#obey me mc is sick

[5mary5]

Mc who not only is stubborn but also has a pretty strong immune system/ doesn't get a cold easily, so when they come down with a devildom flu (or flu/sickeness in general) they aren't convinced they are sick even if they are couching and trembling from the sheer cold they feel!

Mc: I'm fine- *COUGHS* I'm telling you! *says in a rapsy voice*

*Whoever obey me character is with them at the moment or taking care of them looking at them sternly as he takes the thermometer to count their temperature while forcing them to lay down* oh for the love of diavolo just stay still and listen to me!

Mc: but I'm fin- *gets cut of from the sudden urge to throw up* ...yeah actually-

Character: that's what I thought, now lay down to rest, let me take your temperature and make you some warm tea/ camomile with honey, or milk whatever you like!

[astaroth1357]

Sick Days:

*MC is in the Croytus Hall kitchen, trying their damnedest to keep from coughing their lungs out while carefully monitoring a pot of simmering soup. They hear the footfalls of their housemate, Solomon, as he comes up behind them*

Solomon: Oh MC~! I have everything ready. Thankfully, the Devildom still has TV these days, even if the shows are out of d-... da-....

*a hankerchief flies out of his pocket and quickly covers his nose*

Solomon: ACHOO!!

*the hankerchief does its thing before flying off behind him to go put itself in the laundry, swapping places with a fresh one that finds its way back to his pocket once again*

MC: *keeps their back to him* Bless you.

*Solomon comes up and slings his arms over their shoulders, leaning against them like he's a sagging backpack. His head rests alongside theirs*

Solomon: Is it still cooking?

*he reaches out to lift the lid on the pot but MC, already knowing better, swiftly smacks his mit back down*

MC: Don't touch.

Solomon: Oh! Right, I'm sorry. Forgot the rules for a second. I'm sure it smells good... not that either of us would know.

*he contently sways their bodies from side-to-side while MC clears their throat, grumbling dryily*

MC: Y-ou know, you could cure us at any time, right...?

Solomon: So could you, yet here we are! You're just playing hookie from the brothers right now, aren't you?

*the MC tries to groan, but ends up regretting it as it stresses their already aching throat. They cover their mouth with their elbow to catch their raspy coughs before responding*

MC: U-ugh! Okay, fine... You're right. How about you stop breaking my balls and pick what we're watching...?

Solomon: I already have. Beel told me about this wonderful cooking show the other day! I think we can start with that, then maybe move onto a few movies Leviathan recommended...

Solomon: I have the TV set and heated blankets on the couch. Plenty of water, a few boxes of tissues (mostly for me), your favorite sweater, a plush Asmo bought me-

MC: ...

Solomon: -and anything else we need, I'll have my wand in reach! I figured for dinner, we can order out. It's lovely that you're making us soup, but let's not push-

MC: Sol?

Solomon: -Hm?

*MC wiggles him back until they can turn themselves around and wrap their arms around his chest. They rest their head up against the soft fabric of one of his old sleep shirts snugly*

MC: .... Thank you.

*Solomon looks taken aback by their sudden tenderness, but doesn't hesitate to wrap his arms around them further and lightly cage them to his chest*

Solomon: Of course, MC... You take care of so many people. You deserve a break.

*a comfortable silence spreads between them for a minute or so, before MC starts to feel Solomon's cheek rubbing against the top of their head like a smothering cat*

Solomon: Oh, my adorable apprentice, you're just so cute when you're sick~

MC: *snaps their eyes back open and glares at his words, but doesn't let go yet*

MC: Sooool....

Solomon: If I didn't know better, I would almost want to keep you like this...

MC: *snorts* Good luck. The brothers would kill you for it. *they drop their arms from his chest, but he doesn't let go*

MC: Sol?

Solomon: I'm sure they would try, but you wouldn't let something bad happen to your beloved teacher, would you MC?

MC: *rolls their eyes* You wouldn't need my help, anyway. Let go.

Solomon: *squeezes a little tighter* Uh-uh! That wasn't my question.

MC: Sol, I need to stir the soup.

Solomon: And I need to hear an answer.

MC: Solomon, I'm serious.

Solomon: Oh? What's this? I think I'm gonna... ahh...!

MC: Wait, what are you-?

Solomon: Ahhh...!

MC: Solomon, let go!

Solomon: AHHHH....!!

MC: OKAY OKAY, I WOULDN'T LET THEM HURT YOU! Don't you DARE sneeze in my hair!!

Solomon: AHHHH- Just kidding~

*he finally lets them go and they lightly slap his shoulder before turning back around in a huff*

MC: Get out of my kitchen!

Solomon: Then I'll meet you on the couch again?

MC: Only after the soup is done.

Solomon: Then we can cuddle?

MC: Not if you misbehave!

Solomon: What if I steal the blankets~?

MC: *rubs their pounding temples at their teacher's childish antics*

MC: Solomon, I'm serious. Get. Out.

[strawberrycartt]

And we'll have fun, fun, fun, fun... 'til Lucifer takes the T-bird away 🎶

[catmadeofsalad]

Lucifer: MC, are you feeling alright?

MC: *pale, sweaty, trembling* Yeah, I'm fine.

Lucifer:

No, you are not. Asking was a courtesy. Get in bed human, now.

A professional at making the perfect tea, exactly as you like it. Are you hungry as well? If the thought of eating is too much, he looks up what humans eat when sick and is surprised to find a diet, but he's pleased when you eat the toast he made you.

Your fever isn't breaking for a while, so he moved his office to your room so as to be able to replace the cool cloth on your forehead. The table was covered in his paperwork, but he refused to let one of his brothers have free reign of your room while you were sick.

Lucifer sneaks kisses on your forehead whenever he checks your temperature with the back of his hand.

Demons don't catch human illnesses, so expect him to help you into the shower if you're dizzy or too tired.

He also sleeps in your bed with you after you've already fallen asleep. This isn't something he'd usually do, but seeing you shiver despite your layers of blankets quickly changes his mind.

He brings you your school work and makes sure you stay up to date on your lessons, having previously informed Diavolo of your inability to attend classes.

Lucifer requests a hand from Barbatos in making you a soup from the human world, and with the royal butler's assistance, you're fed the perfect bowl of chicken noodle soup.

The week and half it took you to fully recover was baffling to the eldest demon brother, but nonetheless, he was glad once you were better.

"MC, what is this?" Is surprised at the "Thank You!" basket of poison apples and other treats that appear on his desk. Is he blushing? No, of course not. The lighting is just off.

Those forehead kisses? They become a permanent expression of endearment.

Mammon

His human is dying!? Not again! Not on his watch!

You cough? Here's more water- humans need to be hydrated when they're sick, right?

You're shivering! More blankets, a sweater- yeah, he's getting into bed with you, ya got a problem with it?

Mammon means well, he's trying his best. If his brothers got sick he never needed to worry because they were demons. He still took care of them in his own way, but his human wad sick now! What would he do if they didn't get better!?

You have to tell him that it's just a bad cold and you'll get better soon. He nods, hand on his chin as he thinks.

Mammon gets a list of items that would help you from Lucifer and Satan, and let's just say that you're all set one supplies if you ever get sick again. For over the next five years. Cold medicine? Yep. Ice packs? Lucifer told him he didn't need all 20 in the freezer but what does he know!? You've been sweating nonstop for days, ya need ta cool down.

If you were a plant you'd live the longest, but as a human, it'd take a while for you to become dehydrated again. Even with all the eness sweating.

If you thought Mammon was attentive before, watch out. He'd hugged you a lot through your sickness to keep you warm, so the slightest shiver even once you're better? Get ready for hugs!

He's surprised when you start hugging him more, too. Mammon is super tsundere at first, complaining about the affection, but he doesn't stop you. The Avatar of Greed stops complaining not long after, just happy with the affection.

Leviathan

You what? Ew, gross, no wait, don't leave - he'll take care of you!

Wait. How does he take care of a human?

It can't be that hard. He can do it!

Where did he get that lab coat- never mind, it doesn't matter. You're tightly wrapped in blankets, snacks and drinks supplied outside of the tub he calls a bed before he sardines into the porcelain bed with you.

Levi runs cold, something he forgets about until your fever spikes. He's about to ask what you need when his cold chest is perfect for your overheated face.

He sputters about how he can get you cool cloths or something and about how you shouldn't cuddle up with such a gross otaku like himself until you start to pull away.

As soon as you start to pull away, he pulls you back to himself and holds you tightly. You're not leaving his room until you're better!

Lucifer disagreed almost as much as Mammon, the former being more so upset that he hadn't been informed and almost uad to tell Diavolo that the human had gone missing.

While your sick Levi let's you join in his online classes, and keeps you up to date on them.

When you're sweaty and gross and actually cold, he runs you a warm bath. He gets some soothing bath bombs and scents from Asmodeus for your bath.

N-no, he's not joining you cause he's worried! He likes the smells too, and besides, you've been snuggled together, and your sweat was all over him!

Even though you were sick, he knew you saw through his excuses.

Once your health was back to normal, Leviathan indulged in cuddle sessions in his bed more often.

The biggest jump for the two of you? Cuddle sessions in the actual bath. Nothing inappropriate or suggestive, just sincere cuddle sessions in the warm water that you two held each other in.

Satan

Of course you're sick, he could tell based on how you were dozing off during movie night. Here's some tea and light soup, go lie down.

How he's one step ahead of your cold you'll never know, but when your fever spikes he has cool cloths already next to your bed.

Satan can tell how dizzy you are when trying to help you walk to the bathroom, and he swoops you up into his arms.

The blonde talks about his favorite recent book as he helps you bathe, helping you dry off and change into fresh, warm clothes before getting you back into bed.

One of his brothers wants to help you? Nope, he's got everything you need. Lucifer is only kept up to date on your well-being from Mammon or Beel, asking on behalf of the eldest.

When you start to feel better, he makes sure that you're active. Sore joints after being sick was miserable, and he didn't want you to feel worse.

As soon as you're better, cuddle reading sessions become a popular activity. You both have the same book, and you take turns reading chapters or pages while you sip on tea.

Asmodeus

Oh honey, he can see your clammy skin a mile away. Not to mention those dark circles and slight hand tremors.

A relaxing face .ask and a warm bath are going to help ear your lungs, and also make your skin feel better. Trust this demon, he knows his way around a rejuvenating bath!

You have a headache? Time for a scalp massage dear, close your eyes!

Seriously, Asmo is all about you getting better as fast as possible. He hates getting sick and knows some little tricks to help.

A rejuvenating bath bomb with coconut butter, oats, and a hint of lavender? Your skin is soft, and despite being sick, you feel so clean!

You're sick for about a week, but the fifth oldest is your personal nurse- eccentric nurse costume and all!

He has herbal teas, a lotion with massaging pearls to help with under eye soreness, and not to mention his full body massages for of you get achy while your sick.

He waits on his human hand and foot, but if you call on him too much he'll definitely complain or stop, "so don't abuse my perfect care and sexy nurses outfit, okay?"

Asmodeus takes you out to his favorite spa once you're better, and you surprise him with a new nail polish and face mask set as thanks for his help.

Those full body massages? Once you're completely better, those become a regular form of comfort, closeness, and lead ups to...well, I'm sure you know MC.

Beelzebub

Beel doesn't notice at first, he just thinks you've been studying too hard again.

When you don't eat as much or decline heavier foods, he gets concerned. Buffo milk tea is your favorite when you're overworked...

He doesn't want to make you upset by asking why you aren't eating as much. After all, Asmodeus scolded him once for asking when he was trying a new diet.

Beelzebub carefully asked if you weren't feeling well, and when you said you were sick everything changed.

Nurse Beel to the rescue!

Seriously. He made you soup, and you almost asked if Barbatos had made it but the orange haired demon mentioned how he scoured many cookbooks with Satan before finding the right one.

The light's bothering your eyes, and you have a migraine? They're all off quickly and the curtains are closed as well.

You're cold even though you have many blankets? Beelzebub is your personal heater.

He definitely gets concerned when you decline a new soup or meal because you're nautious, but he gets assistance from Lucifer on making you the right tea.

Beelzebub is extra gentle with you when you're sick, and he cuddles with you so carefully while he plays with your hair/massages your scalp. Not to mention, he has a great humming voice and helps you get to sleep relatively quickly.

Once you're all better, you buy him a variety party pack of his favorite chips and cookies.

Those soft cuddles and singing to sleep? Yeah, that becomes a near constant for you two when you're stressed or upset. You've sang him to sleep a couple of times, too, when he was having a rough day.

Belphegor

"I told you not to get out of bed, come lie back down MC."

Belphegor takes full advantage of you being sick to cuddle you constantly. Or at least, as much as he can. He won't cuddle you while you use the bathroom, but he'll carry you there.

He complains when you can't lie still due to shivers, but he does so as he pulls you tighter into his arms and wraps you up into the blanket tighter.

Belphie doesn't really know how to take care of a human when their sick- especially one so important to him. He relies on Satan for help in that department.

"How are you still cold?" He whines softly, holding you closer and pressing kisses to your face and neck softly. Belphegor tries to be your main heat source, but he does eventually get you more blankets, socks, or hoodies. It's his hoodie, though, so don't share your weird human germs.

Despite all the rest you got and Satan's help, it takes you a long time to get better, but once you do, you surprise him with a set of eye masks and slippers.

Those cuddley and kisses? Oh, they stay, and you two take turns kissing each other to sleep fairly often.

[melverie]

WHERE IS THE PICTURE SIMEON

[03jelli]

i havent played obm in months but tommy and solomon are still very much in love

[babybeel]

— 12:45 - etham ♪ 

you’ve told satan a million times it isn’t his fault. voice soft and kind and accepting as you press a steady hand on the base of his spine, ever so slowly moving up. and down.

“your wrath is a part of you,” you whisper soothingly, “and it’s ok that sometimes it spills out. i know you try your best, your brothers know too.”

but it doesn’t change anything. nothing ever does.

the sadness is still suffocating after he explodes and it pairs easily with guilt, eating away at the demon whose anger turns heat, pricking away at his eyes. he shoves his palms roughly to his face, swiping harshly at the tears. he doesn’t deserve to feel sorry.

sorry for not being able to control himself, sorry for being weak. he’d yelled at you with a harsh voice and even harsher words. if anyone is allowed to cry, it’s you.

maybe you do, maybe you don’t. satan doesn’t know, he stormed to his room as soon as his tongue spat and hissed and betrayed him. it’s easier not to face you, not when he loves you.

it’s a few hours of punishing himself, wrath entirely dissipated, when satan’s DDD rings. it’s you. the shock comes running through satan’s veins like a bullet. all he’d done and you still cared, giving the demon the time and space needed to cool down before checking on him. knowing full well that if he’d been mean to you, he’d be awfully crueller to himself.

satan takes too long to collect his thoughts, collect himself. his DDD stops ringing - and then, not even a second later, starts again. this time, satan surges forward to pick up.

[misc-obeyme]

simeon having had exposure to small pox in a way that it exists in his system but as an angel his immune system never paid it any mind then he turns human and mc has to pull up to the doctors office w him asap like 'hey yknow that vaccine we havent really had to use in decades since the disease was eradicated? yeah break that bad boy out. also we need appointments for everything else' and when the doctors are like 'why is this grown man not vaccinated against anything and also how is he still alive????' mc gets to go 'whackjob asshole father' (in this house we talk shit about om god)

Yessssss because OM god is the WORST and I am ALWAYS good with shit talking that guy.

Ahhh poor Simeon, I imagine him being his usual calm and smiling self while on the inside he's freaking out like am I gonna die!?

Meanwhile, MC is trying to figure out what to put on his new patient paperwork. They're gonna have to come up with a believable year for his birthday on the spot. And I suppose they could just say he has no history of illness in his family at all, which would technically be true? MC's like okay no medications, pretty sure Simeon doesn't smoke, uh... and then they'd have to ask. Hey Simeon, are you sexually active? I gotta know for the papers.

And Simeon's just like excuse you?? (Unless MC already knows the answer to this question tee hee...)

Do they even make the small pox vaccine anymore?? I have no idea, to be honest with you. Gonna need a TDAP and whatever they call the ones for measles & mumps... the dr's like... uhhh does he want the COVID vaccine too? Simeon's not going to understand the political nonsense behind that question, so he just goes with whatever MC suggests. Do they still do the polio vaccine?? I'm not sure about that one, either, but he might need that, too.

I think there may be some time in between things like I think TDAP has two shots? He might have to go back for a second round on some of them. I don't know if you can even get them all at once. Also if he's already got the diseases would it be too late?? I really don't know lol.

I like to think that he managed to survive, even if it was a trial by fire, through the help of MC and the miracle of modern medicine. What a way to welcome him to his new human life!

[ryxiez]

Sick Day

Satan x gn!Reader

Fluff/sickness comfort

1.2k words

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Of course it had to be like this. You ended up catching a cold the day after you ventured into Devildom with Beel. The weather however, seemed to be way to cold for your human body to handle, but you went outside anyway. You did not expect any of the repercussions that would follow suit.

It started when Lucifer asked you to assist Beel with the trip to the grocery store. He had to the the shopping that wee and your job was to make sure he didn't eat anything off the shelf’s or buy unnecessary snacks. So you obligated and obeyed his orders.

However, you've been experiencing symptoms since. Having shivers, cold sweats, fevers, and headaches. It seemed to never stop. You prayed that this would all just go away and to be normal again. You swore to never take berating through your nose for granted for the rest of your life. But it didn’t seem to work.

It was so hard to even get out of bed let alone get ready for school. No matter how hard you tried to push youself, your body felt weaker by the minute. You knew your final limits and decided it would be best to stay in your comfortable bed.

You were sure the brothers were confused about your current absence at breakfast and how it wouldn't be long until Lucifer or Mammon came knocking at your door. Speaking of the devil you heard some lights knocks on your bedroom door a few seconds later.

"Ughhh…, come in..!" You managed to slightly call out from your bed as your voice was noticeably raspy and strained.

The door finally creaks open to reveal your favorite blonde demon, Satan, as concern was written all over his face.

He shuts the door behind him quickly yet silently rushes to your side, "MC, what's wrong? Why didn't you come to breakfast?!" He asked as he turned on the light next to your bed, finally allowing him to see the state you were in.

You were sweaty with a slightly red face. In your mind, you thought you could not look any worse right now. But of course Satan had to be the one to see you like this.

"Uhh, I- Im not sure, but I definitely have some kind of sickness..." You mumbled as you refused to make eye contact with him. Sinking into the sheets even deeper, you wanted to escape the uncomfortable situation.

"Ok, ok." Satan tried to reassure you as paused to think. As he held a hand out to touch your forehead, he was really panicking on the inside.

"I'll call Lucifer and let him know about this, but please stay still and get some rest, I promise I will be right back." He explained still trying to stay as calm as possible.

You nodded your head as much as you could as he hurriedly left your bedroom. However, it only took a few minutes for him to come back with stacks of books in one hand and a cup of tea/ (other drink) in the other.

A small smile made its way across your face when you saw Satan enter once again. You sat up in bed with his help, an arm supporting your back after he placed the tea on your nightstand and the books at the end of your bed.

He then started too quietly sort through the thick books to find one that would be most beneficial to him.

You drank your drink with small sips as you watched him. You couldn’t tell if your heart rate was abnormal because of him or your physical state.

"Ah, here it is." Satan said in relief as he turned around to face you one on one now as he silently read the passage to himself.

"It seems like you're just dealing with a human sickness, nothing you got from a demon. You would have been in a worser state if you contracted any of the Devildom sicknesses." He explained as caressed your cheek with the palm of his hand.

Satan continued, "However, we don't have many remedies for human sicknesses here. I'm afraid you'll have to wait for a little while before Diavolo can grant us permission. We can’t go to the human world whenever we want."

You nodded as you set down your now empty cup back on the nightstand. You were honestly disappointed, but you understood that they can't just waltz into the world you came from all willy nilly.

"Y/n.. is there anything, and I mean anything, that I can do to make you feel better? I know humans can be really uncomfortable when sick and I don't want you to go through that." He offered as he took your hand in his, rubbing his thumb over your palm in a soothing matter.

You blushed, but thank god you could cover it up as a fever. "Can you just.. stay with me? I don't want to be alone right now. …Maybe you could just read me something as I hopefully go back to sleep?" You offered shyly, scared that he would say no, but deep down you knew he wouldn't.

"Of course, always." He agreed as he climbed into your bed with you. He sat behind you resting his back on the bed frame so he could sit up with you in between his legs.

He pulled you closer as he guided your head to lay on his chest. Your face felt hotter than it ever has before, but in this position you could hear Satan's heartbeat. You could tell he wasn't as calm as he was letting on.

"Which book would you like?" he asked as he pointed to a self with minimal amount of books compared to his room that was located right above your bed.

"(Favorite book) please." You answered as you snuggled into him more, loving the warmth he provided to your cold yet hot body at the same time.

Satan blushed as he looked down at you and stroked your messy bed head a few times, you hummed in response to the attention. Not soon after he cleared his throat and began to read your requested book. However, after only one page was read to you, you were already asleep.

Satan let out a soft chuckle as he looked down at you yet again and set aside the book next to the cup on your nightstand. Then he moves downwards, trying to lay down next to you but his movement were slow, he didn't want to wake you.

He managed to do so and now you both were facing each other. Satan smiled as he brushed the hair out of his own face and planted a soft kiss to your hot forehead before wrapping his arms around you.

He brought you in close so his chin rested on top of your head as he let out a content sigh.

He hated seeing you in such a state and would make sure you always got better.

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[leviathism]

ooo, requests are open? well, i got to thinking after reading levi’s sickfic soooo…how about a sickfic with beel where MC is the one sick? bonus points if MC is super tired and gets cuddly with our favorite gentle giant :’)

beelzebub x gn reader

It was hard to be alone in the House of Lamentation. With seven needy, overprotective, and jealous demons living alongside you, it wasn’t unexpected.

Throughout the night, your door would open frequently, and either someone would watch you or they’d join you in bed. It happened so often in the weeks you’ve spent in the Devildom that it had gotten to the point where you wouldn’t even wake up if your door slammed open against the wall.

However, you did wake up easier when you were sick. You never liked being woken up, especially when you were already feeling bad, like right now. You had to come up with a solution.

In your mind, it was better to sleep in the living room where there were no doors to wake you up. Sure, your lovely roommates would be able to bother you still, but they probably wouldn’t wake you up on purpose. Besides, no one really came to this specific living room besides one of them. They usually spent their time in the more modern living rooms. This one was… older and definitely reminded you of Lucifer with the moody red chairs and drapes.

The cushions in here weren’t very comfortable though. This was the price to pay for solitude.

You suddenly heard heavy footsteps in the hallway and sighed to yourself. You listened to them get closer before they stopped at the entrance of the room. You waited to see if they’d come sit by your or leave or check if you’re still alive or something, but they didn’t move. There was no sound.

Confused and wondering if you were hearing things, you opened your eyes and saw Beelzebub watching you.

Maybe you did want to be bothered. The urge to cuddle him was sudden but strong.

You lifted your arm and beckoned him over, satisfied when he immediately began to walk over. You grabbed his arm and weakly pulled at him. Beel got the message and sat down.

You laid your head down on your new fluffy pillow, Beel’s right thigh, and got right back to trying to fall asleep. Beel’s hand lightly patted you on the head before it rested there gently.

You tried to loosely hold onto him, but the angle was weird so your arms just awkwardly laid around him. You patted him back on the waist, pleased with your new position and cuddle buddy. He’d also probably make sure no one would come in and wake you.

A win win situation, ignoring your cold.

[astrobolical]

When you’ve got a cold-

Content Warnings: None— fluff, colds I guess?

Reader: Gender Neutral

This isn’t proofread, and I’ve been sick since Saturday so this is purely self indulgent. I just hope it makes sense. Just headcanons because my brain is in a fog and I can’t get out of it. ;;

» Leviathan had been confused when you weren’t answering your D.D.D. when his new game came in— did you suddenly realize you were too good for him? Did you find someone better to spend your time with?!

» After grappling with the flood of negative thoughts, though, he goes to see you, hearing a muffled ‘come in’ from behind your door after he knocks

» He was surprised to find you curled up on your bed, sluggishly moving to sit up as he entered, bundled up in your comforter like a lil’ human burrito

» When you explain that you’re sick he feels a rush of relief (you don’t hate him!!) and worry all at the same time— humans are fragile! Are you going to come out of this?! Is it curable? Surely you need a doctor!

» After some coaxing (and a small coughing fit) you manage to explain to him that it’s nothing life threatening, just a cold and that you’d be fine after some rest and some medicine (courtesy of Solomon)

» Though unhappy you went to Solomon first, he does understand why (he also does acknowledge he’d have no clue what to give you as far as medicine went)

» He insists he’ll at least spend time with you, even when you explain that you’ll really just be sleeping a lot and that you don’t want to get him sick, too

» He almost relents, but a burst of envy has him a little more demanding. What if one of his brothers found you like this?! They’d never leave you alone! So how could he?

» So, in order to save you from his brothers’ antics he insists on you coming to his room— the safest place to hide out, as far as Levi is concerned. He insists he’ll be fine, he won’t catch some normie, human cold

» That’s how you found yourself watching Levi game from a comfortable mess of blankets and pillows propped up in his bathtub

» It was comfortable for both of you— you could rest when you needed without interruption, or watch him play his games when you were awake and converse if you felt well enough. Levi got to give you a safe place to recover, and the pleasure of your company

» It never mattered to Levi if you were both doing the same thing or not, he just loved having you around him, knowing you were opting to stay with him

» Since he’s always staying stocked up in his room he doesn’t have to leave very often, he’ll have whatever you could want or need at your fingertips— and he’ll even make trips out for you if you ask! That’s just how much you mean to him!

» Will absolutely melt if you use his lap as a pillow while he’s sitting on the floor playing on his consoles, especially if you fall asleep on him— how cute!!! MC!! That’s too cute!!

» Does take a few photos, but he’ll never show them to anyone, ever! He just can’t get over how much you trust him even if you’re in this weakened state

» Will never turn away your affections, even if you hesitate due to not wanting to pass this onto him— don’t move away! It’s okay! He swears if he gets sick it is what it is! But he won’t. (Lies)

» In the end he keeps you hydrated, entertained and well… very protected. No one bothered you while you were in his room. Only once and the threat of Lotan had Lucifer telling his brothers’ to leave MC to rest where you choose (and you chose HIS ROOM, so HA)

» He’ll absolutely cuddle up with you in his tub, either to sleep beside you or to have you lay on his chest while he plays something on his D.D.D. Or a handheld console. You’re a tangle of limbs, pillows and blankets but you wouldn’t change it for the world— especially how his tail curls around you and keeps you close

» When you do start to recover and have a bit more energy to spare Levi will be ecstatic to show you the new game he got!! Now that you can enjoy it, you can ride out the rest of your cold with him and this game he got for the two of you

» Be prepared though, despite his protests he’s absolutely getting sick

» And he has no idea how to handle human colds, so please pamper the boy and return the favour— he went out of his way for you!!

» In the end though, you both end up locked away for a solid week and a half until both of you were finally clear of any illness

» As much as getting sick sucked, Levi tells you the next time you get sick you should absolutely come right to him! His room can be your safe place

» Though when you go out next you’re dogpiled by his brothers who’ve been missing your attention (and were also worried!), so maybe go out in intervals next time…

[optimisticstudentangel]

Dateables when you are sick

No warning. Fluff. Reader is gender neutral 

Summary: your favourite characters take care of you. Luke is included

Diavolo

The moment he heard about your sickness, he ditches his work to see your condition with his own eyes. You try to reason him, by saying that “you don’t want him to catch cold too”. You were afraid that Barbatos wouldn’t forgive you, if young prince indeed became ill.

But anyway, he found extra time in his busy schedule to bombard you with lots of sweet messages, which included wishes for your speedy recovery. “I can’t wait to see you in a heathy state, so that we could hold our usual tea parties, without you, it’s not the same.” – you understood exactly what he experienced, being locked in your room without anyone, especially without Diavolo, was unbearable.  

Knowing that you were really lonely, Diavolo would send you many stuff, from medical supplies to Barbatos’ pastries and tea sets. This should somehow keep you occupied, so you wouldn’t worry much about your temporary isolation.

One day, Diavolo still decided to visit you, before going to you, Barbatos insisted that the prince put a mask on himself so as not to get infected from you. After stepping in your room, he hugged you tightly, even though you suggested not to get too close. He was not empty-handed. He and Barbatos made you a soup, this gesture was so lovely, you thanked Diavolo and asked him to tell your gratitude to the butler too.

You spend some time talking with each other, he promised to visit you again after some time. “Please, MC, get well soon. I need you around, only you can light up my day.”  

Barbatos

When you are sick, Barbatos is the person you wish to run to. He is good at taking care of other people’s needs, so it’s not a problem for him to quickly cure you. But one freighting thing is, that when he would hear about your illness, he would lecture you like Lucifer, or even longer than prideful demon himself.

-          MC, please you know better, than wearing thin clothes, even just for a quick shopping for foodstuff. If you don’t take care of yourself properly it will affect every aspect of your life, like studying, that means you wouldn’t get good grades, which will disappoint Diavolo. And more importantly it will make me sad. I need you to stay strong, if you are not salubrious, it also makes me stressed about your well-being, - after he finishes though, you know that you will be looked after, so there is no need for you to be anxious.

Barbatos will shelter behind Diavolo, in every possible way, using him as an excuse, just not to say that he himself is very worried about you. But you know the butler for too long, to understand that he is in fact, concerned about you.

“Open your mouth wider” – he says with a sympathetic smile. Barbatos hands you a spoon with medicine, you blush a little, but still do what he asked. Then he proceeds to pet you gently saying, that “you are doing great”.

Luke

-          Simeon, help me out please! Should I make them some cookies, or something more filling with vegetables? - the little angel spent the whole morning in the kitchen trying to cook you some tasty food, so that you would recover as soon as possible. If the angel had the opportunity to somehow brighten up your time, he would try to do so. However, Simeon insisted that Luke wait until you get better. Firstly, because he didn't want the little angel to get sick too, and secondly, Simeon wanted you to be able to spend time in peace and quiet.

But even being locked up in your room, you got a lot of attention from Luke. He made you cute postcards with various kind messages with his own hands. On one of the postcards, Luke drew one of your last walks where you played with street cats. It was so cute, you hardly held back tears of happiness.

He would call you every day, to check on your health and to tell you how his day went. “MC, you are watching over yourself, properly right? Please do so! I need to share a new recipe with you”

Simeon

When the news of your poor health reached Simeon, he was very worried about you. He offered you his help in every possible way, asking about your needs.

The angel offered you his own notes for the days that you were not present. Simeon explained the topics of the new lessons to you so that you would not lag behind the others. He wanted you to be able to integrate into your studies without any problems, as if you hadn't missed it at all.

-          You are doing great, little lamb. I shall reward you with some homemade cookies and hot tea. After little break, we should continue the lessons, so you would not fall back, okay? – he smiled at you.

It was inconvenient for you to ask Simeon for help, even though he insisted on the opposite. He understood that you are not in the best condition at the moment, and that you need to gain more strength.

While you were taking a bath, angel took the moment to clean up your room. Simeon opened the window to ventilate the space and to let fresh air into your room. After all, sleeping in a clean, tidy room with a pure air is a pleasant thing. You thanked Simeon, for all the work he has done to you. He only replied, that you are always welcome to turn to him, if you have any problem.

Solomon

When Solomon found out that you were sick, he decided that he would cook everyday soups especially for you, because this dish is so nutritious and good against colds. But lucky for you purgatory hall guys, dissuade him from doing so, you were the most overjoyed person and thanked everyone, including fate itself.

-          Sorry, MC, I couldn’t prepare a meal for some reasons, but I’ve got something else that will make it up for you, - behind his back, Solomon was holding something that was glowing, you were suffering from curiosity, trying to guess what he was hiding. “This potion will quickly put you on your feet, it is designed to increase immunity. Please drink it, so that we’ll be able to spend carefree time soon”

Most likely, Solomon spent a lot of time to prepare this potion for you, his face was very pale, and there were bags under his eyes. You were overwhelmed with mixed feelings, you were infinitely grateful to Solomon, that he did this for you, but at the same time you were sad to realize that Solomon was very tired, and had many sleepless nights because of you.

As if reading your thoughts Solomon said: "You're not blaming yourself right now, are you? Please don't fill your head with such thoughts. I did it because I'm worried about you, and because you're an important person in my life, and for me it's a duty to take care of my beloved ones." – he gave you a warm smile. “So, no worries, okay, my love?”

[strawberrycartt]

And another one

[strawberry-cowmilk]

the brothers sick

mc's gender is not mentioned, not proof read

content warnings: sickness, asmo trying to flirt with mc

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Lucifer

that one guy who keeps working despite being sick, which may delay any recovery

he can hide it very well though, one time he was in a meeting with diavolo while being sick and nobody knew

if he actually listens to you and goes to bed, he will be moody the whole time he's resting

Mammon

'mc, mc I'm telling you I'm dyin'! this was it for the great mammon!'

meanwhile he only has a mild fever and slight headache

he does use being sick as an excuse to get out of things like school and cooking duty

mammon likes it when you look after him while he's sick but he will deny it

Leviathan

dramatic like mammon 2

the whole time he's sick he stays in his room and plays games (like usual) instead of resting and eating

you're gonna have to drag him to bed, because this dude is sitting behind his devildom xbox or something and won't move

Satan

oh he doesn't like being sick, it annoys him very much

satan doesn't like how his whole body feels heavier and all

luckily he knows what to do to hopefully have a fast recovery

when you want to bring him some tea, he already made some for himself

Asmodeus

dramatic like mammon 3

whether asmo wants you with him depends on how he feels, sometimes he wants you next to him at all times, sometimes he doesn't want you in the room (he thinks he doesn't look 'presentable')

even with a fever he tries to flirt with you

like he'll try to kiss your hand as you're pressing a damp cloth to his forehead

Beelzebub

he can feel whatever cold or flu coming a few days before it hits him

from the first moment he notices signs, he coops himself up somewhere so he can't get anyone else sick

unless humans are immune to demon colds beel won't let you near him either

luckily he recovers extremely fast

Belphegor

as long as it's mild belphie actually likes being sick, it's literally an excuse to take extra naps to him

but if it's not mild? yea he hates it

sometimes when you walk into his room to check his temperature or something you see him complaining to beel on how much he hates being sick

he does like the attention you give him

[nostalgic-muffins]

ok i love streamer levi. its great, its perfect, its wonderful. but hear me out. vtuber levi.

[asmotheavatarofhorny]

simeon/mc fluff,  “aw, sweetheart you know you don’t have to ask...come here.”

"Anything for you, Angel.”

🔔

Thank you for requesting :) I realize this is very heavily implying MC asking for a hug, but I decided on changing it up a little lol. Hope you enjoy~

----------Warnings----------

Simeon x MC

GN!MC

Romantic/Platonic

Mentions of MC having a bad day

Only a teensy tiny bit of angst at the very start

Mostly fluff<3

You loved it here. You loved the Devildom, you loved the demons, the angels, and even the human sorcerer. But sometimes things just got to be too much. Sometimes you needed a break, despite wanting to be the best. Being the best... It was something you had strived to be from the very minute you were born. 

You weren’t a neglected child--but you always needed the limelight. You longed to be in charge even when there was no need for a leader. Some people would say you were an attention seeker, and others... They would agree. And so did you.

All your life you had imagined people looking down on you, even though they weren’t. And when you were thrown into the Devildom against your will, surrounded by people who were above you in rank--hell, even above you on the food chain. You hated it.

You guessed that was why you were so nosy in the first place. So desperate to make something of yourself that you ended up actually succeeding. At least.. You wished it was that way. You had pacts with the 7 demon brothers, sure. But sometimes... It all just feels.. Useless.

Why would you go to all this trouble for people who have tried to kill you over and over... and over.... and over... You knew they loved you. They said it all the time, and you loved them back. But sometimes… you had

Doubts.

Today was a particularly bad day. You had felt fidgety and out of focus the whole morning, eventually opting to skip breakfast and head to RAD a couple hours before everyone woke up.

You wanted to walk over by yourself, but you knew the brothers would protest if they knew. That’s why you snuck out the window. And maybe it was a bad idea.. but you felt safer knowing that you had all the 7 demon brothers ready to save you if things got out of hand. No lesser demon, no matter how stupid, would mess with you.

You walked down the cobbled streets, the puddles from the nightly Devildom rain illuminated by the soft lamplight. Where you’d expect to hear crickets in the human realm, you could hear the squeaking of bats or the hissing of some kind of insect in the Devildom.It was unsettling when you first came, but you got used to it as time went on. 

The cool Devildom breeze carried fallen leaves across the ground and around your feet. The wind fondled your hair and calmed your nerves for the time being.

Why didn’t you do this more often?

As you approached the school you could hear the conversations of loitering demons hanging out with their friends before classes started. You stepped up to the door of RAD, noting the lesser demons shuffling to get out of your way.

This was a normal occurrence of course, but it kind of threw you for a loop now you were alone. You had always assumed they were getting away from whichever brother you were with, not you.

You swung the large rickety door open before being hit with the smell of dust and what you could only describe as “old building smell.” It was almost comforting.

Walking the mostly empty halls, you decided to camp out in the library. Maybe I can get extra work done, You thought as you turned your phone light on for some guidance. The most annoying, and yet endearing part of the Devildom is that they didn’t use lightbulbs for whatever reason.

You would have to conjure fire somehow to light one of the many candles, which you felt too drained to even attempt, let alone succeed in doing. Man, did you wish you had bought one of those lighters you saw when Mammon had taken you out shopping.

You had pointed them out because of the dollar pattern on them. They were perfect for him, but he didn’t smoke and knew enough magic to conjure a fire of his own even if he did, so you ultimately decided on not getting them.

Suddenly, you saw your DDD screen light up, almost blinding you in the dark room.

Has anyone seen MC? -🐍

You sighed in annoyance at Levi having discovered your disappearance. You supposed it was about time, seeing as they should all be up and ready to have breakfast in a few minutes..

No, are they not in their room? -🐱

Just looked. I’m on cooking duty today and went to wake them up for breakfast.  -🍔

“Awh, Beel..” You cooed at the sweet demon.

MC’s missing?! - 💄

Looks that way. -🐱

They aren’t in the attic either. -💤🐄

Wait, Belphie, what are you doing awake at this hour?! -💄

First of all, it’s 8:00, and second of all, how could I sleep with you guys spamming the chat like this? -💤🐄

I haven’t seen them either. Mammon’s practically hanging off of them at all times, have you asked him? -🍷

Oh good idea lolol. -🐍

Speaking of, where is Mammon? He’s been suspiciously quiet this whole time. -🐱

He’s probably asleep ROFL. -🐍

“What idiots… They’ll probably take a good several hours to find me..” You thought aloud. You yawned as your eyes started to feel heavy. It was warm in the library, and you had waken up at the break of dawn—well, it would be if the Devildom had a dawn. You felt yourself slowly fall asleep to the rhythmic buzzing of your silenced DDD. The vibrations on the table pulling you deeper into slumber……

“Hey, MC.” 

Your eyes flickered open, vision still blurred from sleep. The previously pitch black room now had a soft candlelight glow, which illuminated the soft smile of a certain Angel that had woken you.

“Simeon…?” You mumbled, recognizing the face.

“Mhm,” he hummed, “Everyone’s been looking for you.” He explained with a sweet voice, he spoke softly if you were fragile and could shatter with one wrong word.

“Oh…” You blinked your eyes tiredly, remembering the brothers’ conversation earlier. “Ugh…” You groaned in annoyance, “I don’t wanna go to class..” You pouted, earning a chuckle from Simeon.

“School is over for the day, darling.” He let himself smirk slightly at how your eyes widened at that. You looked away for a moment, seemingly in thought.

“Mm.. Simeon..?” You asked quietly, still too tired to really be considering what you’re saying.

“Yes, Angel?” He replied, waiting for you to continue.

“Can we go back to Purgatory Hall? And can we m-maybe… cuddle when we get there..?” You asked shyly, praying he wouldn’t decline.

His small smile seemingly doubled in size, “Aw, sweetheart,” he cooed, “You know you don’t have to ask. Come here.” He picked you up bridal style, chuckling slightly at how you squeaked as your cheeks flushed.

“I wasn’t expecting you to pick me up.” You giggled.

He smiled again, laughing along with you.

“Anything for you, Angel.”