#beelzebub dropped in to keep him company

[lavandulacosmos]

Inktober Day 20: FROST

Beelzebub & Crowley

A demon falling in love with an angel? When hell freezes over. (It's more likely than you think.)

[Good Omens days - Part 5]

[luci-is-a-bitch-x3x]

Hello!! Can I have a request for MC would turn to sheep form when they detected the brothers are. In the mood and try to comfort them (let the brothers hold them and maybe cry for) please? I love your drabbles, but you have the right to not write this, all up to you!

Also, can you fold your fic by use the keep reading between the paragraph please? Ot would helpe more to reblog them and won't cause other people have to scroll down whole fic if they're not the fan of OM. Thank you and wish you have a good day.🍀

Obey Me! Brothers react to: Mc turning into their sheep form to comfort the brother when he's upset.

Lucifer's (you are here), Mammon's, Leviathan's, Satan's, Asmodeus's, Beelzebub's, & Belphegor's reactions.

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Hello! Thank you for the request! If this isn't what you had in mind feel free to request again! I am going to write it in a different style like you requested but I might not write everything like this! Might have some angst but its mostly comfort! The characters may not be how you imagine! I apologize for any poor jokes, bad spelling, and terrible grammar. Without further ado, please enjoy the content. ♡

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Lucifer's reaction:

Finding Lucifer upset or crying is a rare occasion. It's a side of himself that he doesn't let others see often, if at all. Lucifer takes pride in being seen a certain way, so he may yell or try and scare anyone who sees him crying off. He may even claim he wasn't crying at all. If Mc and Lucifer are together Lucifer won't be as bad about pushing Mc away when he's crying, but there may still be occasions when he tries to get Mc to leave him to cry alone. He just doesn't want Mc looking down on him or looking at him differently.

For this little scenario lets say this is the first time Mc finds Lucifer crying. Mc was probably just trying to bring Lucifer some coffee or tea, they had become so used to stopping by and checking on Lucifer that knocking just slipped their mind. The sight Mc finds is one that suprises them, Mc didn't expect to find Lucifer sitting at his desk crying, his gloved hands cover his face partially but Mc can still clearly see the tears streaming down his face. Everything seemed to happen in a haze, Lucifer didn't even look up from his hands, just started yelling to 'leave him alone' or 'go away' as he turned his chair so he was facing away from the door.(I've never written about Mc's sheep form before, so this may be a little off, just bear with me) Mc didn't even mean to, but suddenly a *poof* happened, there was a bunch of smoke and Mc was in their sheep form.

The tea Mc had intended to give to Lucifer dropped to the ground and spilled everywhere when Mc transformed into Sheep Mc. Lucifer didn't even turn the chair, figuring the person dropped whatever they had in a hurry to leave his study. What Lucifer didn't expect was to hear tiny taps on the floor to his study, the taps seemed to get closer to him, causing Lucifer to turn his chair in the direction of the sound. Lucifer's cheeks were stained with tears but his crimson eyes were as intimidating as ever, his eyes bore anger, but after seeing Mc tiny and small in their sheep form, Lucifer's expression turns soft. No words are spoken, even though Sheep Mc can talk, instead Sheep Mc climbs onto Lucifer's lap. with Lucifer's help.

Sheep Mc places their tiny arms around Lucifer, hugging him gently, treating him with care. Lucifer hold's Sheep Mc close, not even trying to stop himself from crying anymore. Lucifer doesn't say anything, he just hugs Sheep Mc until the tears stop falling down his face, he may even occasionally pet Sheep Mc in attempts to calm himself. Once Lucifer has calmed down and is no longer upset, he will quietly thank Mc. If Mc chooses to stay in their Sheep form he will gladly allow them to continue to keep him company. Having Sheep Mc in his lap while he works and deals with his brothers just makes everything better. Lucifer doesn't ever tell Mc why he was crying, and Mc shouldn't ask. Its just an unspoken rule, if Mc doesn't ask questions Mc can comfort him. He doesn't need someone to talk to, he needs someone to hug and care for him, his pride would never let him admit that though.

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Thats all for now babes! Hope you enjoyed!! ♡ This is not proofread. Feel free to comment or reblog any thoughts or any add ons you have! Sorry this feels rushed and short! I will be posting the other brothers reactions as well. & I'll try and make the other brothers versions a bit longer! i'll add the links to the other drabbles once they are posted! Please be patient!! More content is coning, I promise so stay tuned! Stay safe! & Stay healthy loves!

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[sphireath-wisp]

#Sweather Weather

Sypnosis: "Because the season I like is a short thing, it melted away without me noticing. Alone in this moving scenery, I stand still and think of you." Spending their favorite season with you.

Warnings: Not Proofread, short, indulged a little, you can definitely tell who are my favorites

Featuring: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor x GN! Reader/MC

Lucifer - Autumn

After a long day, Lucifer settles in his office, knees giving up on carrying his own weight and he lands right onto the cushions of his chair. A sigh causes all the tension he's stored up to release - shoulders slumping, jaw relaxing, finally dropping the prideful facade and front he puts up for Diavolo's sake once he's alone.

Well, not entirely, alone.

You're there, right by him during his favourite season, and he hopes you stay just as close during any other season. You're leaning forward, back arched as your head rests on the little space left on his table aside from all of the documents and papers piled onto it. Judging by your soft snores, you're sound asleep.

"(Name)... what am I going to do with you, human?" he speaks more fondly than he realizes, expression softening as he's found comfort in your presence. Leaving a chaste kiss on your forehead, he drapes his coat over your shoulders - it is getting colder after all, he excuses his actions internally.

Lucifer doesn't exactly remember when your habit began, but from his memory, he remembers it was another autumn night. Adjusting to Devildom wasn't an easy feat and sleep didn't come as easily as you hoped some nights. With pillows wrapped in your embrace and hauling your blankets down the hallway, you found refuge in his office.

"(Name)?" He's surprised you forgot to knock. If not for his own exhaustion, he would have grown more irritated by the intrusion. "Is there something you need?"

"...Can't sleep. Sorry for barging in like this," he can faintly hear your murmurs, voice hoarse.

"Have any of my brothers been disrupting your sleep schedule?" The first thing that comes to his mind would be the troublesome second-born.

"No, I just... want some company. Is it okay if I just sit here?" You gesture.

Lucifer's eyes narrow slightly. While it would be easy to chase you out - Lucifer is busy enough, taking care of you is also one of his many responsibilities. "...Don't touch anything."

It wasn't a direct 'no', you figure. "Yessir."

Mammon - Summer

Basking in the sun, toes in the sand, and shots of blue paradise that leave a fruity taste on one's tongue is what summer is all about... according to Mammon. There's no better time to take a dip in the ocean and let loose with a few margaritas when it comes to summer.

He had been raving about going to the beach the whole of Spring to the point where it had reached Diavolo's ears. "It's a well-deserved break, ya know?" Mammon bargained with Diavolo, delighted to the extremes when he agreed to let him and his brothers take a short vacation at his private resort.

But, of course, Mammon had his ulterior motives.

"Come on, (Name)! You're the only human that keeps me waiting like this, ya know?" Mammon reaches out for your hand, grip firm when you finally envelop his hand with yours - as if he never wanted to let you go.

"I heard there was some good treasure buried around the resort. Imagine the amount of grimm I could get if we found a gem or two!" Mammon leads you to the beach, not a stagger in his steps as he practically skips there.

"So, you want to make me help you find some treasure?"

"Ya finally got it, human! Now, come-"

"and do you know where this so-called treasure is? Or what we're gonna use to dig it up?"

Mammon's silence and expression tell you he didn't exactly think this through. "W-well, we'll figure it out on the way, right?" He quickly quips back to life, a happy-go-lucky grin on his face when you laugh at his antics.

"Fine, but I get 90% of the treasure."

"E-eh?! C'mon, that's too much!"

Leviathan - Autumn

Levi doesn't find himself liking a certain season. But if he HAD to pick one, it'd be autumn.

Winter gets too cold for his scales and he has to tend to them, which is a hassle since he could be spending that precious time binge-watching the latest animes. Summer is too hot for his liking and it's not as if he can bring his figurines to the beach where they could be washed away in the ocean! Spring? Eh, it's alright - nothing too special to Levi.

But, autumn! Halloween animes and events! New merch and deals! Price drops and cosy weather! The four seasons honestly don't make that much of a difference to him because he likes to stay inside, but autumn actually makes him want to step outside for a bit.

Not to mention, you - his favorite normie, his player 2. That extra ticket he "accidentally" bought for the upcoming convention would go to waste if he didn't ask you. Mustering up all of his courage, he shyly slides the slip of paper into your hand during game night.

"Oh, you want me to come along?"

"I mean- if you want to!" He almost drops the controller, "Of course, I'll teach you all the proper etiquette."

Your light giggle causes Levi's face to flush red. "Okay then," he breathes a sigh of relief, burying his face even deeper into the pillow on his lap, "I'll come along."

"You're sure, right? Like, 100% sure?" Your nod reassures his doubts, calming his nerves and racing heartbeat. You have no idea how happy you've made him.

Satan - Winter

Curled up with a good book, right by the fireplace in the House of Lamentation, Satan enjoys the cosy atmosphere in the library. In the warm glow of the fire, his favourite sweater was on you instead of him - he always insisted it looked so much better on you than him, he thanked the fact that everyone else was out grocery shopping now.

It was the peak of winter and much too cold for any human to handle. No matter how many layers you were wrapped with, you couldn't stop shivering and figured it'd be best to stay home. "Someone has to take care of the House of Lamentation. (Name) shouldn't move far from the fire, so I'll take over for them." was the excuse that Satan conjured up, a hand on his chin as he dared Lucifer to try and oppose him.

Other than the occasional objection from Levi + Belphie (who wanted to stay home as much as you), Mammon (who wanted to be you and is linked to you by the hip), and Asmo (who insisted that the cold weather was terrible for his oh-so-delicate skin), he won the battle of words and finally had a moment of peace - with his favourite person too.

"Still feeling cold?" As observant as ever, Satan takes notice of your trembling form. You rub your hands together for friction, hoping to generate heat. "I'll take that as a yes."

"Come on, I don't want you to freeze." Satan drags his chair closer to the fire before sitting down, patting his lap with his free hand. You oblige, making yourself comfortable and wrapping your arms around his neck. You feel him rub circles on your back, reading the book in his hand out loud in a low whisper so you can tune in as well.

You bury your face into the crook of his neck. He sighs. "Still feeling cold? Is this any better?"

"Much better. My fingers felt like freezing off." He chuckles, allowing your hands to wander for warmth under his shirt. Satan uses one hand to hold the book, thumb wedged between the pages to keep it open and bookmark where he had stopped. His other hand trailed up your back, toying and playing with your hair and along the nape of your neck.

"Good. Would you like me to continue reading?"

"Yes, please."

"Okay," he says with a smile. He hopes winter doesn't end anytime soon.

Asmodeus - Spring

"Darling, should I keep this or give it as a hand-me-down?" Asmo asks you for the umpteenth time as you lay on his bed. A soft hum escapes you as you think, "You could pass it to Levi, he did say he needed the extra fabric for cosplays. I don't think this jacket suits you anyway."

Winter had ended on a good note. Spring was right around the corner. Lucifer deemed it necessary to do some spring cleaning, which meant that clearing out Asmo's closet was on his list of responsibilities. The clothes were never piled up messily like Belphie or Mammon's, more like untouched since some weren't trendy anymore or couldn't be used for many occasions.

Plus, being Asmo's second opinion means you were the first to snatch any clothes he didn't want anymore. They were always good quality and never stained, so it was practically brand new.

"Nono, keep that one! You could pair it with the jeans you kept just now."

"Oh, right! You have a great eye, sweetheart," You giggle at the compliment.

"Should we give this to Belphie or Satan? Beel would be too big for this." Asmo tosses the fabric to you.

"Belphie in pink?" You bite your lower lip to hold back your laugh, "Asmo, what are you thinking? Belphie would burn this the moment he receives this."

"You'd be surprised at how good Belphie looks in pink, sweetie. It's that bleak attitude and eyebags that hold him back," Asmo continues to dig through his closet, "He let me paint his nails pink before...

Albeit, he was sleeping."

Beelzebub - Summer

It's a nice cool evening and while everyone else is back at their hotel rooms, you bumped into Beel - surprisingly without Belphie since the twins are usually together - near the lobby while planning to go for a stroll. "I'll go with you," he declares firmly, "wouldn't want you getting hurt or lost."

Of course, the only setback is Beel's insatiable hunger, stomach growling just as you begin your stroll - he forgot that his former purpose for going to the lobby was to stop by the snack bar. It wasn't much of a hassle to retrace your steps back, but you couldn't resist the idea of having an impromptu barbecue.

"Careful, it's hot." Beel passes you the meat skewer, blowing light puffs of air on it and holding himself back from eating it right then and there - he made it specifically for you in mind, so he'd disappoint himself if he did decide to eat it impulsively.

And you notice. From the way he paused midway, eyes locked onto the skewer that was starting to look more and more delectable as he stared at it, you could tell immediately that he was dying to have a bite.

Eventually, he passes it to you, eyes only leaving its direction after he passes it to you.

"Want a bite? You've been cooking for a while now," You chuckle.

"Really? You don't mind?" You could see stars forming in his eyes and you giggle at his enthusiasm. When you shake your head, he's practically bursting in euphoria. "I won't be able to hold back, you know that, right?"

You lift the skewer in front of his face and, meeting it eye-to-eye, he couldn't resist. Attention stolen by the skewer before him, you take over and cook for him. It was a futile attempt to keep up with him and he knew it, but food tasted so much better when it's made by you that he couldn't help but ask for another serving.

"All this meat was actually supposed to be for tomorrow's barbecue," You laugh. ""It'll be fine, I'll take the blame," A hand cups your cheek, catching you off guard before it whisks your head towards Beel's direction. He holds the skewer up to your mouth.

"Here, take a bite."

"Thanks," You chew slowly when Beel reminds you to take your time, vivid memories of the last time you choked on your food.

"It's good, right?" His smile only widens when you nod, "I'm glad."

Belphegor - Winter

Come on now. It was plain obvious why Belphie loved winter so much. Cold weather makes him sleepy, and it's always cold. He can hibernate through the whole day and he wouldn't need to move an inch! He rarely woke up during winter, even with the noise the house of lamentation generates daily.

Truly a dream come true for the avatar of sloth.

However, this spoiled little prick has demanded more than just pillows and a quiet environment this winter. He wanted you as his personal plushie and he lacked the courtesy to even ask. You found out about his unexpected request when he tugged on your sleeve, dragging you into his pillow fort and encasing you in a hug.

"Belphie?" You ask aloud, shifting to sit up before realizing his legs were holding you down. "Belphie, I have kitchen duty today. I'll come back later."

He didn't budge. The only response you got was a soft snore from him.

"Beeeelphie?" Your squirming causes him to grunt.

"Stop moving, will you? I'm trying to sleep." Belphie opens one eye, free hand rubbing the other. "I've been having trouble sleeping, so help me."

"You have? You seemed to sleep perfectly fine just a moment ago, Mr. Sleeping Beauty." You scoffed playfully, frostbitten fingertips roaming to his hair.

"That's because you're with me," Belphie huffs, rolling his eyes as if he were saying something so obvious that even Mammon knows. "Now, stay, will you?" He asks, but you don't seem to have much of a choice when he pulls you closer to bury his face into your chest. You sigh, realizing that you want nothing more than to give in to him now.

"Okay. I'll stay, Belphie," you play with his hair, twirling the ends around your finger and slowly soothing him to sleep.

"Thank you."

[devildom-moss]

Flowers for Them (Beelzebub)

Continuation of a request where MC returns the favor for the characters giving them roses. Kind of a sequel series for the Roses for You series (links here)

Beelzebub x gn!MC

(Suggestive)

Word Count: +1,400

Magenta lilacs

You had spent all morning preparing for your date with Beel while he was busy at practice. The thought of finally being able to return the favor and present him with a bouquet of flowers had you giddy. All the planning and consideration that went into the selection would hopefully pay off when you surprised him.

Beelzebub happily hurried home after practice – not even stopping for a snack. He knew he had a date with you, even if you refused to tell him what you had planned, and he was eager to return home, get ready, and spend the rest of his day with you.

By the time Beel stepped foot in the entrance to the House of Lamentation, you were already waiting in the twins’ bedroom with a picnic basket. Belphegor lazily made conversation with you while snuggling up to his pillow in his bed; he was clearly tired and ready for another nap, but Belphie couldn’t resist the desire to keep you company while he had you to himself. Beel made his way upstairs to drop off his equipment and get a change of clothes, recalling that you told him he could wear something casual and comfortable. When he entered the room, he was surprised to see you there.

“Oh! MC, were you waiting long?” Beel asked, dropping his bag near the foot of his bed.

“Not at all. How was practice?”

“Good.” Beel approached you with a smile and caressed down your cheek before tilting your chin up and stealing a quick kiss. Belphegor groaned and turned over in his bed so that he didn’t have to watch. When Beel pulled away, his grin was softer and sweeter than before. “Do you mind if I take a quick shower and change before we go?”

“Go ahead.” You smiled reassuringly. “You know, I’m only here so early because I got too excited to see you. You can take your time.”

Beel’s shoulders relaxed at your admission. He glanced over at the red chair in the center of the room, and your eyes followed his. “Will those clothes work for our date?”

A pair of shorts with flame patterns printed along the hem, a black cropped sleeveless shirt, and a deep red overshirt were sitting on the chair – thoughtfully laid out earlier that morning. Next to the chair was a pair of lightly worn black, red, and white sneakers. “Yes, Beel, that will be fine. I’m sure you’ll look handsome.”

“I’m glad.” Beel smiled shyly, proud of himself. He grabbed a towel and headed for the bathroom, but before he left, he added, “I’ll be back soon.”

When Beel returned to the room shortly after in a towel, it was hard to tell whether he had forgotten to grab his clothes or if he intended to change in front of you the entire time. You watched as drops of water dripped from his hair and fell down his bare chest. With a light blush on his cheeks, Beel caught your gaze, causing you to quickly avert your eyes.

“Sorry,” you mumbled an apology.

“You can watch if you want to,” Beel shrugged, “I don’t mind.”

So, you did; you soaked in every second as Beel’s exposed muscular body was covered once more. It was hard to tell if seconds or minutes had passed before Beel slipped his shoes on and offered you his hand.

“Ready to go?” he asked. You nodded, grabbing the picnic basket. “See ya later, Belphie.”

Belphegor moaned sleepily and forced his arm up to wave goodbye to you both.

The location you had planned for the picnic was only a short walk away from the House of Lamentation. Less than a minute into the walk, Beel offered to carry the picnic basket for you, which you agreed to so long as he didn’t peek inside. Beel nodded, taking the basket, and followed your lead happily – like a puppy, content to go wherever you took him as long as you continued to guide him with his hand in yours. He thought to ask where you were taking him, but he trusted you, and that was enough to keep him quiet on the matter.

You arrived at a field near a lake. The moonlight shined alone along the surface of the water with the light pollution from the nearby city dulling the stars. It was such a lovely scene that Beel immediately knew that you had reached your destination. He set the basket down near the edge of the water where the grass was low and fewer wildflowers were growing.

“Here is okay, right?” Beel asked.

“It’s perfect.” You beamed at him, but your smile grew confused as Beel took off his overshirt and spread it out, signaling you to sit on it. “Uhm, Beel, I brought a blanket for us to sit on.”

“Oh.” Beel shyly picked his shirt off the ground and tied it around his hips while you pulled the blanket out of the picnic basket. You spread it out over the spot he picked out and flamboyantly gestured for him to take a seat, causing Beel to chuckle.

“I told you I’d plan everything, didn’t I?” You caressed his cheek with your thumb, causing it to warm and grow pink beneath your touch. “But that was very sweet of you. And speaking of sweet, close your eyes for me, alright?”

Beel softly shut his eyes – half-expecting you to kiss him. When he heard you rummaging through the picnic basket, a different anticipation rose in him. You had prepared an array of lilac flavored food and drink: lilac lemonade, a limited spring flavored lilac Demonus that a certain witch had helped you procure, lilac honeycomb pancakes, lilac syrup, lilac honey posset, lilac shortbread cookies, lilac and acid lavender sweet butter with a loaf of milk bread, and lilac and hell rose lollipops. As you set up your picnic spread, Beel sniffed the air; everything smelled so sweet and delicious.

You pulled the last item out of the basket – a bouquet of magenta lilacs – and held them out for Beel before announcing, “Ta-da.”

Eagerly, Beel opened his eyes. He was visibly taken aback by the flowers you had thrust towards him. His hands reached out and settled over yours. “Are these for me?”

“It’s all for you.”

Beel took the flowers in his arms, the scent engulfing him and making him even hungrier, tempting him to take a bite directly from the bouquet itself. However, he restrained himself and smiled at you, helplessly enamored. “I’m not used to getting flowers. They smell good.”

“All the food and drink contain lilac. I was hoping that would keep you from being tempted to eat the bouquet.”

Beel let out a deep and gentle chuckle. “You know me so well.”

“I’d hope so. If you really want to eat the bouquet, you can, but I wanted to encourage you to wait long enough for me to tell you what magenta lilacs mean.” Beel’s mouth formed an “o,” and he pulled the flowers closer to his chest while staring at you expectantly. You continued, “they convey passion and a deep, unrestrained love. That’s what I feel when I think of you.”

Beel felt a shiver run up his spine, but the romantic mood was dampened by a subsequent growling from his stomach. Beel’s cheeks flushed a deeper shade of pink – affection, desire, and embarrassment swirling inside him. With hazy, lidded eyes and drool threatening to spill from the side of his mouth, Beel stared at you. “Please. . . feed me.”

You happily obliged him, coating a stack of pancakes with lilac syrup and lifting a forkful up to Beel’s lips. He took a bite, still maintaining eye contact with you. As he chewed, a blissful look came over his handsome face, and you were quickly distracted by a drop of syrup clinging to his lower lip – glimmering and sweet. You wanted to lick it off him. Perhaps Beel could tell from the way you were looking at him, or maybe he was simply overcome by his own desire, but he leaned in and captured your lips. What started soft quickly deepened as Beel set the bouquet of lilacs to the side. Between the sweet taste of his lips and the heat of his breath, you were hardly concerned with how your bodies came together – how you ended up on your back with Beel on top of you, your hands wandering all over his body. When Beel pulled back, his blush had reached his ears.

“Maybe I should be restrained,” Beel admitted in a whisper. He lowered himself until his lips were just above your neck. “I’m so hungry.”

Lucifer | Mammon | Leviathan | Satan | Asmodeus | Belphegor | the others

(If there's no link, that character is coming soon-ish)

[obey-me-disaster]

Belphegor's relationship with MC before lesson 16

!! THIS WILL CONTAIN SPOILERS FROM SEASON 1 AND THE FOLLOWING DEVILGRAMS: "Hatred", "Hide and Seek" and "Say his name". !!

This is just a rant about how I see their relationship developed. This is only about what the story shows.

After MC's first meeting with Belphie all the way in lesson 4-12, the game doesn't make it too clear how often they meet or if they even talk about something other than freeing him through the main story, up until lesson 12-19 where he shows up. And even then, they are too busy with arguing and then getting Belphie out of trouble until lesson 16 where he finally kills MC.

The only times they do meet in the main story/hard mode story are in lessons 4-12, where Belphegor lies about who he is, 5-7 where MC confronts him about lying and 5-10 where MC agrees to help him.

This leads to the questions:

1) "Why did MC help him? What did they have to gain from this?"

2) "How come Belphegor warm up to them so fast? Did he see them just as Lilith? Where does his sudden attachement come from."

For the question on nr 1) it can be argued that MC does either for Beel's or Lucifer's sake just from observing the main story.

The only places we clearly see they comunicate outside of planning how to set him free is through the SSR 'Hatred' and the UR 'Hide and Seek' from chapter A.

At the begging of the "Hatred" SSR we can clearly see that MC is telling him about their day at school and how Belphegor laments about the fact the he almost wishes he could go to school, but can't due to being locked in the attic. The Devilgram then goes to show more about how he used to love Lucifer in the past but now can't help but hate him.

While the devilgram doesn't go more into depth about Belphie and MC's meeting, the fact that they meet up whenever MC can sneak into the attic to keep Belphie up with whatever is happening outside goes to show that they did form some sort of relationship.

While this can be easily taken a Belphegor just manipulating MC in order to trust him more, it goes to show that MC did grow some kind of attachement to him, taking time out of their day and risking getting caught by Lucifer just to check on him. This adds to their motivation on freeing the seventh born because they care about him.

Now you may wonder "Ok, so MC has some motive to set Belphegor free related to their relationship with him. But what about his relationship with them? Did he see them just as a tool the whole time?"

That's where the URs "Hide and Seek" and "Say his name" come into play, both being also from chapter A.

In the "Hide and Seek" devilgram Belphegor is having a nightmare about how Lilith is dead and he starts crying because of it when MC finds him.

At first he tries to deny it but he is too emotionally vulnerable/weak to keep up appearances, let alone manipulate MC in this scenario and asks them to stay with him.

He seeks some sort of comfort from MC in his vulnerable moments, which shows that he did warm up to them just a little bit.

Of course there may still be some doubts about "Is that enough to really make him fall for them? He still sees them just as a way to get out and get his revenge." While it's true that his goal didn't simply change just becase of a moment of weakness, it goes to show that he did ended up seeing them as someone that can give him comfort.

And why is that so important? Because it was something only Beelzebub, one of the persons he cares about the most, used to do.

In the "Say his name" devilgram, it's heavily implied that Belphegor trapped both MC and Beelzebub in a nightmare just to check if Beel still remembers him, if his brothers hasn't left him behind.

This can easily go into his fear of being left alone, shown in season 3 and in how frustrated he was when he thought everyone was forgetting about Lilith due to agreeing with the exchange program.

During that story, Beelzebub drops this piece of information about Belphegor:

There was NO ONE but MC to visit him and to keep him company.(Lucifer doesn't count for obvious reasons).

MC is there to keep him company and to be there for him when he is scared and the fact that he lets them when he could easily tell them to leave shows that he grew some attachement to them, even tho it was overshadowed by his want for revenge.

"Ok, so he grew attached to MC for good reasons, why did he have a 180° when he found out that they are Lilith's descendent?" I will admit that the game was rushed at the end and when it came to his redemption arc, but it still made sure to show that Belphegor didn't see MC as Lilith 2.0

1) He tells MC that he loves them for who they are, their connection to Lilith not being taken into account.

2) When the reveal was made, not only did he found out that his reasons for hating humans were not valid, but he also saw MC as proof that Lilith lived a happy life.

This human, who not only freed him and reunited him with his family but was also there for him in some really vulnerable moments, was the proof that his sister lived a happy life as a human. At that point he had no reasons to hate humans any longer.

The game was too rushed when it came to his redemption arc, but his feelings for MC were not out of nowhere. Unfortunately this info is hidden in devilgrams and not the main story/hard mode story. At least, all of these devilgrama are from chapter A and not some time limited event.

Credit to Nee-san on youtube for the 'Hide and Seek' screenshots....I still don't have that card :')

[authormars]

Do you have a future au? Where MC is gone and they’ve all graduated from RAD?

My darling girlfriend once again asking questions she already knows.

You know you can phrase this as "Tell them about your future au" you don't have to act aloof

But I will elaborate on the question "What happens when MC dies/isn't there anymore?"

This is also a lot to unpack for one ask so I'll only be skimming the surface of the lore for this au bc I doubt anyone cares (though I may mention characters like Ari, Dev, or Metzi in my stories)

Lucifer

Anyone who's on my page would know I'm an avid Dialuci shipper. In my Future AU, Diavolo and Lucifer are married and ruling as the Kings of Devildom.

Life doesn't change all that much for them. They're still always working. They don't go to the HoL family gatherings (hosted by the twins and Beel's wife Dahlia) unless they aren't swamped with work.

Mammon

Mammon is one of the brothers that keeps in contact with NB! MC who's become a demon by now (M!MC according to my universe becomes an angel with Simeon after the two fall in love and F!MC becomes a reaper with Thirteen after the two fall in love)

Mammon gets a wife named Aezorin Idreius, Zori for short. Mammon and Zori run a series of casinos called Lucky Coin.

Zori is a wrath demon. She's an axolotl demon. She's Scottish and much taller than Mammon. Zori is an intersex woman who's a siren. Zori is also the feared captain of the Black Mantis, a pirate ship.

Leviathan

One of the brothers that doesn't get married. He gets a (partner? Best friend?) roommate named Adramalech Dreik-Mukhin, Adra for short.

They're a friend Levi met in school. Adra is a coder for a company that makes video games and Levi is a game tester. Adra and Levi live together.

Adra is a transmasc envy demon. They're a dragon-fly demon. They're very anxious always and generally keep to themselves at the HoL family gatherings, which Levi and Adra regularly attend.

Satan

Satan lives at the castle as one of two Royal Archivists. The Archives are books and magical typewriters charmed to write the history of the entirety of Devildom. An Archivist's job is to sort these books and read the history.

Satan's girlfriend is named Metztli Rex, Diavolo's adopted younger sister. Satan and Metzi met when Diavolo hired Satan to be an Archivist.

Metzi is a greed demon with cotton candy pink hair. She's much smaller than anyone else and is often hovering slightly above the ground. She's an albino bat demon. She's also extremely traumatized (which I will not go into unless someone asked. Check out my AO3 for more info)

Asmodeus

Asmo lives as a fashion designer and p'rn star. He has three partners (bc Asmo is polyamorous bc of course he is)

Solomon is the first and most obvious. He's still the greatest sorcerer and still normal him. Ariadne Kamini is a fashion designer Asmo met at a modeling job. She's a succubus. Devereaux Eros is a str'pper with the nickname of Rose Quartz. He's an incubus. Asmo and him met at a str'pclub.

Asmo and his partners always go to the meetings at the HoL

Beelzebub and Belphegor

They get the same section because I headcanon Belphie as being on the Aroace spectrum.

Beel is married to Dahlia Toth, a gluttony demon who is a cook. Dahlia and Beel own a string of restaurants called Infernal Delights. Belphie lives with them at the HoL bc Beel is never without his twin.

Dahlia is a trans woman. Dahlia was a human before she became a demon (called a Sinner Soul by most demons) and she murdered her husband and then became a demon.

If anyone wants any more information, I do have more. Feel free to check out my ao3 book about this because it has more information. But I will give it later as I've posted two really long things today.

If you have any more headcanon requests or fic ideas, feel free to drop them in my inbox. Remember to eat and drink water!

[leviathism]

hallo! could i get a request with lucifer, levi, and beel where their crush or s/o is always on the move and never takes time/takes a break for themselves? said reader is a hard worker; they partake in clubs, they study, they're juggling multiple responsibilities at once, and they're super selfless and willing to help people at the drop of a pencil; maybe it becomes too much for the reader to handle and the brothers come in and comfort them <3 its exams week where i am right now and im currently in need of some comfort for the pressure that i'm currently facing :) thank you!

Lucifer doesn’t come to you. He trusts that when you want him, you’ll come and get him.

Just because he hadn’t said anything yet didn’t mean he hadn’t noticed you slowly becoming more and more drained over the past few weeks. It was especially concerning to him with how you had started to evade his brothers’ company.

He knows it must be your snapping point when you find your way into his office in the dead of night and sit with him in his chair with him, only to sit there and… do nothing else. You don’t ask him to stop or if he wants to eat, you just lean into him and say nothing, all tense.

Lucifer could never be cruel—not to you at least, so he uses the one guaranteed way he knows that will get you to take a break. A real break, not just you sitting in this already stressed filled room with an even more stressed Lucifer.

He cleared his throat, effectively getting your attention on him. “I am about to take a day off from my paperwork. In two… Tomorrow, actually. Would you like to join me?”

Leviathan was quite frankly, yet unsurprisingly, jealous of you. He couldn’t even fathom how you had the energy to do all of that and more. It was frustrating compared to how he got exhausted after a single outing to grab a few groceries.

So when he slipped into your room, ready to complain about another bad day at RAD, he was shocked to see you face down on your bed motionless.

At first he thought you had died. Unreasonable and irrational, he knows. But he still sneaks over and feels for your pulse. And when you jolt, he screams.

…He just can’t understand how you are so tired, and he gets angry at you. But he also understands that this is his jealousy twisting his feelings. So instead of complaining and whining, he bites his tongue and crawls onto your uncomfortable bed. He lends you his company, knowing the only thing he can probably offer to you right now is being a good friend.

Beelzebub knows straight away that something is up and wrong. He hovers around you constantly, checking up on you if there’s even the slightest change in your mannerisms. His brothers find him too annoying and he can see you struggle to hide the same sentiment, but he can’t help it. He knows there’s something wrong, but he just doesn’t know what.

He lingers, silently asking if you’re alright, and despite you answering yes every time, he still isn’t convinced. So, he’s there when you finally drop the act and just… collapse into him, full heartedly trusting him to catch you.

You are exhausted, he discovers. Mentally, physically, and anything and everything else that ends in -lly. So he decides to take care of you until you’re back to your normal self again.

He cooks for you, cleans your room, guards your door so his brothers don’t disrupt you (but of course he lets Belphie in), and keeps you company at night. At night is when he quietly advises you that maybe you are doing too much and that you deserve as much as a break as you say his brothers do. Just maybe, though. He doesn’t want to upset you most of all. He just wants you to be happy.

[twiceasfrustrating]

Hello! Could you plz do where the Obey Me brothers react to their mate (MC) getting hurt and them getting protective over their mate? Its ok if no. :)

Rating: Teen & Up

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: GN/M

Fandom: Shall We Date?: Obey Me!

Characters: Lucifer, Mamm, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor, Main Character

Additional Tags: fluff, violence, demons being demons, mates

A/N: Bet you thought I was never going to do this. Bet you forgot you even sent it. Well, the truth is I just got stuck and have been staring at the wip for way too long. 😔

Since you said mate, I am presuming something deeper than an s/o. Something deep and primal that tickles their instincts and base nature.

Lucifer

Politics are a nasty thing, especially between demons. The fact that Lucifer chose a human mate of all possible candidates made it even worse. You were already facing backlash simply being the exchange student from the human world, but now you were a giant target for the demons that hated Lucifer as well.

You can't go on social media without seeing hundreds of messages about your lowly human status, your weakness, how well you must have trained Lucifer, or comments about how easy it would be to break you in two. It's a minefield of harassment, the kind that Lucifer warns you not to look at. You keep doing it though. You really don't have a choice given how it's shoved in your face.

Eventually, he has enough and takes your phone to stop you from looking at the disgusting comments being flung at you. The pure hurt and agony in your face tells a story of just how terrible some of the comments are.

He will scoop you up into his arms and refuse to let you go as he sits you down in his lap. He will only ever be this openly soft and gentle with you, his mate. He will stroke your head and play an album to help you go to sleep. So many of his albums are cursed and this one is no exception. It puts you to sleep, finally able to take your mind off of all those terrible rumors and attacks.

While you sleep, he will have to look into who has been upsetting you so much. It may be time to remind the entire Devildom why he is the first lord and that attacking his mate is the same as attacking him; a mistake that will only be made once.

Mammon

Tripped going up the stairs? Broke your arm falling off your bike? Got a paper cut? You have a nasty black eye? It doesn't matter what the injury is, he will be there the moment you are even mildly hurt. He kisses each place that hurts with reverence, willing away the pain you may feel. His devotion to you is unwavering and complete.

No injury is too small for his undivided attention as he takes you into his arms and wraps you up like his most precious treasure. You are his mate, absolutely perfect. He would drop to his knees just to worship you the way he should.

In his care, you will never truly be hurt. He would never allow you to be.

Leviathan

Being a demon's mate is special. Their devotion belongs to you in its entirety the moment you become their mate, and Levi is no exception. He’s not usually outgoing, preferring to stay by himself with just you as company and making passive-aggressive comments about normies he doesn’t like, but when someone shoves you aside walking down the street? You’ve never seen Levi get so angry.

His hands are on the other person’s throat near instantly, the growl coming from his throat reminding you of the fearsome creature he really is. It’s so easy to forget because he’s usually on the more shy and quiet side, but he is the admiral of hell’s navy and that position comes with expectations.

No matter how you plead and beg for him to maintain his rationality, your words don’t reach him. His mate has been insulted and shoved aside like trash, and he can’t stand it. He is envy and want by his very nature, but he doesn’t have to want for you. You are already his, and that which is his should never be slighted. You’ve seen the passion with which he defends his fictional favorites, haven’t you? If the person that shoved you is lucky, they will know how hard it is to walk away when they have several broken bones. If they aren’t, well, death would be a mercy for them.

He expects praise after he’s defended you. He did good, right? You always seem to like the overly protective love interests in the anime you watch. Surely you can’t admire those traits more in a fictional man than you do your own mate, right? He’d hate to envy someone who isn’t real.

Satan

Ah! You’ve gone and gotten yourself hurt, haven’t you? It’s okay, he’ll take care of it. There isn’t a single thing he wouldn’t do if you came to him with a scraped-up knee (or worse). Even the most major of injuries is treated with a straight face as he patches you up like all you did was stub your toe.

His wrath is for fools and those who do not deserve to exist. He hasn’t a spark in him directed at you or your own clumsiness. Although, he may find the exact piece of furniture you hurt yourself on and throw it into a woodchipper.

It doesn’t matter though. You are safe for now and you are his and he will keep you safe from even your own two left feet.

Asmodeus

Oh, darling… You should know better by now than to be so careless with who you speak to. Demons are nasty, double-speaking creatures that don’t concern themselves with who they hurt. You are his mate, though, and hurting you is unforgivable. People often forget that there are many types of lust in this world; the kind he has for you and the kind he has for those who make you cry.

He could take care of those wretches that upset you but making sure you are taken care of first is far more important. He settles you against him, your head leaning against his shoulder as he rubs your back and tells you to let it all out. There are many ways that you can be hurt, but he will not allow any of them. Sadness is not allowed to lay a single finger on you.

If you cannot be consoled, he will try to distract you instead. There are many ways to prove that there are better things to give your attention to. Him, for example. Why not let your mate take care of you? He certainly wouldn’t mind being the center of your focus for a while. At least until your woe subside.

Beelzebub

Loves you more than words could ever describe. That’s why it breaks his heart when you sit on the couch crying for something outside of anyone’s control. Your heart is aching over something you lost and can never get back. As your mate, he wants to stop you from hurting but he knows that there is nothing he can do.

He crawls up to you like the largest dog in the world and hovers over you unsure how to protect his mate from something he can’t see. Tragedy strikes all people in time – he’s been there himself – but he hates to watch you deal with it. If he could strangle the neck of misery for you, he would.

For now, though, the only thing he can do is be there for you; be there for his mate.

Belphegor

You have never been more terrified in your life. The way his eyes glow as he stares down at the demon harassing you, his lips pulling back so he can show off his fangs, the violent swishing of his tail… all of it makes even you shudder. The demon's claws dig into your wrist as they try to pull you closer, forcing you to act as a shield between Belphie and the other demon.

Such power struggles are commonplace in the Devildom, it just so happens that you got caught up in this one. Well, less caught up in and more taken as a hostage. It was a mistake that demon would only make once.

Their claws wander toward your throat, daring Belphie to do anything other than stand there. You feel them sinking into the soft flesh of your neck, drawing blood from the wound. Then their hands are off of you, pushed away by the sheer force of Belphegor smashing his own claws into the demon's face and sending them backward.

Belphie straddles the other demon's chest, those same claws tearing through their body without mercy for daring to touch you. There is no stopping him as he rips the demon limb from limb, his eyes crazed as he unleashes his full fury. All you can do is sit paralyzed as you watch blood and viscera fly across the room and coat his fingers.

Only once the other demon is long dead does he stop. His face turns toward you. He stands and closes the distance between you both, dropping to his knees before you once he is near and pulling you into his arms.

He's so grateful you aren't harmed. He wouldn't know what to do if anything happened to you especially because of him.

Just stay safe. Please.

[a-very-bizarre-adventure]

Hi! How are you?

I was thinking about what exactly should I ask you and then it hit me!

The Obey me! Brothers and Side Characters meeting Mc's older sibling (you can keep it gn if you want), Y/N, for the first time.

Just imagine:

Y/N, unlike MC, knew a bit about their supernatural bloodline and tried to learn more about magic and the other realms even managing, during Mc's absence, to work with an angel (maybe Gabriel or even Michael himself) .

One day they ask Gabriel/Michael if he knew where their younger sibling was because it had been more than a year since they last heard from them and when the angel told them, Y/N asked immediately to teach them a spell to reach MC, ya know, to see if everything was okay and if those demons were treating them like they should.

That same day they teleported themselves in the Devildom. Right on the student council's room's table during a meeting with the exchange students and the bros. They looked like they wanted to commit a coup but when they made eye contact with MC, Y/N jumped into their arms, making both of them fall on their asses. MC would have a lot of explanations to give...as well as Y/N

(MC: "Bruh WHERE THE HELL DID YOU COME FROM?! AND HOW?!?!"

Y/N: "Lmao I asked my good dude Gabe/Mike to give me a way to reach you and ya know archangels do know their shit and-"

MC: "Wait... ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT THE ARCHANGEL GABRIEL/MICHAEL?! YOU MANAGED TO REACH AN ARCHANGEL JUST TO COME AND SEE ME?!"

Y/N: ". . . yeah? Why are you so surprised? I'd literally drop kick God AND the Demon King's asses to protect you, MC. I mean, I'm your big sibling, that's literally my job since you were born.")

Honestly I think Y/N would probably adopt Luke after two seconds like:

Luke: Hi, I'm Luke I-

Y/N: Oh, Hi! I know who you are! The archangel talked a lot about you!

Luke: R-really?!

Y/N: Yes little one! I heard MC is like your older sibling or something?

Luke, blushing: W-well I really appreciate their company b-but...!

Y/N, patting his shoulder: Well, welcome to the family Luke! Mc's younger brothers are also my younger brothers, so if you need anything don't be afraid to ask me!

Also, I think Y/N would become the love interest of the now dateables (except Luke ofc), the demon bros have MC and Diavolo, Barbie, Solo and Simeon have Y/N.

Furthermore if Y/N finds out about how their little sibling was treated before the pacts and 'lesson 16' . . . well I hope that Beelzebub can hide Belphie faster than he can eat and that Lucifer can apologise harder than he can punish Mammon

And speaking of Mammon! Y/N would probably love him (platonically)

Y/N: You where the first one to approach my sibling in a friendly way? Who was in charge of protecting them and who never left their side? You were their first pact, is that correct?

Mammon, intimidated: y-yes! I'm their first!

His brothers: for the love of Diavolo, stop saying that!

Y/N, not minding them: Good. Thank you, Lord Mammon.

Mammon: W-what? I- I mean of course you would thank the Great MAMMON!!!

Y/N, smiling: yeah, you really are Great. I'm glad you are their first.

Mammon, tearing up: MC, can I adopt your older sibling-

Sorry if I wrote too much! If I did something wrong or if for any reason you don't feel like doing this, feel free to ignore it! I hope you have a wonderful day!

-💀

HAHAHA YES I LOVE THIS

IM SORRY BUT I KEEP IMAGINING Y/N SAYING THE DROP KICKING PART IN FRONT OF DIAVOLO AND HIM JUST BEING LIKE "......👀”

Okay so I did this as more as just as just some random blurbs if thats okay

I feel like at first Barbatos will have beef with Y/N because of the drop kicking comment and sees them as like a threat

But Diavolo becomes INVESTED in Y/N because they’re so bold and works with the archangels

No one has ever dared to say something like that before and yet you did

He’s like, hmmmm. I like them teehee

meanwhile Lucifer is like, “You have GOT to be kidding me, MC.”

Luke absolutely loves Y/N and sees her as a big sister

definitely does sibling shenanigans

Mammon also loves Y/N because she doesn’t talk down to him

Y/N and Mammon become big buddies because they’re thankful that they’ve never tried to kill M/C unlike some demons

I feel like Y/N, Beel, and Asmo would also all get along really nicely 

Y/N for sure gives major attitude to Lucifer. Purposely tries to make his life harder. Lucifer will have to be like, “M/C can you please do something.”

Belphie has to actively stay away from Y/N because even if M/C has forgiven him, Y/N has not

I feel like Y/N would prefer for M/C to hang around with the other exchange students but won’t fight them when they choose to stick around the demon bros

Now on to the romance aspect, I feel like Simeon is definitely up there on the charts since Y/N studied under the high ranking angels

Solomon would also be putting on the moves because he likes how chaotic they are. Also to have studied under the archangels would most likely mean that y/n is probably pretty powerful which intrigues him

Diavolo is absolutely fascinated by y/n. They’re so bold and blunt. He loves it

He wants to know everything about them

Barbs takes some time warming up to them. He doesn’t trust them. I mean they did say they would fight god and the demon king soooo

But he eventually warms up after he sees that y/n just wants to protect m/c

[erimeows]

All There Is

Beelzebub was in a terrible mood.

His day had started out normally enough- breakfast, and then a run to burn it off, and then more breakfast, followed by an argument with Mammon because that second breakfast was actually Mammon's chocolate pudding and toast that he'd been saving. It wasn't abnormal for his brothers to scold him over eating their food, but Mammon was especially bad and always managed to make Beel feel horrible by the end of it.

So, he was sitting in the passenger's seat of your car with nothing but his insecurities to keep him company since you, his girlfriend, was preoccupied with driving. The school year was about to finish, and you and all of the other students in the Devildom were on break, so with Lucifer's permission to use the seal necessary to get to the human world, you'd brought Beel with you for just one day to visit and meet your parents.

Human vehicles were confusing. You were confusing. Life was confusing.

And, as he stared into the rearview mirror, he wondered just what you loved about him. He was alright, sure, but you were amazing, and there were a million others who were better than him; Solomon, his brothers, the angels, the regular humans in your own realm that you'd known before you'd met him. They had their own flaws, but they were kind, well put-together, not a slob, not a glutton. Even Mammon was more appealing than him in his mind, and that... Was saying something.

But seriously, what was there to love about him? His life was centered around food. Maybe you just thought he was attractive? He did work out to burn off all of the calories he ate, but he'd like to think that you weren't shallow enough to only like him for his body... So what was there to him aside from his life that was centered around food? What was it that you saw? Was his biggest flaw all there was to him, or did you see past it? Were you really able to see something else in him that was actually lovable?

"Are you okay?" You asked, breaking him from his self-deprecating thoughts. You always seemed to be able to pick up on when something was wrong with him- something that he both loved and hated about you.

"I'm fine..." The demon mumbled and nervously fidgeted with his fingers. You were getting close to your parents' house, weren't you? How long would it be until you were there? The human world looked so different, and he was terribly anxious... It felt weird. He was usually laid back and calm, happy and easygoing, and he didn't want to be on edge around your family... "Scared, though."

"We don't have to go," Almost as if you'd read his mind, you placed a hand on his shoulder and offered a sweet smile. "I'm sure if I told my parents, they'd be okay with us rescheduling."

"No, it's not worth it," He shook his head and looked out the window. There was a real sun in your realm, but it was setting, the skies painted orange and blue as night began to fall upon you. "I want to meet them, and I don't want to back out last minute, I just... What if they're like my brothers?"

"Beel, try not to worry too much, okay? I think..." At first, your tone had been reassuring, but when you trailed off and allowed your hesitance to show, he felt his heart drop to the bottom of his stomach. Would your parents hate him? Did they hate the idea of their child dating a demon? It was reasonable, he supposed, but the thought was still terrifying... He knew you'd had problems with your parents before and that the relationship was complicated, and he'd hoped that maybe you bringing him to meet them would be like extending an olive branch after the strain that came from you being in the Devildom for so long, but at the same time, they hadn't always been the best people from what you'd said, so he wasn't too sure... "I think it'll go well."

"I hope so. Do you think they'll like me?"

"...I'm not even sure they like me sometimes," You laughed and looked away, shaking your head, which made him frown. "But you're great, Beel. I'm sure they'll love you just as much as I do."

"Thanks, (y/n)... I feel a little bit better now."

Almost as if on cue, you pulled up to one of the houses on the street and parked in the driveway. This was much sooner than he thought, and he was afraid, but he still managed to get out of the car with you and calm himself down when you linked an arm with his and walked with him to the doorstep.

A cold sweat formed across his brow when you rang the doorbell. He'd been planning on taking a moment to mentally prepare himself, but of course, before he could do that, the door opened a little too fast, revealing who he assumed were your parents.

"Hey, Mom, Dad," You smiled, though the reception you received in return was rather lackluster, and the couple didn't even look at the orange-haired demon.

"Come on in," (m/n) said and turned her back to walk inside with (f/n) following. You gave Beel an awkward nod, and with that, the two of you were walking inside and shutting the door behind you to follow your parents into the kitchen. You and Beel quickly sat at the kitchen table right next to each other. There was a bowl of food and a glass of water already set out for each of you.

"So... Who exactly are you?" Your dad asked him. The awkwardness that filled the room was so thick it was almost tangible, like you could cut through it with a knife.

"Oh, uh," Pausing, he looked up at your mother, and then at your father, both of whom were now sitting across from him. "I'm Beelzebub, but you can call me Beel. It's nice to meet you both."

"...Nice to meet you, too," Your dad mumbled. Beel wasn't the most emotionally aware, but even he could tell that (f/n)'s words weren't sincere, which was proved by the following, "I guess.".

"Dad," You winced. "Be nice, please."

"What's for dinner?" The demon asked, peering down into the bowl- it appeared to be soup of some sort, a little different than what he might've eaten in the Devildom, but its aroma was nice nonetheless. "It smells great!"

"I'm not sure what demons eat, or even what (y/n) eats with the lack of visits, so we just made chicken soup..." Your mother sighed, her tone passive-aggressive. Beelzebub cringed at the silence and sunk into his chair a bit.

"Oh... Well, thanks."

"Enjoy."

With that, the four of you began to eat in silence, but before Beel could even try the food, his phone buzzed in his back pocket. He pulled it out as subtly as he could and held it in one hand underneath the table to read the texts, which were from the groupchat with him and his brothers.

Mammon: Yknow you owe me more pudding and toast, Beel

Asmo: ??

Lucifer: I believe Mammon is upset because Beelzebub ate his breakfast before he could get to it this morning...

Mammon: Damn right I am!

Satan: Honestly, you idiots should know better than to leave anything around Beel. He'll just eat it all.

Levi: True dat

Asmo: That is kinda Beel's thing

Beel: I'm sorry ToT I couldn't help it

Mammon: Smh when can you ever

Beel: ...

Belphie: At least he's not stealing people's TSL soundtracks like Lucifer.

Levi: ...What

Levi: WHAT

Lucifer: ...Lord Diavolo just suddenly called for me. Good day.

Mammon: Smh you still owe me Beel

Beelzebub turned his phone off and put it back in his pocket, only to look up and find you and both of your parents staring at him.

"Beel, what's wrong?" You asked, clearly concerned. You knew what had happened over the pudding and toast earlier that day, so he figured he didn't have to give you too much context.

"It's my brothers again... Mammon was talking about what happened this morning."

You gave him a nod, a clear signal that you two could talk about it later when you weren't at the dinner table with your parents... Speaking of your parents, he was definitely unsettled by them. They hadn't started any conversation, and they didn't seem very friendly either, but maybe that was just a human thing? No, that didn't seem right, you were human and you were friendly... And even Solomon could start and hold a decent conversation.

Using the silverware that was on the table, he took a bite of the soup. It was good, but the silverware was human-made, just a little different than what he was used to since it was for human mouths, so he accidentally scraped his fangs against it really hard and spilled a little bit of the broth back into the bowl.

"I know you're a demon, but could you at least try to pretend to have some table manners?" Your mother sneered, which had Beel's face burning red in embarrassment. When he was in the middle eating, he never thought about it much, but after his brother's comments, he was always self-conscious about how he ate after the fact. "On your phone and a messy eater. Ugh."

"Mom!" You scolded and moved to hold Beel's hand under the table. "I told you about this, he can't help it and he's trying his best, plus he and his brothers have a lot going on right now. It's not that big of a deal."

"Not that big of a deal?" The woman mocked. "It's offensive, and I'm sure he can help it just fine, you and those other demons just let him get away with everything."

At that, you stood up so abruptly that the chair's legs squeaked against the wooden floor at the fast movement. Before Beel or your parents could say anything, you were slamming your hands down on the tabletop.

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Shouldn't we be asking you that?" Your dad spat. "You suddenly leave to go to this weird place without any warning and come back with a demon boyfriend who's clearly a slob. Do you even know what people will say about us if they were to know about this?"

Rage was rolling off of you in waves now, so the demon got up and placed a hand on your shoulder in an attempt to calm you down, but that didn't stop you from snapping.

"You know what? I've spent the past year in Devildom by myself, and he's been more of a support than you guys have! I gave you my number, Lucifer and Diavolo contacted you guys and made sure your cells could connect to my DDD, and you never called! And newsflash, I don't give a fuck about your stupid reputation, so stop acting like I suddenly left by choice. It wasn't my choice, but even then, it's been better than staying here with you two would've been."

"You were supposed to come back!" Your mother stood up as well and crossed the table to get in your face. Alarmed, Beel pulled you back and stepped between the two of you, but the woman continued to yell and shot him a glare. "It's not our faults that you let these- these demons hold you hostage, and then decided to date one of them!"

"At least he actually cares about me!" You shouted from behind Beel, voice cracking. "And I care about him, too!"

"Well, guess what? You aren't allowed to come back here if you decide to stay with h-"

"I don't care! I don't want to come back here anyways. I love Beel more than I want to stay here, and if you can't accept that, you don't deserve a relationship with me."

The room went silent. Before things could escalate, Beel pulled you away from (m/n) and gave you a forced smile.

"(y/n), let's get out of here before you get too worked up."

Nodding, you took Beel by the hand and stormed out, the two of you quickly parting ways to get into the car. When you started the vehicle and pulled out of the driveway, the two of you let out a shared sigh of relief.

"I'm so sorry, babe. I didn't think they'd be like that, I mean..." Tears filled your eyes, but you managed to blink them away. "Over the phone, they acted like they were happy for me and like everything was fine, but I should've known that they were going to pull something like this-"

"Why do you love me?"

The second he asked that question, the car went quiet. The atmosphere changed. He wondered if he shouldn't have asked in the first place, but he honestly couldn't help it. He'd fucked up Mammon's morning over food of all things, ruined dinner with your parents, and as much as he loved eating, it just seemed to get in the way of everything, so was he really worth all of the effort you put in?

"What?"

"Why do you love me? If I didn't know any better, I'd think that my brothers and your parents are right... I'm just a slob, and a demon, and I center my life around food. I mean, you could be with one of my brothers, or come back here and find a human to date, one that's normal and-"

"I don't want normal, Beel, I want you," Without much warning, you stopped and pulled into the parking lot of a human fast food restaurant that he didn't recognize, parking and taking your seatbelt off so you could lean over to caress one of his cheeks. "You do eat a lot, and you can be messy, but that's not all you are, and I don't want some normal human. I want you. You're kind, compassionate, and funny- you're the only person who I can nap with after a bad day, the only person whose hands I want to hold, the only person I want to kiss. No one can replace you, and even if someone could replace you, I wouldn't want them. I love you."

"...Oh, thank you, I-" Flustered at your sudden speech, Beel was both relieved and overwhelmed with all of the emotions that you had poured out to him. He wasn't sure what else to say that you hadn't already, so he just kept it simple. "I love you, too."

"It was a mistake bringing you here," You groaned. "I should've known better. I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault that your parents are terrible," He laughed and attempted to blink away the tears that were pooling in his violet eyes, though they ended up falling and streaming down his cheeks anyways. "But we should get out of here."

"How about we head back and get some Akudonald's on the way home?" You offered with a huge smile and reached up to wipe the tears off of his face with your thumbs. "And we can get Mammon a new breakfast for tomorrow, too, okay?"

Chuckling and moving to hold one of your hands, Beelzebub smiled back at you.

"Okay."

[devildomimagines]

Could you do the brothers (Lucifer especially) reacting to an MC who jokes all the time, seems carefree and stupid but eventually they find out that MC is actually a very deeply caring, responsible and intelligent person. They act like an idiot likely as a response to some adversity in their own past. Sorry if its complicated, i just like the idea of the brothers almost discounting MC only to realise they weren't looking deeply enough

Hi Anon! Thanks for the request! Sorry it took me so long to get to, it's been busy in my personal life. The older brothers are under the cut so this post isn’t a mile long lol. I hope this is worth the wait!

Belphegor

King of rolling his eyes at your antics.

Belphie is maybe the most knowledgeable about humans so, of anyone, he might be able to see a little deeper than the surface.

On one of the rare occasions you got Belphie out of the house, you two came across a Little D that was clearly lost.

He didn’t pay it any mind since he figured the Little D would just teleport to their master but you insisted on helping.

As you knelt down to the creature Belphie stood back and watched as you quickly soothed the Little D’s worries and it hopped into your arms. 

You brushed past Belphie to carry the spirit across the street and start talking to the shop owner. The two of you laughed and Little D hopped over to the shop owner’s hands.

“The shop keeper knows that Little D’s master and will give them a call,” you explained as you wrapped your arm around his and began leading him down the road.

“You’re amazing MC,” Belphie murmured, such a small act really changed his view of you.

Where he thought you were foolish in trusting him after what happened in the attic, he realized that he wasn’t a special case of forgiveness, you were just a truly caring person. 

“Hm, what was that Belphie?” You asked but he wasn’t sure if you actually didn’t hear him or if you were teasing.

He wasn’t too proud to admit his feelings but his face did heat up a bit, “I said you’re amazing.”

Beelzebub

He’s pretty caring for a demon so he could see you were too, although maybe he didn’t know the depth until today.

The two of you were enjoying a meal in Hell’s Kitchen. Beel was absorbed in the food that he didn’t at first notice you were distracted.

When you asked for a moment and got up to grab the attention of a waiter. Beel watched on curiously, he was hoping you were asking for more food.

The waiter nodded along and ducked into the kitchen. You waited in that spot and you caught Beel’s stare. You waved at him with a smile.

He waved back with a fried shadow bat in hand.

You laughed and then the waiter was back. They handed you a to-go container, you talked for a second, probably thanking them and then made your way across the restaurant, walking right past your table.

Beel thought to call out to you as if you had somehow accidentally overshot the table but you made your way right out the door.

He started to get up to go after you, he shoveled a few things in his mouth not totally satisfied but more confused why you were leaving.

Then he saw you through the window. He stopped moving as you approached a small demon looking into the restaurant through the window. Beel sat and watched the scene unfold.

It jumped back away from you, probably not having seen a human before, and was clearly defensive as you talked. You then offered the to-go container, popping it open so the demon could see the food contained.

The little demon inched closer, clearly hungry and tempted by the food you offered. You nodded and the demon took the container and ran. You watched for a second and then came back into the restaurant to join Beel.

You sat down like nothing had happened and went back to your meal. When Beel didn’t start eating you asked,  “What is it? Do I have something on my face!?”

He shook his head no, “You’re incredible.” He picked back up eating but he would not forget this moment.

Asmodeus

You watched on as Asmo was applying his make-up. He always enjoys your company when preparing for the day but he noted you were reading the ingredients pretty seriously.

“What’s got you frowning MC?” 

“This is from the human realm, right?” you held up the bottle so he could see the label in the mirror.

He hummed, “That’s right, I get products from all over so that one is definitely from the human realm. Have you used it before?”

“Um, no I tended to stay away from their brand.” You put the bottle back where you found it.

“Why’s that? It is kind of expensive in Grimm, was it the same in your currency?”

“Not really, it’s just that…” you paused trying to think of the most sensitive way to put it, “there are make-up brands in the human realm that test their products on animals before marketing it to humans.”

“How cute!” Asmo giggled at the thought of bunnies in blush.

“No Asmo, it’s more like they are testing if their products are safe for humans by using animals as a proxy. It can be brutal and even unnecessary and could result in the animal’s death.”

Asmo had stopped and turned to look at you as you explained. His face was slightly troubled.

“I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable! I just tried to use products that didn’t use that as a part of their process in manufacturing so as to not cause any unnecessary distress.”

He nodded understanding your thought process. The Devildom didn’t have such markers since suffering was the norm.

The fact that you were thinking about what products you used and their impact on others, even just some animals, had him reassessing you.

It was more thoughtful than he originally credited you. When you and him were joking around and gossiping, he figured your interests were more superficial.

It was refreshing that not only could you keep up with the most recent hot news around town but you truly cared and respected your impact on others.

“Asmo?” You asked, he had been quiet for a while lost in thought.

“It’s nothing!” He recovered but he kept peeking back at you with a mysterious smile.

Satan

The two of you were studying in the RAD library.

There was a particularly tough exam coming up, notorious for dropping the GPA of 75% off the class.

Satan was confident in his abilities but he agreed to come study for your sake. He didn’t have access to know your grade like Lucifer did but he assumed you were struggling by your pleas for his help and deprecating jokes about failing.

He watched as you diligently took out your books and notebook. You flipped through a few of your notes and then shifted your focus to your textbook. Satan shrugged as he opened his own books, you seemed to be off to a fine start.

After about an hour you asked, “Can we quiz each other?”

He agreed and flipped to the end of the chapter he was on for the review questions. Satan took a question and asked it in a slightly different way so you couldn’t rely on memorized answers. 

To his surprise you answered correctly and made up a question for him that he thought was actually pretty difficult. 

Of course he got it right but shrugged it off as a fluke that you didn’t mean to ask such a hard question. The next one he asked you was harder, not from the textbook in any way, it was something that the teacher had mentioned offhand in class.

You got it correct again. With your turn next, you asked another complex question.

Satan answered properly but was now on the edge of his seat, surely twice in a row was not a coincidence.

His next question, he matched your difficulty. You thought for a few minutes and dived into explanation with examples and even a source that you quoted off the top of your head. Your answer was insightful and succinct.

You were waiting for Satan’s assessment of your answer but he sat unmoving.

“Was I mistaken?” You asked, and started frantically looking through your notes.

While you reviewed your materials, Satan was seeing you in a new light. He figured you got along so well with Mammon because the two of you could joke and slack off with the best of them. He thought that you and Asmo got along more as a pair of airheads. But here you were, in this moment your intelligence came off as easy and effortless.

“No, you were right.”

“Really?” you looked up surprised but happy.

He smiled back, but wondered, “What is your current grade in this class, if you don’t mind me asking?”

“Last I checked, like 96?”

Satan laughed and shook his head, unbelievable that he thought otherwise.

Leviathan

He already thought of himself as a charity case. The fact that you would be willing to sacrifice your time to be with him was a miracle in his eyes.

No matter how many times you told him you wanted to hang out with him, it wasn’t a sacrifice, he still didn’t believe you.

When he gets more comfortable around you, he let’s you see his uglier sides when the envy consumes him.

You were a safe space he could vent to and you took that responsibility seriously. You listened and he felt the things he shared never left his room when you left.

It was after one of those vent/gaming sessions that you had to excuse yourself.

You had never gotten up in the middle like that and it scared Levi, had he gone too far? Did you actually hate him?

He watched silently as you left the room. Once the door closed, he was on his feet, what was so important? He decided to follow you.

Levi followed about a hallway behind you, as you turned a corner he would sprint to the corner to watch where you go next.

He followed all the way to the kitchen? He didn’t want to peek in fear of being caught but he listened as you greeted Beel.

Beel asked what’s up and you answered you were getting snacks for an intense gaming night with Levi. Beel must have perked up with the snacks you grabbed and you shooed him off, “If Levi’s up for it, you can join us but you can’t have that snack, I made it for a special occasion.”

Special… special? Levi couldn’t wrap his head around it when he thought of himself but the silence in the kitchen meant you must be leaving… meaning you were heading right for the door he was cupping!

He turned around and found a hiding spot on the other side of the hall behind a vase.

The door swung open as he held his breath. You started the way you came. You were heading for his room and he wasn’t there!

Cue montage of Levi comically running through the halls of HOL to get to his room before. He jumps into his gaming chair seconds before you open his door quietly.

He was panting and sweaty when he turned towards you with a smile, totally failing to act natural.

“Sorry I got up so abruptly but I just remembered I made you this!” You presented a cupcake exactly replicated from the anime the two of you watched last week.

Levi’s heart melted, he felt bad that he had second guessed you. He reached out for the cupcake with one hand and with the other he took your hand to pull you to the bean bags. He was blushing but still said, “Let’s put on that anime while I eat it.”

The level of detail that you had gotten correct showed how dedicated you had been to paying attention to his interests and how much you cared for him in turn. He was also impressed with your baking knowledge, it takes a decent level of skill to be able to replicate something just from seeing it.

The scene was coming up where the protag was going to give the cupcake and Levi was struck with the most embarrassing thought. But if anyone would indulge him, it was you.

As the protag took the cupcake, Levi copied their posture. Then he copied their words in unison they both said, “Thank you, no one has ever made me anything like this before.” The two of them ripped the cupcake in half in the same spot and he extended the half to you as he protag did, “Will you share it with me?”

“Of course!” You and the character answered together then giggled as Levi blushed and hid behind the half cupcake as the two of you returned to sitting on the beanbags.

There was no way he was ever going to forget this moment, his eyes opened to how much you did care for him. Even if he was doubtful of others by nature, he would never doubt you again.

Mammon

People always write Mammon off as dumb and because you have a pact with him, you’re often included in that assumption. The two of you get along like peas in a pod. You’re here for a good time and Mammon can definitely provide that. 

His schemes to make money keep things interesting so you usually go along unless you have other commitments. Today’s work was clean-up in the local park. Not because it was lucrative, but because this was a punishment from a prank that backfired.

You had pleaded with Diavolo for a lighter sentence on Mammon’s behalf as his pact partner and Diavolo indulged you.

Mammon was brooding on your way to the park but you were looking forward to being outside in nature for the day so you chattered aloud to fill the silence.

Barbatos was waiting for you two with the materials you would need. He gave you a look of pity when you turned but Mammon caught it and knew Barbatos was probably feeling sorry you had to be punished when you didn’t do anything. Mammon ripped the rake out of Barbatos’ hand and sulked off after you.

You each set to different tasks, Mammon raking leaves and you weeding the flowerbeds. 

Demons and spirits passed with a few snickers, definitely not the first time Mammon had been sent to do community service but he hated that you were now a laughing stock with him. You didn’t seem phased by it though, even flashing him a bright smile when you two made eye contact. 

Halfway through the day, the two of you were taking a break for a snack and fluids, you shared a bench and admired the work so far. “We might even finish early!” You shared your optimism.

Mammon nodded but still kept quiet. It was so unlike him and you were hitting your limits of how to try to get him out of his own head, you figured he would be back to normal tomorrow but missed hearing his voice.

You two split the last of the duties, you were now cleaning equipment and decorations while he was trimming bushes and trees.

While Mammon was trimming a nearby bush, he heard your voice, then heard his name. He peeked through the bush to watch you talking with a crow.

“I thought it would make the day more fun if I was here with him because he always makes me have fun but it’s like I’ve made his mood worse…” You looked down at the bird bath you had been polishing and knelt down. The crow watched your movements from it’s perch on the top. “Maybe he hates that I intervened with Diavolo, I probably overstepped. I don’t know what I can do to get Mammon out of this funk. What do you think?”

The crow outstretched it’s wings and took off. You pouted, but continued polishing. Mammon was about to push through the bushes to comfort you, his mood wasn’t your fault and he felt even worse that you thought that but then the crow returned.

It swooped onto your shoulder and dropped something into your hand. You jumped with surprise and it scared the crow off your shoulder, it resettled on the bird bath. “This is perfect! Thank you!” The crow let you give it a few scritches and took off once more. You looked around for Mammon.

He nonchalantly rounded the bush so you would notice him, “Mammon! Look!” You rushed over and handed him the object.

It was a golden grimm coin. You explained, “A crow gave it to me, that has to be good luck! Take it and your luck will change, you won’t be punished forever!”

He wrapped you in a tight hug. What did he do to deserve you? Why did you care about him so deeply that you’d give him your treasure and good luck?

You laughed into his hug and he pulled back, “Alright, let’s finish this up and go home, I’ll treat ya to some ice cream on the way back.” He ruffled your hair but your shining eyes and too big smile made him blush and turn away.

Lucifer

He questioned if putting you under Mammon’s care at first was a mistake.

It’s not that you didn’t get along, in fact you two got along too well. Was Mammon’s stupid tendencies to slack off rubbing off on you?

You had been coming back late without being accompanied by one of his brothers and he was determined to find out what you were up to.

For the morning, he watched as you and Mammon walked to school. Lucifer stayed far enough away so he couldn’t be sensed so he couldn’t hear what you two were saying but it was clear you were having a good time. Mammon was snickering as you animatedly gestured and walked backwards. Lucifer’s heart warmed that his brother was genuinely happy then realized he was getting distracted.

You sat through your first class diligently taking notes and participating. The same for most of the classes that day. Lucifer started to acknowledge your responsibility to learning but it made him all the more curious as to why you skipped your last class. 

He watched you look around for any onlookers and dipped into the library. He was both surprised and amused that you were meeting with Simeon. The angel was leading you astray? 

Simeon didn’t look happy about it either, probably scolding you for missing class, but he was a pushover and your pathetic look won him over. The two of you sat as Simeon talked. You were taking notes on whatever Simeon was lecturing on. 

You left the interaction and Lucifer took the chance to talk with Simeon himself. He learned that you were asking about stories from the Celestial Realm. Simeon offered that it was just human nature to be curious what lays beyond life. Lucifer, the ever-skeptic, didn’t believe that was it.

He had lost your trail by talking to Simeon so he went home to wait for your return.

Lucifer intercepted you as you tried to sneak in. “MC, this way please,” he led you to his office, “How was today?”

“Good?” you answered but was unsure why he looked so serious.

“How was class?” 

You got nervous but answered, “Fine, same old same old.”

“Ah,” Lucifer smirked, “And how was Simeon?”

Your attempt to play dumb failed spectacularly when you stammered, “W-who’s Simeon?”

“Lying to me won’t do you well,” Lucifer reminded.

“Sorry, it’s just it wasn’t an approved activity so I didn’t want anyone in your family to be implicated…” you scratched the back of your head and looked away.

“And what activity is that?”

“Oh I thought you knew since you caught me,” you laughed, “Solomon and I were going to play with young demons at an orphanage in town. We were telling them stories from the Human Realm but I thought it would be nice to incorporate stories from the Celestial Realm too.”

Lucifer sighed.

You took that as a sign he was disappointed so you continued, “Let me explain, I know I should have asked permission first and for that I’m sorry. Solomon and I just stumbled on the place one day and the kids bombarded us with questions, never having seen humans before and before I knew it we were going almost everyday. I guess I thought it wouldn’t be bad because exposing the next generation of demons to humans would help Diavolo’s mission to strengthen relations between the realms. And I asked Simeon for stories so we could share Celestial Realm things too without getting Simeon in trouble or putting him in an uncomfortable position.”

Well that was definitely an eye opener for Lucifer. What you said made sense that changing minds starts with the youth. His original assumptions that you were just shirking responsibilities was way off base. He didn’t want to but admitted to himself he was wrong. Not only had you been doing something charitable but you were furthering Lord Diavolo’s message in a different way.

“You’re correct, you should have asked permission,” he started and you sank in your seat, “but I don’t see any harm in what you’re doing except for missing classes.” You sank further in your seat. “For skipping class, you’ll need to do extra studies,” he paused to make sure you knew this was a punishment, “I think a fitting topic would be interracial communication with a focus on the youth of Devildom.”

You perked up with a smile, “So I can keep going to the orphanage?”

Lucifer fought back a smile himself, trying to continue to be stern, “Yes, but that’s only if you don’t skip class and you have one of my brothers accompany you. As competent as Solomon is, he is also human and I would feel better if you had a demon escort.”

You were absolutely beaming now. “I’d like that but I don’t think you brothers would be interested.”

“They’ll do what they’re told but I think the twins would enjoy it the most,” Lucifer offered.

“Thanks! I would like if you could join us sometime too,” you suggested shyly.

He did smile at that, “If my schedule allows,” He didn’t finish before you were hugging him. He stiffened, not used to being hugged after doling out a punishment but softened and returned your hug, “I’ll make time to join you.”

[tofumedic]

Hi! I really love your writing!! ^_^ I wasn't sure if you were accepting requests for headcanons for all the brothers so I'd love to see this for all seven brothers but if that's too much, just Mammon and Belphie is fine. Could I pls request a headcanon for how the brothers would react to accidentally hurting MC? Nothing fatal and nothing permanent beyond just maybe a scar but also more than a minor injury.

Brothers reaction to accidentally hurting MC!

(this is gn! mc like usual and thank you dear i hope you like this sorry it took so long but its such a good prompt i wish i could have done it better!!!!!)

Lucifer

You and him have gotten into misunderstanding that have lead to threats before but once you are closer, to the point when he trusts you, if one of these "fights" happen, the smallest indication of hurt being inflicted makes him pause.

If it's during a moment where he's heated, wings starting to stand out behind him, his first reaction is just pause. Stuck.

He actually physically hurt you, not even to account the probable emotional hurt of him raising his voice with such aggression.

He's all stiff, eyes widened, unsure if he should reach out for you or not so he stays until the manifestation of his demon form fades.

Mammon

A terrible offense as your first man, he's always count on me, let me be the one to save you and yet has personally made you in need of saving.

Though any hurt isn't to be seen after the initial small ouch he talking in a loud voice, telling you, fragile human of his, not to worry!

Mammon does worry not about the physical as much with small injuries but how they make you feel, do you still feel safe? Do you need to him to go sit with you in your room? An ice pack just to soothe your head maybe?

He's at your beck and call free of charge, lucky you even though it did have a price equivalent to a stubbed toe.

He does his best to distract you from any discomfort though he does remember to apologize when his voice calms and lowers volume, him muttering the apology into your shoulder as he pulls you into a hug.

Leviathan

Self loathing meter is breaking high scores, and has started an internal match between "i need to leave" and "i should take care of them"

He's uncomfortable, shifting his weight and stumbling over his own feet as he moves them. Dependant on how close you are would be the change of his reaction.

If you aren't both there already at the scene of his not even a crime, he will decide on both by taking you with him to his room.

It's not before privacy before Levi would his TSL blanket draped over his arms to wrap over you too, arms looped to your middle.

That was overwhelming for a shut in like him! Hey- what do you mean it's just like when he hits his knee on the underside of his gaming desk just that he did it to you? Now he's embarrassed and realizing how he just clinged to you.

Satan

His guilt at hearing you exclaim in feeling a small bit of pain is immeasurable and immediate.

Any progress you had with him being more comfortable with touch has been put on pause and maybe even further back than step one.

It makes him worry for what if it was worse, he couldn't do that to you when you were so important, his strength could have easily made it worse you shouldn't be so calm.

It takes him a bit to calm down, even having to ask one of his brothers to look at your injury too scared to touch it and make it worse.

His apologies are overwhelming in quality but always genuine, with his full being. Remind him that if he can't trust himself to trust you because you trust him.

Asmodeus

Asmo may be one of the more calm ones in this aspect, yet his apologies and concern are still extremely sincere.

A quick mutter to himself before going to gently grab or look at the area of his harm, cooing sorries followed by pet names, kisses every centimeter of the injury and around to try and distract you from any after pain.

He has some bandages if you need them and is quite good at applying them, whether bandaids from shaving nics or a wrap from sprained ankles from heels.

If you are bleeding or the injury makes you tear up that does call some small panic, shakes settling into his calm still hands as he tries his best to soothe and assist.

Beelzebub

He feels that same drop in his heart and heavy pang bodywide that he did with Lilith and Belphegor, another he was supposed to protect that he hurt. How would he make it up to You?

Beel would give you comfort, his sorries and are you okays quiet but extremely weighing on the atmosphere he carried. He wants to make sure you will be okay.

His appetite goes down, but will make you food he knows are easy favorites or comfort foods, staying nearby if you need him to grab something or just for company.

He's quieter than usual and will try to apologize for a time period and a half longer than would be considered normal but it has a history of hitting him hard.

When you or Belphie aren't there to keep him company while he sleeps his old nightmares come back but you get added to people he couldn't save.

He returns back to normal when you press small kisses to the spot he hurt but on him, an old human tale about how it makes pain go away since he seemed to be sharing yours.

Belphegor

Guilty, guilty, guilty. Pausing in panic, stepping away from you with shakes starting to curse at his shoulders, before going to leave.

He promised he was going to make it up to you, that you were safe and that he changed, he shouldn't still have been so mad as he used to be.

He hates that you let him off so easy just because it's a small injury, he keeps breaking your trust you shouldn't be so forgiving because what if you stop and then he has no more chances and finally messes up for good?

Belphie's anxieties for hurting you are very tied to if you bleed at all, the more you do with any injury in general the more he will worry he can't lose you.

His initial panic is calmed by needing you to be okay, pressing every square inch of himself together to be stable enough so he can help you and not worry Beel into making it worse.

But he will be visibly more careful at least for a day or two, on edge of how his body digs into yours when napping or if he's too close that he could push you.

[sevendeadlymorons]

The brothers + undateables react to the MC bringing her small child to RAD because no one in the human world is available to babysit, and they can’t leave a three-year-old alone. Bonus points if at some point, the kid runs up to them with something in their mouth, and when questioned, the kid spits out a rock or something.

IVE ALWAYS IMAGINED THIS IN MY HEAD BUT NOBODY EVER SUGGESTED IT SO OMG THIS MAY BE A BIT LONG-

Brothers + Dateables Reaction to MC Bringing Their Kid to RAD

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Lucifer

He had no idea you had a child honestly but considers it none of his concern

Well, not until you asked him to help out in babysitting that is, suddenly all his stress comes back

At first, the child was hyper, running around, stealing things, climbing on his lap and distracting him from work, he can’t count the amount of times he’s had to save this child from throwing themselves out the nearest window or getting flattened by all his records and books

One time, he caught the child running around with something in their mouth only to spit out a whole rock. Easy to say he was traumatised

But he couldn’t get over how much this small child looked and acted like you and he would never tell anyone, but he completely fell in love with your kid

He’s honestly the best babysitter, checking up on them constantly and keeping them company. The headaches he got from them though were a minor set back for him

Offers to be a regular babysitter as he enjoyed time with them so much and he loves all the little quirks that they share with you

Mammon

Since when did you have a kid?! With who?!

Couldn’t believe it at first but he couldn’t deny this small human looked quite a lot like you and he honestly started to quickly fall in love

Wasn’t so keen on the idea of babysitting but he soon came around as your kid became his new sneaky thief. Lucifer would never dream about harming your child, would he?

Turns out the kid was a huge nightmare, just like his human, and he had to stop the kid from killing themself several times a day. He even had to claw a whole damn rock out of this kids mouth

He was actually pretty cool with the kid when they weren’t causing trouble, though, playing games and talking to them, making them laugh and yeah, he cried when they gave him a little hug

He got flustered at the fact this was your child he was currently looking after and he may or may not have imagined you two having your own children and looking after this one together

He may babysit the kid again… for 500 Grimm, of course, he’s not a charity

Leviathan

He’s not good with children! Don’t leave him with your child!

At first he was shocked you even had a kid. Since when?! But then you dropped this tiny human in his arms and went about your day

Not too sure what babies like at first and he tried multiple things just to entertain them for long enough that he could play his game in peace

To no avail though, the kid was a nightmare, shoving shit in their mouth and causing him to go into panic mode, knocking over his figurines and distracting him from his game

They honestly settled down eventually though as your kid crawled into his lap and snatched the phone from his hands, beginning to laugh at the game on the screen

He’s the cool babysitter. He taught them how to beat the levels in his game, talked to them about his favourite anime’s and even let them play with Henry for a while, this kid quickly had his entire heart

He doesn’t know what came over him but he weirdly wouldn’t mind looking after your kid again if you needed him to… maybe it’s just because they reminded him so much of you though

Satan

Like Lucifer, he didn’t want to be involved with your kid in all honesty

But surprise, he now has your kid wrapped up in his arms for the whole day

He tried his best to keep them company at first even if they were a nightmare. He can’t even begin to count the amount of times this kid ran off and hid and shoved stuff in their mouths only to spit out a pebble or two…

He did enjoyed reading to them though, watching them smile and clap their hands when they heard a part they found particularly amusing and then attempt to read it back in their jumbled baby language

He actually started to really like your child and the two of them went cat searching later on in the day, petting all the cats they saw and sneakily feeding them leftovers from the kitchen

He definitely liked the child more when they were worn out and more calm and they just hopped up to sat on his lap and started poorly reading the book out loud to him in gibberish, but either way, he liked watching the child learn and enjoy reading

He offers to look after the kid more often, he didn’t mind. It was your child after all

Asmodeus

Oh well aren’t you cutest little thing~?

Yeah easy to say he was immediately drawn to this tiny, adorable 3 year old of yours and happily took them in with open arms

The two of them spent the day painting eachothers nails and Asmo brushing your child’s hair, putting in little clips and bows and telling them how pretty they look

For some reason, the child was pretty behaved in Asmo’s care, not including the time they came way too close to eating nail polish and he almost had a heart attack

Gave eachother lots of hugs and he couldn’t stop complimenting them and loving every single time the kid laughed or smiled, it reminded him of you in a way, you two really were similar

He enjoyed being around the kid when they were calm and sleepy as it gave him a good opportunity to just relax without the stress of thinking the kid will eat something they’re not supposed to

He definitely will take care of them more often if you ever need a babysitter, he’d be happy to!

Beelzebub

… is it edible?

After going through the rules of ‘no eating the 3 year old’ with him, he’s actually a pretty good babysitter and took good care of them while you were busy

He always knows when they’re hungry and will feed them whatever they ask, maybe sometimes a little bit too much food though but hey, at least they look happy

He caught them with something in their mouth the one time and he immediately thought they snagged his food, but all of a sudden, they spat out a whole rock and honestly, he gets it. Sometimes he gets hungry enough to eat rocks too…

The two get along well honestly, sharing meals and watching TV and Beel even invites Belphie to help look after your kid so it was just the two of them playing with this tiny human child for hours in the attic

Beel loves the child’s smile, it reminds him of you, and their laugh and the way they give him little leg hugs. Truthfully, he loved your kid so much

Kinda sad when they have to leave; offering to babysit whenever you want him to because he just loves them so much

Belphegor

You really expect him to be able to look after a child? He’ll pass…

But before he knew it, a kid was sat on his bed and you were gone and already he was fed up

Weirdly though, looking at your kid brought him this odd inner peace kind of feeling where he just wants to hold them and never let go. Maybe it was because the kid was yours and it reminded him so much of you…?

He kind of just naps with them more than he should for the entire day. He knows 3 year olds like to sleep and that’s his specialty so he thought why not

When the two of them are awake, he spends it in the planetarium looking up at the stars and teaching the child all the names and alignments or eating way too much downstairs with Beel

There was a time where he had to forcefully snatch this stone out of the child’s mouth after running after them for hours, and then lecture them on how they can’t do that and then he had to take another nap due to being absolutely exhausted but besides from that, the child was pretty sleepy, all day

Yeah ok maybe he fell for your child and maybe he’ll babysit them again, but expect him to complain about it first

Diavolo

He’s actually really happy you came to him first to look after your child :)

Honestly, he’s such a sweetheart towards the small child, but he definitely gave in several times to those irresistible puppy eyes and ended up spoiling them

He was also sort of busy with work so the kid tended to just sit on his lap and play with his free hand and would sometimes run off without him noticing only to come back hand in hand with Barbatos who found them digging through the trash

He wasn’t any good at discipline so whenever they came back covered in trash he kinda just laughed it off and sat them back down, he’s too sweet to yell at such a small and helpless human

He can’t remember the last time he had such fun though. The child was sweet to him and he very much enjoyed watching the antics of a normal 3 year old human with hyper tendencies

They took walks around the garden together, helping them pick little flowers and putting them in their hair, watching them laugh and smile afterwards

The child reminded him of you and that just made them even more lovable to him and it was easy to say he’d without a doubt babysit your kid any time

Barbatos

Never expected you to want him to take care of your child but he’ll do his best

He was sort of busy the entire day and couldn’t take care of the child as much as he planned to but he made sure the child was happy either way

The two of them cleaned up together, Barbatos handing the kid a little feather duster and showing them how to properly clean, watching them enjoying themselves and laughing in the corner of his eye

He did have to scold them a few times for misbehaving and eating things they shouldn’t though, especially random pebbles from outside

When he wasn’t cleaning or tending to paperwork, he took the child on little walks around the garden, enjoying the way the small kid laughed and smiled at all the flowers and butterflies, their arm swinging from side to side cheerfully, causing him to smile too

Easy to say he fell in love hard pretty quickly, noticing the way they took after you and how polite and sweet they were towards him

He wouldn’t mind looking after them again, just perhaps when he’s less busy…

Simeon

He already has Luke but he supposes one more couldn’t hurt

He’s a great babysitter really, no complaints and rarely any misbehaving on the child’s end except for a few times throughout the day where he had to desperately stop them from swallowing rocks

But other than that, the child was pretty calm, following him around and laughing at his awfully made jokes; their hand normally attached to his trouser leg so they didn’t get lost

He loved how the child reminded him of you, their mannerisms and the way they acted were so similar and he couldn’t help but laugh and fall deeper in love with this tiny, peculiar human

He spent a lot of the day having a small tea party with them, sharing biscuits and hot chocolate for the child and tea for him, watching them pour him tea then laugh as he takes a sip

When he needed to do something quickly, he left the child with Luke and then came back to legitimately the most heartwarming game of monopoly between two small children he’s ever seen

He would without a doubt babysit again if you ever need him to, it’s no trouble honestly

Solomon

You’d really trust your kid with him? Really?

He’s honestly really happy you’d entrust them with him though and he’ll make sure to not get them killed

He’s actually really good at babysitting though: making sure they’re always laughing until they’re falling over, showing them cool spells to entertain them, playing games and seeing how badly he can scare the shit out of them without making them cry

Solomon’s that one cool babysitter you always have that’s cool in a bad way, like he’ll make you dinner but he’ll also burn the entire house down, but hey, at least he’s funny

He’ll randomly sneak up behind the kid and yell ‘boo’ just for the fun of it and if they cry, it’s Simeon’s problem now

He absolutely adores it when the kid follows him around and laughs at every little thing he does, it’s like he has his own personal fan

Kinda disappointed when the kid has to leave but make sure to call him to babysit again

Luke

Finally, someone that’s shorter than him!

He kinda just hangs around the kid all day, keeping them company with games and jokes and cheering them up if they start to miss you

He even attempts to teach them how to play monopoly with him but eventually finds out that 3 year olds cannot play monopoly…

Though he isn’t the one actually babysitting, he sure is a good playmate towards the child and they seem to enjoy his company at least

The days full of laughter and just two children having fun, which is a sight to see for everyone at Purgatory Hall

They’ll take walks around together, Luke immediately regretting his decisions and panicking when they put a rock in their mouth and he has to negotiate with them to spit it out

Yeah alright maybe he’s a little sad that they’re leaving so soon, so make sure they come visit again!

[atl4ntxc]

#devildom's ballerina !

BALLET, imagine.

—character(s), Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmo, Beelzebub, Belphegor, Diavolo, Barbatos, Solomon, Simeon, Luke.

—genre, overall fluffy.

—notes, please do take note that this is fem! reader with the usage of she/her pronouns. if any of you wants a male version, send me an ask! (though, it'll be headcanons since my head is empty)

; Mc has to perform on stage as two of the lead roles in Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky's Swan Lake after the exchange program. Little does she know, the brothers and her friends decided to give her a little visit before the show.

—————

They had to come to the human world for this.

Mc is a principal ballerina, though she doubted her skills, it was painfully obvious that the female was amazing at ballet. Ballet is theatrical – performed on a stage to an audience utilizing costumes, scenic design and lighting. It can tell a story or express a thought, concept or emotion. Ballet dance can be magical, exciting, provoking or disturbing.

For this years' performance, the ballet company that Mc was in decided to do the iconic 'Swan lake' performance.

And Mc was cast to play Odile, the black swan maiden and the secondary antagonist in Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky's Swan Lake. She also got to play Princess Odette, the white swan maiden, who is the heroine of the ballet. Getting two of the main roles of Swan Lake was surely exhausting, hours and hours of rehearsals in the dance studio and inside her own home.

Ballet is not a simple art form, and the brothers absolutely knew that.

"Okay, so the portal should be able to work now." Said Barbatos, smiling lightly at the brothers.

"Ah, I can't wait to see Mc again! It's been such a long month~" Asmodeus whined, putting both of his hands against his cheek and began caressing slowly. "It's only been a month, Asmo..."

"A whole month without Mc was terrifying! I don't have the courage to go through that anymore,"

Satan sweatdropped at his brother and gave him a nervous smile. "Right... Anyway, Barbatos— is the portal ready?" Barbatos looked at Satan and nodded, his gloved hand making its way to the portal.

"Well, what are we all waiting for? Let's go and visit Mc!"

Everyone that was present cheered.

—————

You sipped on your coffee, opening your Spotify playlist in the process as you put your earphones in.

You were on the way to the theatre, the time was currently around 7:30 am. It was the opening night for Swan Lake, and you got two of the major roles, Princess Odette and Odile. When the cast was announced, it was surely exciting but it worried you to the core.

Some would think this is a nightmare, some would think this is a dream. But you'd prefer to keep it at a neutral level like most professionals do.

As you step into the theatre's ground, you were shocked to see the ruler of hell and his butler, standing there, waiting to greet you.

"What the..."

"Mc! Hello, welcome,"

You stared at them when you felt your hands shake, making you drop your cup of coffee (which you paid a lot for), yet Barbatos thankfully managed to catch it.

"Whoops! Don't want to drop that. Here," Barbatos gave the cup to Diavolo, who handed it to you with a smile. "What are you- Why are you guys here?" You fixed your posture and took out your earphones.

"Well, we heard that you had a performance this evening and we wanted to surprise you! So, tell me, Mc. What is this 'Ballet' thing and how does it work?"

You stared at Diavolo with furrowed eyebrows and a disappointed sigh and cracked your knuckles. "Alright, let's get into it."

—————

"Oh, so it's basically a dance concert?"

"Yes, definitely." After showing Diavolo and Barbatos videos of various ballet performances, you decided to shut off your phone and get ready for your rehearsals. "It's kinda complicated but... I kinda have rehearsals in a few hours, and my show will be starting soon."

"Oh right, yes!" Beamed Diavolo, Barbatos smiling nervously in the background. You bid the demons a farewell and walked towards your own dressing room, remembering each move that was required in the performance

As you stepped into the room, you were surprised to see all of the demon brothers, waiting patiently for your arrival. "What kind of witchery is this?!"

"Mc! You're here!" Spoke Asmo, lunging himself towards you but failing after as you got pulled in a hug by Leviathan. "I missed you, my player two..." he whispered, burying his face into the crook of your neck as you lightly laugh at him, combing his hair through your slender fingers.

"Getting bold now are we, Levi?"

"I-" Before he finished the sentence, you were pulled away by the arm. "Hey! I'm her first," growled the avatar of greed, as he kept you in his arms in a protective manner. "Mc isn't yours, Mammon. Let her go!"

"Guys, stop! Look, you guys can quarrel later but I have rehearsals to do. It's already opening night, and I really don't have time to slack off." You exclaimed, pulling away from Mammon and putting your dancing bag on the dressing table. They apologized and you accepted it.

Taking your ballet costume that was specifically designed in white to the dressing area, you changed into it and untied your braided hair.

"Woah, Mc you look absolutely gorgeous!"

"Thank you."

You sat on the vanity seat and styled your hair into a classic ballet bun with braids wrapped around, styling it neatly and putting hair spray right after. "Looking great, Mc~! What about your makeup? Can I do it?"

"Excuse me, That's my job." Asmo turned his head to see a tall female that was around 5'8, with a layered brunette hairstyle. This was probably the makeup artist, thought Lucifer.

"Mc, do you know her!?"

"Anastasia, hey. Uh, she's our professional makeup artist..." You answered, smiling slightly at the brunette and sweatdropping right after. Asmo had a betrayed look cross his face, "You have your own makeup artist?" he whined.

"Usually, I teach Mc how to do makeup by herself, it is my profession after all. But, Mc requested for me to do her makeup for this performance," Anastasia sighed, making Mc smile nervously as Asmo gasped.

"Mc, you could've asked me!"

"Asmo, quit it. Alright, all of you, let's just wait outside." Lucifer kindly interrupted the conversation, pulling Asmo by the collar and making his brothers stand up to leave as well. "I'm so sorry about them."

"Don't worry about it." The brunette shook her head, her long locks falling off her shoulder. "Do you want it light or heavy?" questioned Anastasia, picking up her makeup brush. "Depends on you, of course. I don't mind anything!"

—————

"Mc, I believe you're a little late for rehearsal."

"I sincerely apologize, Madam Maria. It'll never happen again,"

"I'll take your word for it, now chop-chop! We're beginning our last rehearsal before the show." The Russian woman clapped her hands, making both of the male and female ballerinas jolt up to their positions.

—————

"You can do it, Mc!"

"Yeah! Go for it, Mc."

"Solomon, Luke? You guys aren't allowed to be backstage!" As much as you'd like to interact and spend time with them, this was not the time as you were about to go on stage in 10 minutes.

"I'm sorry, Mc! We just wanted to see you before the show." Luke frowned, hugging you as a part of the apology. Solomon nodded, a nervous grin crossing his face as he rubbed his nape. "Sorry if we caused a disturbance."

You sighed and let the corner of your mouth slightly curl up, softly smiling. "Well, you did cause a little commotion back there, but I guess it's fine. I've missed you guys too!" Pulling them in a hug, you were still careful to not accidentally mess your costume up.

"I miss the warmth you all provided, really."

"That's pretty poetic, I like that." Laughing lightly at Solomon's joke, you punched his arm, making him jerk back in pain. "Hey! It's true, what?" Luke cheered on, seeming to like the fact that you were beating Solomon up.

"Anyway, we'll go back to our seats now. Good luck, Mc!" Solomon exclaimed, pulling Luke away who was very angry at the fact that he never got to spend time with you. Smiling at the retreating figures of the males, your smile got wider as the music started to appear, walking onto the stage.

Each move you did was did gracefully, and it made the Devildom residences eyes locked onto your form, which appeared to be glowing as the stage light and music made it more beautiful, to the point where Belphegor was not able to sleep, too mesmerized.

Simeon was so proud of you, from the day you introduced yourself to the day of your last breath, and he made sure to stay that way.

Luke's eyes were sparkling, him silently cheering you on as he had a big smile across his face. Solomon was also smiling, witnessing his fellow human friend becoming and reaching one of her biggest dreams.

Diavolo had a satisfied and proud grin on his face, watching you intently on every move you make. Barbatos on the other hand, had a slight smile decorating his face, complimenting his beauty even further. His hands were rested on his lap, relaxing at the classical music that was presented, watching you perform on stage.

Leviathan and Asmodeus had their phones out, recording everything. Levi had sparkling eyes with a smile and Asmo had his right hand clasped on his mouth with tears in his eyes. "Mc looks pretty." Whispered Beelzebub, who was stuffing his face with popcorn.

"I agree. I can't sleep, but I'm not complaining," Belphegor nodded, resting his face against his palm.

"That's my human! Go human!"

"Mammon, shut up! Don't disturb." Lucifer scolded Mammon, who had his arms up in the air, to show how supportive he was of you. He lowered his arms down and began to cheer more quietly, his eyes full of adoration.

After scolding Mammon, Lucifer relaxed back on the theatre seat, closing his eyes for a mere second before reopening them, moving his gaze to the stage.

The performance ended with rounds of applause from the audience, making the theatre be filled with noise.

Wiping the sweat off your forehead, you sipped on the water that was provided by your ballet teacher. "You did great out there. It was a nice performance," she complimented, which made you almost choke on your drink, as she almost never compliments anyone, but instead insult them.

"Thank you, Madam Maria."

"All of you can head home now, or wherever you want to be. Just make sure to show up at our next lesson!" She announced, letting the ballerinas rest. Some nodded their heads, some ignored the woman's words yet she didn't care.

"That was tough, how was it Mc?"

"You're lucky to get one of the swans... My legs are practically dying out of exhaustion right now."

Whining at your fellow colleague, the female laughed at you before laying on the ground, closing her eyes. "Hah, you wish you were me. My wishes have been granted!" You shook your head and deadpanned at the woman, "You act like you're drunk when you're exhausted, Maribelle."

Maribelle laughed and looked at you in the corner of her eyes, "Ugh, I know, and I'm proud." She sat up, straightening her legs while massaging them, "Is anybody going to pick you up? I can give you a ride."

"Oh, I'll pass. I have some people coming to pick me up, don't worry. You should rest, Maribelle."

"You act like my mother! I mean, not that I mind, but you should take care of yourself more." She frowned, taking a hold of your shoulder, face full of concern. You smiled softly and patted her hand, "I'll take note of that."

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"Mc, that was incredible! You were so pretty up there, doing those twirls and making them look so easy," Luke exclaimed, putting his hands up in the air before lowering them down and putting them on his hips, huffing. "Can you teach me?!"

"I don't mind, Luke. It's painful though!"

He stopped walking and shrieked in horror, a scared expression plastered on his face. "On second thought, I don't think I wanna do ballet. Sorry, Mc!" You laughed at him, shaking your head.

"You were great out there, Mc. That was just raw talent,"

"Thanks, Barbs! That means a lot."

"I mean, you're my human! As expected from the great Mammon!" Lucifer hit his head, eyebrows furrowing. "It was entirely Mc, you're not involved Mammon."

"Hey, ya don't have to be so mean about it!" He pouted and rubbed the back of his head, sweatdropping. "It's fine, Lucifer. Let him be, don't be too fussy about it," You commented, putting a hand on Lucifer's back, rubbing it up and down in a comforting manner.

And as the wholesome moment was about to be treasured, Lucifer heard a click from someone's phone. He looked up to see Belphie, smirking evilly before showing the photo he took of Lucifer, sharing them with Satan.

"Belphie, delete that!"

"Make me."

"Anywayy, good job Mc! Though, the pas de deux between you and the prince made me jealous..." You looked to see Asmo, his smile turning upside down into a frown. "Pas de what?"

"Pas de deux is basically a dance for two people, typically a man and a woman." Satan interrupted, answering Mammon's question as well as Levi and Beel's questioning gazes. "Oh, it's THAT scene..." Levi frowned as he recalled the scene between you and Prince Siegfried's performer.

"We're just friends, nothing special." You denied their assumptions, waving it off. Beel looked at you and slightly smiled, taking a macaron and giving it to you. "Here, you deserve it."

Thanking Beel, you put the macaron in your mouth and chewed on it, swallowing it right after, enjoying it fully.

"Mc?"

"Yeah?"

"Would you like to be Devildom's official ballerina?"

[blackstar95]

The Brothers reaction when MC slaps their ass

Lucifer

As usual, Lucifer listened to some classical music and poured himself a glass of wine to relax a bit.

Once he was done, he brought the glass to his lips and took a sip, savoring the taste.

"Mhm," he hummed to the sound of the melody and blissfully closed his eyes, enjoying the quiet moment he was having.

Much to his dismay, you entered his office without making yourself noticable.

Now dont get me wrong, he loves enjoys your company.

But not when your main goal is to tease him.

An thats exactly what you were doing.

You grinned mischievously as you slowly crept up to him, his back turned to you.

Since he was in his own state of mind, he didn't noticed anything.

That was until you reached your hand out.

In that milisecond, Lucifer's senses were tingling and his eyes shot open, turning around as fast as lightning.

But it was too late.

He only watched as your right hand colided with his left buttcheek, giving it a good squeeze afterwards.

Lucifer jumped and just stared at you in shock, processing what just happend.

And you just stood there with an empty expression, your eyes starring at your palm.

"Wow, your butt is actuallly softer than I thought".

Lucifer furrowed his brows in anger and shook his head.

"MC".

"Yeah?" You asked, looking up at him innocently.

Lucifer had that closed eyed smile with an dark aura surrounding him.

"Now, what made you think this was an good idea, MC?".

You shrugged and slowly walked backwards, shivering nervously "I dont know.. I was just curious?"

"Curious?" He met up with your steps and tilted his head to the side, his smile never leaving

He became dangerously close, making you more nervous than you already are.

You felt your back hitting the wall and your eyes widened.

Oh lord...

Lucifer slammed his palm beside your head, caging you.

You flinched and looked to the ground, feeling suddenly so tiny under him.

Lucifer cupped your cheek and made you look back up at him, a sadistic smile on his lips.

"Such inappropriate behavior should be punished, MC"

I leave the rest up to your imagination.

Mammon

Mammon was walking beside you as always, being practically attached to your hip (nothing new).

You guys were at R.A.D on your way to the cafeteria, since it was break time.

The greedy demon beside you rambled about that new scheme to make money, and you once again had to talk him out of it.

"Ya! It aint a dumb idea!" He protested.

"It is Mammon. Just think about Lucifers reaction and the consequences," you shook your head "Want to hang from the ceiling that bad?".

Mammon only scuffed, turning his head to the side.

You glanced over to him and noticed a visible pout on his lips, making him look like a child.

"Hey, Mammon".

"Hm?" He looked over at you "What's up?".

You raised your hand and reached over for his bottom, smiling sweetly at him.

"Cheer up".

He was about to question you, but before he could even start his sentence, you cutted him off with a real loud smack on his ass.

Mammons stopped dead in his tracks and his eyes widened in shock "W-what?".

Once realisation kicked in, his face flushed in an intsant.

"O-oi, human! Whats the big deal slappin' my butt like that?!". He yelled at you, looking like a fricking tomato.

You couldnt help but let out a few chuckles, highly amused by his reaction.

"Ya! It aint funny!"

Thanks to his loud voice, the whole hallway now knew what just had happened.

Leviathan

Leviathan walked down the stairs to the dining room.

He was really excited because he finally got his hands on the new Ruri-chan merchandise that came out.

"Woaah! I cant believe I got that limited edition figurine!, its SO rare and the new outfit- its just soo angelic-"

Levi being caught in his own ramblings didnt noticed that you were walking beside him.

"And that new hairstyle! I cant believe Ruri-chan could get even more cuter than she already is-"

"Say Levi, to who'm are you talking to?"

"WAh!", Levi jumped slightly at the sound of your voice and almost tripped over his own foot.

"Wha- MC!? How long have you been here!?"

You smiled at him and grabbed his shoulder for support, preventing him from falling down the stairs.

"There there, calm down. I didnt heard much".

Levi let out an sigh of relief and turned to you.

"Yeah right, I mean who would want to listen to an yucky otaku like me?".

You facepalmed in your mind and sighed, he really needs more confidence.

Leviathan kept walking and pitying himself, mumbling random stuff.

He has such a negative mindset.

You walked up behind him not thinking much.

But then you stared at his head and then his back,

Eventually your eyes landed on his bottom.

You smirked to yourself as you just ran past him, giving his butt a hard and loud smack.

Levi yelped in surprise and stood still, overwhelmed with what just had happened.

His hand grabbed his right buttcheek and rubbed it, being too shocked to react.

You turned around and waved at him. "Damn Levi, you really got an nice butt there! Im soo jealous!"

You then disapperaed in the dining room.

Levis brain needed a whole minute to process what just had happened.

And then he became a stuttering mess.

"M-M-MC! W-what was that now?!, h-hey wait!" He hid his flushed face behind the back of his hand as he stumbled after you.

Ngl he was kinda happy you touched him.

Satan

Satan was on kitchen duty, cooking his curry.

He invited you to join and help, so you guys could spend some time together.

And theres no way you would ignore that chance.

So here you were beside him, giving him the ingredients he asks for and making some small talk.

"Did you know that Beel almost ate my hair in his sleep?" You sighed "Im lucky im not bald".

Satan glimpsed at you and raised his eyebrow, shaking his head, "His hunger really doesnt know its limits".

He looked up, "Well speaking of sleep, I had an unpleasant dream last night."

You handed him the spoon and nodded "What was it about?"

Satan sighed, "Beel ate too much and grew to be a giant. He then ate the House of Lamentation, leaving the rest of us homeless".

You laughed, "Why do I have a feeling that could actually happen?"

Satan frowned "He already eats plates, its only a matter of time until he starts eating the walls".

You chuckled, intending to jokingly slap his arm.

But since you werent focused on what you were doing, you didnt notice how your slap landed right on his butt.

Satan dropped the spoon he was holding and looked at you with wide eyes.

"What are you doing?"

You turned to him with an confused expression "Did I do something wrong?"

Satan cocked an eyebrow and leaned his head to the side "You just slapped my butt".

Now its your turn to look at him with wide eyes. "I did what now?".

Satan didnt knew if you were joking or not, and it was kinda ticking him off.

"My butt. You slapped it".

"No I only slapped your arm- ohh wait..." you chuckled.

"What is so funny?" He asked you with furrowed brows.

"Sorry Satan, I wasnt focusing on what I was doing and accidently slapped your butt instead of your arm," You shrugged "My bad".

Satan nodded and turned back to what he was doing "Next time be more careful, or I will return the gesture".

You smirked and leaned over to him "I wouldnt mind that".

He will remember that.

Asmodeus

Asmo was having a mid-life crisis.

He was on one of his diets, because his waist gained 1 millicentimeter.

You assured him that a little more weight always looks good and healthy but he wont listen.

So here you were infront of him, eating one of his favorite Cupcakes.

"MC darling, why do you have to torture me like that?"

He whined "Its not faair!"

You just shrugged "I have another cupcake left for you, but since you're on your little 'diet' I will give it to Beel."

He sighed and dropped his head on the table "Does my pain bring you pleasure?".

You frowned "I-"

Asmo gasps and sat back up straight. "Dont tell me your into that stuff?, Wow!"

He smiled and wiggled in his chair.

You sighed and shook you head "Asmodeus, stop".

He pouted "You're no fun..".

After some time you finally finished the cupcake and Asmodeus had reached his limit.

He watched as you stood up and walk towards to the kitchen.

"Wait, what are you doing?" He also stood up and followed you.

"I will bring the cupcake to Beel-"

"No, wait!" he grabbed your wrist and stared at you.

You looked back at him "What is it, Asmodeus?".

He glimpsed to the side "I dont want him to eat my cupcake.."

You clicked your tounge and pulled him towards you, making him stumble to the side

"What are you doi- AH!" He moaned yelped in surprise as you slapped his ass.

"Just eat that damn Cupcake. Its not like you will gain 10kg from it".

He blushed "Oooooh MC! That really made me excited! How harsh you pulled my wrist-"

You just let go of him and left the room.

"MC where are you going?, you cant just leave me here!"

Beelzebub

Beelzebub asked you to keep him company while working out.

And of course you said yes.

So now you sat there, on the bench with a towel in hand, enjoying the view infront of you.

Beelzebubs biceps flexed as he lifted weights, and his white tanktop was drenched in sweat, making it transparent.

His abs showed through the fabric and you blushed.

How can this man be so big and muscular?

You blinked when he stopped his workout and laid the weights back down.

He grabbed his bottle from the floor and drank from it, taking big gulps.

You decided to stand up and walked over to him.

"Hey, Beel"

Beel lowered the bottle from his mouth and smiled at you "Hey, MC!"

You smiled back, and held the towel in your hand out to him, "Here take this".

"Thanks" He nodded at you and grabbed it, wiping the sweat on his face away.

"So, how is the workout going so far?" You asked couriously.

"Im still warming up" he replied.

You blinked, Still at warming up, huh?.. impressive.

"But im starting to feel hungry..." Beel pouted.

You laughed "You can do it Beelzebub, I believe in you".

He blushed and smiled at you "Thanks, MC!"

So cute.

You nodded and patted his shoulder "Sure".

Beel proceeded to start his warm up again, starting with some sit-ups.

But you had other plans.

"Beel wait!" You ran up to him.

He stopped what he was doing and looked over at you "What is it, MC?"

Before he could fully turn his body to you, he felt a stinging sensitation on his butt.

He looked at you startled, now realising you slapped it.

"Wow Beel, your buttcheeks are pretty hard.. are they made of iron or something?" You hold your hand up to your face.

Beel blushed slightly, not knowing what to do or say.

You just shrugged and turned around, marching towards the bench you were sitting on.

But suddenly, you felt a light clap on your own butt.

You gasped, "What-, Beel?!" You looked behind you and saw him standing there, smiling.

"Your butt feels really soft and nice, MC". he chuckled, "Is that a human thing to do?"

"Beel no-"

Belphegor

Belphegor was taking a nap in the attic, skipping the student council meeting.

And since you were coming late to the meeting due to some complications, Lucifer ordered you to search for Belphie and bring him there along with you.

And thats how you ended up infront of the attic, clearly annoyed.

"Belphegor," you spoke as you opened the door "I know you're in here".

The youngest brother laid on the bed, snoring and cuddling into his cow pillow.

You walked over to him and shook him "Hey Belphegor! Wake up!"

He stirred in his sleep and furrowed his brows.

Eventually he opened one eye and glimpsed at you. "What is it?"

"Lucifer wants me to bring you to the council meeting" you explained.

"Too bad, I wont go" he closed his eyes again. "Why dont you join me?"

"No," you shook your head, "Please, stand up".

He groaned "No, I dont want to go".

Thats it

You grabbed Belphegor by his arms, and turned him on his stomach.

His eyes shot open "Dah! W-what, hey-"

You raised your hand and slapped his ass, the sound of it echoing through the room.

Belphegor jumped and sat up straight, looking at you in disbelief.

"What was that for?!" He blushed

"You should stand up," you crossed your arm over your chest "I asked you nicely but you wont listen".

"Alright..," He closed his eyes "I will go"

You nodded "good"

But before you could turn around, Belphegor grabbed your wrist and laid you over his lap, his hand resting on your butt.

You blushed when you realised what he was doing,

You tried to escape, but his grip on you was too tight.

"Heheh," he chuckled "Time for payback".

"B-belphegor-" you were interrupted by his hand squeezing your left cheek slightly, making you shiver.

Belphegor raised his hand and striked an direct slap on your butt.

He expected you to squeak cutely, but instead a loud moan left your lips.

You quickly sat up and covered your mouth, an massive blush on your face.

Belphegor stared at you with wide eyes,

But after a few seconds he smirked.

"Didnt knew you're into that stuff," he teased you "Im not complaining though".

You just hid your face in his shoulder, too embarassed to look up "Dont tell anyone about this..".

Belphegor chuckled and patted your head "I wont, that would ruin the fun".

He will still tease you about it tho, but just when you guys are alone.

[certified-sloth]

This idea really came from the last fic I made about Mammon LOL

When they visit your grave

Lucifer

He visits you during his free time

He'll talk with your grave thinking you would want the company

At first, he would leave you crimson roses to represent his sorrow of losing you

But as time gradually passes, he'll think you'd rather receive red roses as a sign of his love and affection

He'll slowly move on from your death but that doesn't mean he'll stop visiting you

He would and will come by with your favorite meals or items whenever there's a special occasion

In every usual day he drops by, he'll always have the red roses to leave on your grave

Mammon

Oh he doesn't move on from this

He'll visit you every single day if he could

The first day he came he had to be practically ripped away from your grave by Lucifer

If he's not doing his money-making schemes or at the casino, you'll likely find him in front of your grave

He rants about everything and anything he could think of

He often wished you were still here so he could hear your voice, but all he received was silence

He doesn't have much knowledge with flowers but he would always leave your favorite flowers/item on your grave every chance he gets

Leviathan

It took him awhile to visit you really

He couldn't accept it so he holed up in his room more

His brothers had to convince him to visit you so he reluctantly agreed

When he's in front of your grave, he couldn't bring himself to smile, he'll sit in front of it and ramble about the new animes

Thinking that you were silently listening to him like you always did

He'd talk about locking himself in his room more ever since you were gone, but he couldn't really blame you

He's not sure what flowers you liked, but he left a game for you, thinking you might get bored if he doesn't drop by

Satan

He visits you often

Whenever he can, he'd rather read a book in front of your grave

He'll greet you and tell you how his day had been

He'll tell you a story or two and bring refreshments with him as he keeps a snack and tea for you

He'll reminisce his memories with you, he would have a longing smile on his face, hoping that maybe you'd come back just like those cliché romance stories

He'll tell you about his and Belphie's schemes to prank Lucifer and he would imagine you either laughing or scolding him

He would leave you peonies and a small bookmark from time to time

Asmodeus

He doesn't visit you as often but that's because he needed to take it in before he could actually visit you like Levi

When he visits you, he'll bring you Orchids, sometimes Larkspur, or even Sunflowers

He adores you, he found you beautiful and if he can't prove it with mere compliments like before, he'll show you with the flowers he gives you

He'll tell you any gossip he's come across

He'll still gush about himself but it's not as much as he used to

Because he respects your place, he'd admit that even he doesn't feel just as happy with mere beauty products now that you're gone

Even if he doesn't like getting his hands dirty, when your grave is getting all dusty, he cleans it up for you just like his brothers

Beelzebub

You know that situation where he thinks it's his fault? Yeah, that

He can't bring himself to visit you so he ends up being convinced to go so long as Belphie comes with him

He really wouldn't know what to say so he just sits there with Belphie having to pat his back and console him if he ever breaks down

He'll tell you stories, talk about how him and his brothers are doing

He'll even save food and bring it to your grave! He expected this because you weren't really immortal like them, but he's still hurt

He'd stare at your grave with teary eyes but never forgets to leave food and white roses

No matter how you acted when you were alive, he still thought you were a pure human he's grown to love

Belphegor

He visits depending on his mood, if he misses you or even thinks about you, he goes to you, but if the past haunts him, he'd rather not go

Like his twin, he can't help but blame himself

Sure he's killed you once, but having to see your grave thinking you won't come back the second time, haunts him

Ever since he's grown to known you like his brothers and came to forgive him, he basically feels he can't rip himself off you

He'll go to you, he may be lazy but he will clean up your grave if it's gotten dirty

He'd sleep near your grave, thinking you were still cuddled up with him, Beel had to take him home and make him his favorite soup

He'll leave you a small cow plushie along with red and white carnations as means of thanking you and remembering you for everything