#devildash

[voltgeist]

I have this DevilDash driver who always texts me directly when he delivers my food and always ends the sentence with 'bubba'. This has been occurring for the past year. I have not seen his face once.

[devildashsoul-blog]

When you're caved inside your own reality and forced to feel your own wrath of emotions. There are moments when you just want to let go, all that you're holding on to but you can't because if you do let go, you'll be left with your stale soul and the darkness within you will consume you as you move away from the only source of light. #solitude #darksoul #emptiness #demons #dark #love #hate #story #dusky #snowy #DevilDash

[moemoemammon]

Headcanon for bros' morning routines?

The Brothers and Their Morning Routine 🌅

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Lucifer

Despite how nice it is to wake up before the others, Lucifer isn't a morning person. But the call of duty doesn't offer him the luxury of sleeping in very often. Between Diavolo and his brothers, there's a lot he needs to prepare for.

Diavolo also likes to call for a chat first thing in the morning, so he naturally wakes up early. He's told the Demon Prince A THOUSAND TIMES to stop calling like that, but Diavolo insists that he likes "hearing his morning voice". It's annoying..

But Lucifer takes his morning prep slowly, brewing a cup of coffee for himself before he does anything else. He'll slowly drink it while reading the RAD newspaper. It's like a little slice of paradise, having the chance to relax.

And once that's finished, he washes up and brushes his teeth, making sure everything about his appearance is perfect before he dares to show himself.

He'll also take a bit of time to look over the work he has to do, maybe even taking a few papers down to the table with him. Now all he had to do was prepare his nerves for whatever shenanigans his brothers subjected him to for the day, and the headache that was bound to come from it.

Mammon

Mammon moves a lot in his sleep, so he's usually all tangled up in his bedsheets if he hasn't kicked them away completely. And there's the rare occurrence where he just falls out of bed-

Kinda sloppy, but who's graceful first thing in the morning? He peels himself out of bed yawning and scratching his stomach while he stumbles off to the bathroom.

He might not be as vain as Asmo, but he cares about his looks, too. A quick shower and a little bit of styling for his hair, and he'll be ready! Oh yeah, he's gotta brush his teeth too. Wait... he forgot to buy toothpaste!

It's probably fine.. He'll just borrow some of Levi's. It's not like he'll know. And some of his mouthwash, too. Maybe his hairbrush, since it's just laying there?

He either takes forever to get ready, or he's done at the speed of light. Either way, he's in a hurry to get down for breakfast because he knows Beel's got an eye for his plate! And he's gotta head out soon anyway. There's money to be made!

Levi

Not much of a morning person himself, but every morning is a blessing when he gets to wake up with his lovely Ruri-chan dakimakura in his arms 💕💕

That aside, he starts his day by giving Henry his breakfast. Only the best for his best friend! Then he'll check a couple of gaming forums for the latest news, and bases the day's schedule around that.

He's not really in a rush to get ready if it's not a school day. He's got plenty of snacks in his room in case Beel eats his breakfast, and he can always order something through DevilDash.

But still, he wants to freshen up a bit so he'll go for a shower, and brushes his teeth. Wait.. was there always so little toothpaste? He swore he just bought a tube last week! Well, whatever.

If he chooses to eat with everyone else (or Lucifer forces him to), he's always in a hurry. He's wasting so much time! The schedule of an otaku isn't one that should be taken lightly! Do you know how much level grinding he could be doing right now?!

Satan

Satan has a tendency to pull all-nighters when he just can't bring himself to put a book down, so he usually looks ROUGH. I'm talking messy hair, bags under his eyes, looking like he just got beat up by his bed.

And he's not a morning person despite usually waking up the earliest, so it's best not to make eye contact until after he's finished getting ready. He's stomping around, irritably making his bed and getting his clothes ready for the day.

But after he's showered and gotten dressed, his mood has significantly improved. And since it's still early, he has time to brew some peppermint tea and read a book by the window.

It's nice to wake up before everyone else, so he can have some peace and quiet before the idiocy begins.

But the quiet also gives him a chance to consider the day's schedule. What new prank could he harass Lucifer with today? He’d been looking into cursing Lucifer's coffee mug, so whatever liquid was poured into it would turn into vinegar. Maybe he should try it out?

Asmo

When he wakes up, he removes his silk eye mask and pulls the scrunchy out of his hair, blinking away the sleep from his eyes. What, you thought he woke up like a Disney princess? That's only when he's got company, love ❤️

Asmo's got the world's longest morning routine. He draws a bath and pours in some oils to help invigorate him and wake him up. Slathers on a green tea and mint face mask, pops on the cucumbers, and lets the water soothe away his worries ~

Until Mammon bangs on his door to shout that "Lucifer says to hurry it up!" So annoying! Don't they know it takes careful preparation to take care of so much perfection??

Still, he doesn't want Beel to eat his breakfast, so he's gotta speed it up. He's used to getting ready in a pinch, even if he's not happy about it

Carefully picks out is outfits for the day while he lets the curlers in his hair do their job, and viola! Now he's ready to grace his family with his lovely presence! If you wanna take pictures, make sure you get his good side. Who's he kidding, EVERY side is his good side!

Beel

He wakes up disappointed sometimes, usually because he was just enjoying a wonderful dream about eating a mountain of delicious food!

....Only to pull the remains of his half-eaten pillow out of his mouth. What a waste... that endless pancake stack was heavenly...But there's no time to mope around. The sooner he gets up, the sooner he can get downstairs for breakfast.

He starts his morning by taking a shower while holding back the urge to eat the bar of soap he's using. Beel specifically makes sure he doesn't choose anything that smells TOO good, or he'll give in and gobble it up.

Brushes his teeth as well as he can so his food will taste twice as good! After that is usually when he goes to wake Belphie up, dragging his twin into the bathroom so he can help him dry his hair once he's done showering.

He can't eat well without Belphie, so he makes sure he's all cleaned up and ready for breakfast before he goes down, carrying his brother if he has to. Ah, and he should probably head out later to buy another pillow.

Belphie

Haha. "Morning" routine. I think you mean "noon or later" routine. That is, when Beel lets him sleep in. Otherwise he's being woken up and carried off to the bathroom, where he's forced to take a shower against his will...

And he takes LONG showers. Mostly because the warm water lulls him right back to sleep... while he's standing up. Isn't that a little dangerous?

Once he's out, he leaves it to Beel to dry his hair while he lazily brushes his teeth. Isn't all this morning care a little excessive? Who's even this energetic first thing in the morning? What a pain...

Doesn't even bother to make his bed. He'll be back in it in a few minutes anyway, so there's no point. He coaxes Beel into carrying him down the stairs (which Lucifer scolds them both for) and tries his best to keep his eyes open for breakfast.

Those pancakes... aren't they TOO fluffy looking? Almost like a pillow.... ah..goodnight...

[atticsandwitch]

Obey Me: An MC with Chronic Pain pt 2. Electric Boogaloo

Hurting today, so I thought I'd start another one of these.

Lucifer

It was a normal student council meeting, but Lucifer could see on your face that your day was starting to take a turn for the worse.

You looked more and more tired every time he stole a glance at you, and so he decided to move the pace of the meeting along.

He essentially steamrolls the meeting to a close, and the others realize why not long after. They'll tease him about it later.

While the others get you home, Lucifer gets written permission from Diavolo for your teachers to request a deadline extension for your homework.

Once home he threatens instructs the brothers not to bother you so you can get some rest. You looked so tired.

He checks on you in a couple of hours and finds you curled up, in tears, and completely incapacitated.

It had escalated so quickly today...

He sits down on the edge of your bed and brushes the hair out of your face.

He offers you his handkerchief to dry your tears and rubs gentle, comforting circles on your back.

"MC, is there anything I can do? I know a spell that may help you get some sleep..." he sounds sad. He hates to see you this way. Hates to see you suffering.

You accept, and he sits with you for a while, stroking your hair or still rubbing circles on your back even after you fall asleep.

He turns off your alarms, will call you in sick the next day, and leaves you a glass of water in case you wake up thirsty.

He'll leave a note for when you wake up, assuring you that everything has been taken care of.

The next morning he personally assures that there's breakfast left over for you in the fridge or on a tray in your room for when you do eventually wake up.

Mammon

You come home after a long day, glad to finally be able to put your things down and lay down, yourself. When you walk into your room, you find that Mammon is already lounging on your bed, scrolling through something on his D.D.D.

"Finally! Took ya long enough to get back," He says without looking up.

You roll your eyes at him, and sit on the edge of your bed to take your shoes off.

You go to stand up again but when you move you take a sharp breath and freeze awkwardly.

His eyes widen, "MC, what's'a matter?" He asks, dropping his phone and sitting up quickly.

"It hurts... I'm stuck"

"...St-stuck...? Whadda ya mean stuck?" He immediately panics.

You whimper- and his heart breaks- as you start to move again, but your body won't let you yet. So, he moves closer, hands hovering a second as though he's afraid to touch you. He's never felt so helpless.

"Just try ta relax, okay? Take a deep breath" He tries, gently placing a hand on your back and ever so gingerly rubbing up and down.

Tears swell at the edges of your vision, but after a few moments you are able to move again. You nod to him, letting him know that you're okay, and he lets out a relieved sigh.

He supports your back with a strong arm and helps you lie down and get comfortable.

"Y-Ya sure yer okay? Ya need anything? A heating pad, an ice pack, a- a-..."

"A Demonol and my heating pad, please"

"Got it!" Good, being able to do something for you makes him feel a little better.

He's back quicker than you'd ever thought possible, helping you sit up slowly to take the medicine and place the heating pad wherever you need it.

Afterwards he stares at you like you might drop dead on the spot, clearly very worried, though he vehemently denies it in spite of how hard he blushes when you point it out or try to reassure him.

You two put on a movie while you rest, and still Mammon steels glances at you the entire time, particularly whenever you shift or move, to make sure you're alright. You think he watches you more than the movie tonight.

He doesn't allow anyone in your room, and DevilDashes you both some dinner so he doesn't have to leave your side.

You both eventually fall asleep next to each other as your movie marathon continues without you.

"After all this time?"

"Always."

Leviathan

The weather was bad today, so you stayed home with Leviathan, who decided to skip his online classes to play video games.

He set you up in his room so you two could spend some time together. You had an enormous, comfortable bean bag chair to lay in with plenty of pillows and blankets, a heating pad, snacks, and your tens unit going, while you watched Levi play one of his games.

He chose one that was more story driven so it would be entertaining for you, and having you watch him almost made him feel like a real DevilTuber. He was playing the new Devil Residence, and kept making jokes to you about the characters; He loves hearing you laugh.

He reached to turn his screen a little to fix the glare when he realized he could see you in it's reflection, and decided to leave it alone. He checks your reflection every few minutes, but after he dies for the eighth time he decides to turn the game off.

You were looking worse every time he checked on you, and hearing sniffles was the final straw.

"Let's watch an anime instead," He says, hoping to find one that will cheer you up. He pulls a DVD out of a case with lots of colorful pastel designs on it and pops it in the player.

He grabs a stuffed animal and offers it to you as he sits down by your side, "Here, snuggling Azuki-tan always helps me feel better"

You accept it, and he blushes as you lean into him, holding Azuki-tan tight.

He's relieved when he hears you laugh at the comedy on screen. It's a short, very tired sounding laugh, but it's something.

He goes to put an arm around you, but you look up at him before his hand makes contact with your shoulder, "Can I lay down for a bit?" you ask.

"Yea, sure, jus-" He's about to get up to make room for you when you plop Azuki-tan in his lap, and rest your head there.

He turns a thousand shades of red, but immediately calms down and can't help but smile a little when you sigh contentedly and say, "That feels better..."

He desperately wants to stroke your hair, or touch your face, but he's terrified to ruin the moment, or that he'll somehow make your pain worse, so he just sits. He'll sit until his knees go numb and his legs fall off if he has to. Anything to just stay like this for a while longer.

Satan

He went with you to physical therapy today. He wanted to know as much as he could about what you were going through, hoping that the more he knew the more he would be able to help.

They put you in a traction machine that pulled on you for a ridiculous amount of time. You'd said it was uncomfortable, but Satan thought it looked positively miserable, like some kind of torture device. No wonder you were always so sore after physical therapy.

And that wasn't even it! Sometimes they'd only do chiropractic adjustments afterwards, but other times they'd have you doing stretches and exercises too.

And he thought HE was good at torture. Not him over here taking notes, or anything.

He could see how drained you were by the time you left, but if you said it was helping then he wasn't going to say anything.

He planned on taking you straight home, because you usually seemed to want to lay down and rest after physical therapy, but you had other ideas.

"Can we stop for ice cream on the way home?" You asked. He thought you sounded like Beel, but he smiled. He knew just the place.

There happened to be a cat cafe nearby. They served food and had lots of comfortable places for you to sit, rest, and play with the cats.

"Wow! They're all so friendly!" You marvel, a bright smile on your tired face as several cats and nuzzle into you for attention and curl up around you.

"I think they know you're not feeling well; cats are intuitive like that. They probably want to help make you feel better too," Satan's expression is full of kindness as he looks at you, mindlessly stroking a fat tortie.

"Thank you for coming with me today," You say, "And for this," You nod to the cats, arms and hands busy trying to pay attention to all of them, "I'm hurting, but cats make everything better"

He blushes, but smiles again, "They do. And if this helps, then we'll make it a tradition!"

You both have fun, but Satan holds himself back a little so he can keep an eye on you to make sure you both leave before you're too worn out or the pain gets too much worse.

He offers to go with you to all of your appointments from now on, and so long as you have the energy, you'll both stop at the cat cafe for ice cream and snuggles.

Asmodeous

He notices you stretching again, for the millionth time today. You’ve been shifting uncomfortably in your seat for a while now, and trying hard to make it through class. 

Luckily the day’s almost over, and he thinks you deserve a little relief after pushing yourself so hard. Not to mention he needs to make sure you’re taking proper care of your beautiful skin!

“Hey~! MC, MC!” He skips up to you and takes you by the hand, “Let’s go home and take a bath together! I just got a few new things I can’t wait for us to try out!”

You may or may not try to protest, but if you do, he won’t hear of it, “Come on, MC, let me take care of you a little” He pouts. And how could you say no to that face? After all, you trust him, and you know he’d never do anything without your consent. 

He leads you back to his room and sits you on the bed before heading into the bathroom and taking such a long time, you start to suspect he’s taking a bath without you. You get up to try to peek but are met with an, “Ah~ Ah~! It’s not ready yet!”

Finally he comes out and takes you by the hand again to lead along you the short walk to the bathroom. 

It looks like a legitimate spa. There are candles, aroma therapy diffusers, fresh flowers and botanicals, calming music, and a mountain of bubbles in the tub the likes of which you’ve only seen on the silver screen.

“Go ahead and get settled in, hon. I’ll grab the massage oils and face masks” Asmo says, closing the door behind him as he leaves. 

When he returns he knocks twice on the door, “May I come in?”

Again, he lets you decide. There are plenty of bubbles to preserve your privacy, but he’ll respect your wishes and save the massages and masks for later if you don’t want to be nude in front of him, though he’ll still act disappointed.

When he opens the door he’s shirtless, because of course he is, and he has a bath tray in hand filled with fruit, two glasses of wine, and several bottles and creams. 

First is the face mask, it’s so moisturizing and luxurious. He’s even brought cucumbers for your eyes. He’ll feed you the fruit while you relax, and after you wash the face mask off it’s time for the massage. 

And, boy, is Asmo the king of massages. Somehow he knows how to soothe every muscle, find every sore spot, and absolutely makes your body melt. He even washes your hair for you, giving you a little scalp massage as he does so. 

Obviously he flirts with you the entire time, half very serious, half just trying to make you smile even a little. 

Only once he’s satisfied that you’re feeling better does he finally remove his hands from your body and let you out of the bath, joking that next time it’s his turn to be pampered. 

In reality, he’d do this for you every day if he could, if it made you feel even a little better. 

Beelzebub

He notices that you look a little tired at breakfast, but you assure him that you're alright.

He still decides to keep an eye on you, and he's glad he does, because you seem to be having more and more trouble as the day goes on.

He notices you wincing when you try to pick up a heavy book, and limping slightly as you walk to your seat in your class, so he checks in with you.

Just as he thought, the pain has been getting worse since breakfast.

"Come on, MC. You should go home for the day" He says during one of your breaks between classes. You were limping even worse now, and you had to stop to lean on something, holding your sore leg so your foot wouldn't touch the ground.

He picks you up effortlessly and either gives you a piggy back ride or holds you in his arms.

You try to protest, depending on how much energy you have, but he just smiles at you and tells you not to worry, so you lean into him. He's so warm.

You may or may not be able to see it but he's blushing. He loves being able to hold you close like this. It gives him butterflies.

He'll text his brothers later and ask one of them to bring your textbooks and homework back to the house for you.

He sets you up so that you're comfortable when the two of you get back, brings you both food, and anything else you might need.

You can't help but whine a little as you try to get comfortable and the pain surges.

He sees tears prickling at the edges of your eyes and his heart sinks. He wishes he would've checked in with you sooner, or trusted his instincts and tried to get you to stay home.

He gets you whatever you need, whenever you need it, helps you get up and move around when you need to, holds you close, and doesn't leave your side for the rest of the day.

He curls up with you in bed, and holds you in his arms until you either feel better or fall asleep against his chest. 

Belphegor

You've been running around all day helping his brothers with all of their usual ridiculous requests, and he already knows you're going to regret it later.

He keeps trying to distract you, get you to sit for a while, or get you to nap with him so you don't push yourself too hard, but you do have a bad habit of doing that anyway. It can be hard not to, especially around his brothers, and he knows that too.

He notices you start to slow down, your energy shifts, your smile's just a little less wide. He knows all the signs, and it's time for him to step in.

"Come on, MC. Let's go take a nap" He pulls you away from Asmo and Satan by the wrist, "You know I have a hard time sleeping without you," a half truth to convince you.

Of course Asmo and Satan protest, but Belphie just drags you along, maybe sticking his tongue out at them over his shoulder.

It's not until you're both somewhere quiet and sitting down that you start to fully realize how achey you were getting.

"Thanks, Belphie, I was starting to need this" your voice already sounds so tired.

"I know," He says with an easy smile, "Now let's rest" He lays back and pats the bed near him.

You lay down and feel the pain really start settling in. It's hard to get comfortable, and it hurts to move.

You put a hand to your head, even your eyes hurt. It makes you want to scoop them out to relieve the pressure.

"You over did it again, huh?" he asks. You nod, "Your head hurt too?"

"Light sensitivity" You mumble, eyes starting to water.

You feel the bed shift and his warmth is gone. You hear him switch off the light, but he doesn't come directly back. After a few moments you brave the pain to see where he'd gone and find him hanging blankets over the windows to block out the city's magical light sources outside.

"That should help," he says as he curls back up next to you and props himself up on his side with one arm. Observing the tears brewing in your eyes with a sad look on his face, he leans down and kisses your forehead, "Close your eyes"

He strokes your hair, and lightly hums you a lullaby that he's always loved. He'll never admit that it was one Lucifer used to sing to him when he was young.

You two stay like that until you finally fall asleep in his arms.

Diavolo

There was another party at the castle, and everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. The brothers were certainly full of energy, as always, but among the crowd Diavolo notices you, as he often does.

Only now he notices that you’re the only one looking down. With all the noise and the energy in the room, you stood out to him, sitting off to the side, shoulders slumped, looking altogether lonely. 

“It’s unusual to see you without a demon on each arm,” Diavolo teases lightly as he approaches you, “Everything alright?”

You force a smile and try to lie, but Diavolo reminds you of his ability to sense the truth, “As much as I’d like to believe that you really are having fun, I know that’s not the truth, MC” He sits next to you with a concerned look on his face and asks again, “Are you okay?”

“I-... I’m in a lot of pain tonight” You admit with a wavering voice, holding back tears somewhat. His heart breaks a little for you, “It hit me out of nowhere a little while ago, but I didn’t want to be a party pooper”

He takes your hand in his, kisses the back of it, and stands up, pulling you with him, “Come with me”

He leads you away from the party and the noise, up the stairs and down several long hallways to a quiet bedroom, where he leads you to sit on the bed.

“Please lay down and rest. Is there anything I can get you?” he asks earnestly. 

“I appreciate it” He can tell that you’re genuinely relieved, “But please go enjoy the party, I’ll be okay here”

He shakes his head, sitting down on the bed next to you, “I couldn’t if I wanted to”

“I’m sorry,” You say, guiltily looking down.

“Don’t be. You’re more important to me than a party” He says, with a soft smile. In a moment Little D no. 2 knocks on the door, entering with a glass of water and some Demonol. 

“I’ll have Barbatos make my excuses, and beg his forgiveness later,” Diavolo continues with a small laugh as he hands you the glass and the medicine while Little D takes his leave, “Now please, make yourself comfortable” 

He spends the evening with you, sitting by your side, talking, and making every effort to make you laugh. 

Barbatos

He was well aware of your condition from the beginning, but initially wasn’t so concerned about it except to ensure that the exchange program went smoothly. 

As time went on, though, your kindness endeared you to him, and more and more he found himself doing things for you until taking care of you became as natural as anything else. 

He was reflecting on this as he was out doing his usual shopping. His favorite tea shop had stocked a new tea that made him stop and think of you. It was for relaxation, pain, and inflammation, and he’d found himself reaching for it and contemplating accompaniments before he’d really even thought about it. 

On the way home he decides to invite you over to sample it, excited at the prospect of getting to spend some time with you. At the castle he begins making preparations right away, including setting some of the tea aside in a decorative box for you to take with you if you like it. 

You arrive just as he finishes everything, and he greets you with a smile. You seem a little tired, but you assure him you’re alright and happy to see him too. 

He leads you to the table and pours you a cup of the tea, explaining the benefits, and how he specifically chose ingredients for the desserts and snacks for the same purposes. 

You’re touched by his thoughtfulness, and you let him know. He can’t help but smile, but as the evening progresses he notices that your energy still seems low, and you’re rubbing your muscles and joints from time to time. 

You catch him watching you, though, “I’m sorry, Barbatos. I’m not much company, today, am I?” You give him a disheartened look.

“You don’t have to do anything to be good company, MC. I always enjoy myself when you’re here” He reassures you, “I just noticed that you don’t seem to be feeling well, that’s all”

“Yea... I thought I could push through it today,” You answer guiltily.

“If you’d like to lay down for a while I can prepare a room and bring your tea there” he offers.

“You don’t have to go through all that trouble!” You protest. After all the work he’d done, you felt guilty asking him to do more.

“It would be a pleasure if it meant I got to spend a little more time with you” He says, face tinged with pink, “Pardon me, maybe that’s a little selfish”

You cant help but smile and blush a little yourself. The pain really was making it hard to be upright, but you certainly didn’t want to leave yet, “I would love to stay a little while longer”

“Wonderful” 

Solomon

“It’s raining again...” Solomon hums, staring out through the window. 

“What’s that?” Satan asks.

“Oh, nothing” Solomon brushes him off with a smile and excuses himself. He wanders around RAD for a while until he finds you in the library with your head down. He pulls a couple books off of a nearby shelf at random and heads over to your table. 

“Studying hard?” He teases, leaning close to try to get a look at your face. Guiltily, he notices that he startled you and the jolt made you wince, but he doesn’t say anything.

You give him a small laugh, “Yea, just having some trouble focusing”

“I see. Can I join you?” You nod and he sits beside you with his pile of books, opening one to a random page. He watches as you rub the back of your neck a little, staring down at the textbook without really looking at it. 

You sigh and put down the pen in your other hand, “Maybe I should call it quits for today”

“Are you feeling alright, MC?” He asks, pretending like he doesn’t already know. 

You finally stop rubbing your neck, “Not really...” You admit.

“Try this” Solomon pulls a small jar out of a pocket in his jacket as casually as he could. As if he hadn’t been carrying it around all day specifically for you. “It’s enchanted, so it should help with the pain”

He’d been working on it ever since you’d first mentioned that the rain made you ache. The formula took forever to get right, but it was easy to make once he figured it out. 

“Thank you!” He thinks the surprised look on your face is pretty cute. You put it on immediately.

“It takes a few minutes to take effect, so if you’re not feeling well shall I walk you home?” He offers. You accept, thinking that sounded like a good idea, and he picks up your books before you can reach for them.

“What about your books?” You ask as he starts to walk away.

“Oh, I don’t need those” He says nonchalantly. 

On the walk home he carries your books under one arm and the umbrella in another.

Simeon

He calls you between classes to see if you’re okay. You’ve missed several days of school already and he’s starting to worry. 

Your voice is tired, and laced with tears that you try valiantly to hide as you attempt to reassure him.

He feels his heart plummet into a yawning hole, how much pain are you in right now? How much pain are you in every day? 

He has to do something, anything to help. 

He goes about his day preoccupied, barely paying attention to his surroundings, wondering what he could possibly do to make you feel better. 

Eventually he bumps into someone head on, as he was bound to do. He looks up to see Barbatos, just the demon who might be able to help!

You were a little surprised to get the call from Simeon during the day, but not nearly as surprised as when he walked through your door carrying a large cardboard box. 

You had been miserable and incapacitated by pain for days now, and seeing his bright face was like a balm for your soul. 

His heart squeezed itself when he looked down at you, laying in bed, but clearly exhausted, eyes puffy and red from crying. His chest hurt even more when you struggled to sit up, 

“Don’t- It’s okay, MC. Just rest” He tries to smile. He sets the box down on your desk, and begins pulling out containers, “I brought some things that might help!”

“You’re so kind, Simeon, thank you” You smile for him, and his heart makes him wonder if he should see a doctor. 

“I made something special for you, for dinner” He says, opening the containers and a thermos. “There’s a vegetable in the Celestial realm that’s supposed to be really good for helping with pain” It would have been almost impossible to get, especially on such short notice, if it weren’t for Barbatos the Wonder Demon, but he doesn’t go mentioning that. Simeon makes a mental note to thank him later.

He sits down next to you with a tray of food that looks and smells literally divine, “Are you hungry?” He realizes for the first time that you might not be, and worries briefly before you nod and tell him you haven’t eaten all day.

“I didn’t have any appetite until just now. This looks amazing” 

Finally he feels a little relieved. He picks up the fork and offers you a bite, telling you about the dish and it’s ingredients. You blush profusely, but let the angel feed you the first few bites. You hadn’t realized just how hungry you were. 

He notices the color returning to your cheeks, and that you seem to be regaining some strength, and that encourages him greatly. Though he’s more than happy to continue feeding you, he lets you take over now that you’re starting to feel better. 

He refills your drink a few times, offers you seconds, and stays long into the night to talk with you and take care of you. 

“Oh! Solomon and Luke sent these too, I almost forgot!” He chuckles. He pulls out some notes and an ointment from Solomon, and a bag full of cookies all in different colorful shapes from Luke. They’d both wanted to come, but Simeon wanted you all to himself didn’t want to overwhelm you with guests. Luke, especially, took some convincing to stay home. Simeon suspects he’ll be getting the silent treatment when he gets back, but it was worth it.

Just as Simeon said, the ingredients did wonders for you, and though you weren’t back to 100% you were feeling well enough to return to school the next day.

Luke

Luke's eyes are wide, "What happened to you, MC?!"

You're covered in braces today. There’s one for almost every joint! You have one on your wrist, your ankle, your knees, there’s even a small one on one of your fingers!

“My joints need a little extra support every now and then, that’s all” You try to reassure him, but it doesn’t seem to work. You look so fragile to him, all bandaged up like that.

“Did one of those Demons do something? You can tell me!” He insists.

“No, Luke,” You laugh awkwardly, “I promise it’s just a medical condition”

“D-does it hurt a lot?” He asks, looking quite sad.

“Sometimes more than others”

“Shouldn’t you be at home then!” He says more than asks, almost scolding you, in his own caring kind of way. 

“If I stayed home every time it hurt, I’d never leave the house!” You laugh again to try to soften the truth a little, “Nobody can live like that”

“Oh...” He looks down, you feel like you’ve just kicked a puppy.

“I’ll make you something special to make you feel better, then!” He looks up, beaming with determination, “Come to Purgatory ha-” He looks at the braces on your legs again and stops, “I’ll bring them to you after class, okay!” He hates going to the House of Lamentation where all those demons live, but he’ll do it for you, MC. 

[concubuck]

*orders philly cheesesteak egg rolls through devildash for him*

... God?

[pumpkin-patch-cat]

SOOOOOOO...

I keep envisioning Beel catching you working hard in the library right? And he comes in to see what you're doing. He stops right behind where you are sitting and because he's a fking tree, he leans over your back, long arms on the table caging you in, while he looks at your work with his chin ontop of your head like "What cha doing? Doesn't look very tasty..."

You whine because the boi is heavy and 2. because the work is driving you nuts. You explain this and he flips your books closed immediately like "Okay no more frowning, hold on..." He starts tapping away at his phone then grins and goes "I ordered about 12 pizza's from Devildash - my treat. I'll steal some movies from Levi then meet you in your room in 20."

😭 Because he's sweet like that ahhhhh!

[barbatos-the-loyal-butler]

*By the end of the night Flora had finished her work, she gave him a small hug* I have a few hours before I gotta go to bed. Do you wanna order something for dinner? Maybe we could get something of DevilDash?

*He hugs her back, very happy to see her do so well*

I am extremely proud of you flora, and remember if you ever struggle with homework you can come to me. You do not have to order anything for dinner, I am happy to make you something to eat.

[hallow-moons]

Obey Me! Brothers fave apps

Lucifer

The weather app

Mahjong/Solitaire

A planner app

Spotify

Twitter

Facebook

Audible

Mammon

Devilgram (Instagram)

Deviltube (YouTube)

Twitter

Hole.io

Spotify

Akuzon

Devil Opinion Rewards (google opinion rewards)

TikTok

Levi

DevilTube

MyAnimeList

Devil Crossing (ACPC)

Mononoke Land

Otome games

Spotify

Dragalia Lost

Akuzon

Asmo

Devilgram

VSCO

Snapchat

Twitter

Pinterest

Ulta/Sephora

IPSY

TikTok

Satan

Audible

Cat Game

Nemo Atsume

Duolingo

Star Chart app

Cat Condo

Furista: Cat Cafe

Any cat game really

Beel

DevilTube

Workout tracker

DevilDash (door dash)

Bubble Shooter

Online cookbook/recipes

Casual games since he dont use his D.D.D that much

Belphie

Sleep Tracker app

Rain/whaite noise app

Webtoon

Daylio

Chichens

Abyssrium

Evil Apples: You Against Humanity

Words with Friends

[baronmagikcarp]

Listen, if you want to cook more at home but you're looking at all these recipes that require so much work, I'm telling you, don't feel ashamed about just opening up some cans for a recipe. Yeah, yeah, fresh clean better, whatever.

You know what is better? Having more time because I didn't have to sort five pounds of beans. Being able to actually have a meal at home because I can just grab a can of food that's good for years instead of opening the fridge and realizing the produce has gone bad and I don't have the energy to go to the store again so I end up on Devildash again.

I value results more than an ideology around fresh/clean and results means a can opener, some cans, and some dumping and seasoning.

[devildashsoul-blog]

Love is cruel and it’s full of darkness and sometimes we hate ourselves for loving someone more than our own self but the truth is instead of all the disturbance that it brings, love is also the cause of our happiness and suffering ceases eventually when you find out that loving yourself is an important part in the process of understanding true-love. #lifeissimple #love #lovequotes #lovestory #Snowy #Dusky #Forever #writings #writingcommunity #writersofinstagram #writersofindia🇮🇳 #writingislife #loveyourself #writer #DevilDash #darksoul #stronger #wiser #bebetter

[devildashsoul-blog]

What is separation if it's not silence? What is attachment if it's not selfishness ? What is light if there's no darkness? What is emotion if there's no thought? What is care of it's not given? What is love if it's not unconditional? In this world, we fight, we cry, we yell, we torture and we suffer but above all we still mend our broken hearts and wounded selves and make ourselves worthy enough to love and be loved and that defines our infinite strength, that makes us human. #lifeissimple #solitude #darksoul #wiser #darker #DevilDash #writersofinstagram #writerscommunity #writingislife #writingislove #Snowy #Dusky #Lovestory #HerHappiness #Mypriority #Love #Lovequotes

[devildashsoul-blog]

When you love someone with all of your heart and everything else seems to break you down into pieces that can never be joined back together, you decide to live your life away from their dreams in peace. When you encounter someone who knows everything about you and still chose to bear you irrespective of all your flaws and imperfections and in return you provided them with misery and pain, then you do not deserve to call it love. True love doesn't hurt, it rather strengthens you, it uplifts you and makes you stronger than you ever were. #solitude #darksoul #truelove #lovequotes #poem #DevilDash #writersofinstagram #Snowy #Dusky #Lovestory #writerscommunity #writingislife #writers #darker #wiser #BeBetter #lifeissimple

[devildashsoul-blog]

The things that you do in order to create yourself and uplift yourself. The things that are hard to do but at the same time necessary. When you strive to live in the reality and not getting entangled in the illusion of your emotions and expectations, at that very moment you reach an ultimate level of freedom and suffering stops and love strengthens your weakened soul. Darkness persists but its magnitude reduces and you become yourself. That's the power of true love, not self-loathing and anger but tranquility and passion. #solitude #darksoul #writersofinstagram #writing #writerscommunity #instawriter #instawriters #DevilDash #anonymouswriter #healingmyself #stronger #wiser #darker #Snowy #Dusky #Lovestory #Unconditionallove #Truelove #writingislife

[devildashsoul-blog]

Someone asked me once, you talk about love and all these feelings and stuff. But can you define love so that I can understand it too. I wanted someone to ask me that question, so I replied: Well Ofcourse I cannot define love. It's not just a mere word in the dictionary. Because love exists even at the place where words lose their meaning. A deaf person understands love through gestures, a mute person describes love in words, an artist displays love through his/her paintings, a musician sings tones of love and a person like me just leaves when I see that someone is getting hurt due to my immense love. True love doesn't need definitions, it cannot be described but only felt. It cannot be explained but yet it craves understanding. Love is the only word in the dictionary that holds it meaning irrespective of its definition. Without love, life would be dull and to understand love, you have to fall into the deepest crevice not knowing where to land but knowing how to fly. My dear, Love is the only thing I know about and yet I never understood it. #lovequotes #writerofinstagram📖 #DevilDash #solitude #darksoul #love #life #people #writers #instastories #stronger #happier #wiser #BeBetter #pleasureinpain ❤️🖤😈🌑

[devildashsoul-blog]

In order to find yourself fully, you've to lose some bits and parts of your soul. As you move ahead in life, you gain experience and tragedies strike you one after the other but at these moments of complete breakdown, you have to pick yourself up and gain control of your life. It's easier to give up but who likes easy in this world filled with challenges. Never compare your life with others, Never complain, Love everything and everyone. Don't judge them, be kind and respect yourself first then others. Lose a part that you feel no longer serves and drop all your baggage.🖤 #solitude #darksoul #stronger #DevilDash #Dusky #Snowy #Hope #Faith #Sense #Loss

[devildashsoul-blog]

When you're caved inside your own reality and forced to feel your own wrath of emotions. There are moments when you just want to let go, all that you're holding on to but you can't because if you do let go, you'll be left with your stale soul and the darkness within you will consume you as you move away from the only source of light. #solitude #darksoul #emptiness #demons #dark #love #hate #story #dusky #snowy #DevilDash