisses all over his neck and near his chest that he felt flustered by. You both knew soon that he would have to release, so you decides to help him out on that sooner. You grabbed his hips and made him bounced up and down your thigh softly like he was riding it. The male was moaning a bit louder while holding onto your shoulders, loving the feel of your touch near him. "H-hah~ Mommy I'm gonna...~" Levi had kept whimpering in your ear, wanting his sweet release. He just couldn't hold it in anymore.

The next minute, the male was cumming on your thigh and your shorts, moaning while throwing his head back slightly, he felt jittery a bit but knew he was more sensitive. You kissing his lips passionately while he whimpered in it was proof enough. "H-hah... T-thanks Mommy~" He chuckled softly and laid his head on your chest, trying to catch his breath. You were watching him carefully and smirked a bit, kissing his forehead. "Levi, you are very lucky I like you. You dirty little player."

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Hi! Do you mind doing an Obey Me request? Diavolo announcing another human transfer student, and as a surprise for Mc it's their best friend. Reader gets excited and barely leaves their best friends side for a few days to catch up. When certain brother finally seeing best friend alone, he goes in to saying that he wants 'his' Mc back. Only to be pinned to the wall getting a shovel talk from best friend before Mc shows up again. How would they react. No pressure or anything, I thought it was cute and basing it off of me and my best friend. Take care

[A/n:I love this. Thank you for requesting]

Summary:You're the new exchange student, and you happen to be mcs best friend

Type: Short Scenarios: Mammon X Gn!Reader: Leviathan X Gn!Reader: Belphegor X Gn!Reader

Version:One Master

Mammon

You pissed him off instantly and did everything to stop you form 'stealing' Mc. He'd get between you two (literally) and stand there, preventing you two from standing or sitting next to each other. So when he finally cornered you, he thought it would finally be the end of you two.

"YOU!"

He'd yell while grabbing the collar of your shirt.

"Stop stealing Mc from me! I was their first! Not some lower human like you"

You stared at Mammon in disbelief. In a split second, you had Mammon slammed face first into the wall.

"You? That's funny. If you think you knew mc longer or dare to say you were first and separate us, I'll make sure you never talk to mc ever again. Do you hear me?"

He was stunned and quiet, but before he said anything, you pushed off of him and greeted Mc ad they turned the corner. He didn't know what else to do, so he didn't intervene anymore before you actually took Mc away from him.

Belphegor

He didn't originally like Mc, but now, he can't get enough of them. So when you came along, you ruined it. You were the one lying on Mc. You were the one sitting next to Mc. You took up his time with Mc. He couldn't have alone time. You're taking Mc from him. Who did you think you were? He definitely tried to stop this instantly. It took three days for him to try.

"..."

He'd grab you and pull you away from sight.

"Who do you think you are?! Taking all my alone time with Mc! How dare you...."

You yanked your arm away from him. The next second, your hand was holding his mouth shut and his head against the wall.

"Who do I think I am? I'm Mcs friend, best friend actually. I'm not gonna stop being their BEST friend because YOU want alone time, if your so pressed about it....go cry about it, or I'll make you regret it"

He pushed you off of him as Mc turned the corner. You turned and gave them a big smile and walked away. Belphegor could tell you were serious, and he hated it.

Leviathan

Of course, his jealousy would get the best of him. It took a day. He watched how close you got, how friendly you were, how much you took up of his and mcs time. He hated it. He hated you. All he wanted was for his mc back, but you're taking up all of their time. He cornered you when you were walking home. He grabbed you and pushed you against a wall.

"How...HOW DARE YOU! YOUR TAKING ALL OF MY TIME WITH MC YOU-"

You grabbed his throat and swung him around and against the wall.

"I came first, pretty boy... I knew Mc longer than you've knew them. Your the one who's been taking MY time with Mc, but do you see me pissed off about it? HUH?! DO YOU SEE ME GETTING PISSED OFF AT THE 7 OF YOU? No....so I'd suggest you watch your mouth before you regret it."

You pushed off of him and gave him a nasty look before walking away. He didn't know what to say. Or do. So he kept his mouth shut.

[A/n:I hope you enjoyed]